MiddleEarthRoze

Skyrim: Dragonsbane

"What the fuck, the guy's a vampire!"
Was all Roze could think of as he 'inspected' her. Even once he let go, she kept herself pressed against the wall, in an attempt to stay away from him. God, she just had to pickpocket a goddamn vamp, didn't she. What were the chances of that?! Swallowing her fear, she glanced at the amulet in his hand, and her expression hardened somewhat, fear overtaken momentarily by annoyance.
"I steal for survival." She answered, looking straight into his eyes - curious, as to how they seemed to be the only warm thing in his body. And not warm in a good way either; they burned with an intense passion, something she couldn't even name. It was similar to staring at the sun, but she kept her gaze locked with his anyway to get her point across. "I'm not good with rules, so getting a regular job is sort of impossible for me. That and the fact I don't have any trade-worthy skills to speak of." She continued, being truthful, for once. Yes, there was always the thrill of it, but it was a thrill that she had to put up with. She had no legacy, no inheritance, and no way of making money in a legal manner without plundering various different caves throughout the land; most of the time, she didn't have the equipment for things like that. She still had scars on her arms from where she'd narrowly escaped a troll a few weeks ago. She had blades and magic, but she wasn't an expert in either. She had no money for training.

Harry Potter Slice of Life [Interest Check]

^^Oh, trust me, I wouldn't abuse it. Again, this wouldn't even occur in her O.W.L years at the very least, and if she managed it, she wouldn't use it like that. And I'm pretty sure that if Hermione weren't too busy saving Ron and Harry all the damn time, she could have managed it too.
I enjoy the debate, but I don't want to overstep or anything, it is up to you. :3

A School for Deities.

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A School for Deities.

"They jumped down there." Roxy answered, tearing her stare from the abyss of the well to look at Andrew, and she offered up a smile for him. "Apparently it's the entrance... obviously a good, old-fashioned road was too boring." She added, chuckling slightly, although it sobered up a bit as she looked back at the well. It appeared she wasn't the only one having second thoughts about this whole 'Deity' thing. Her mind kept wandering over to other questions about this new life; when she'd been alerted, she hadn't been told too much, other than to hurry her darn butt over to Japan. In fact, it it wasn't for the visions, she would have ignored it entirely. She somehow knew the visions would continue, and yet, there was some part of her mind that wondered if accepting her fate meant controlling the visions. If it meant controlling the pain she often saw in them.

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Skyrim: Dragonsbane

Rozalia had clamped her lips shut to stop the strangled cry that would have issued from her lips, in any other situation. Gods, he had a strong grip. Wincing as she stumbled along behind him, her fear was pretty much over-taken by her astonishment. That had been a perfect pickpocket. There was no way he should have been able to notice her.
Her face blanching white as they approached an empty room, she swiftly realized that she wouldn't be able to run from, or fight this guy. Not with those snake-like reflexes and perception she had just witnessed.
So that left her with one last specialty of hers.
Sweet-talking.
"Look... I'm really sorry, I just made a mistake." She quickly flashed him one of her dimpled grins as soon as he closed and locked the door behind them. However, the grin was more nervous than usual as she recalled the strange look in his eyes, and the cold, rock hard grip of his hand around her wrist - which was still throbbing.

Galactic Displacement (Mass Effect/Star Wars Crossover RP)

Csilla

Once Krios had sent forward his all clear, Rozalia made her way to their infiltration point first, swiftly followed by the Jedi Master and his Padawan. Now that the anticipation was over, and she was in the prison, she felt herself settle into the right sort of mind for the mission. Thinking clearly, without any distractions; it was in these moments of clarity under pressure that had her picked for the job.
"As there's four of us, I'd recommend we split up equally; two of us look for Master Greon, and the other two look for his Padawan." She said in a low tone, directed at the Master. She more often than not forgot who was in charge, and she had only just remembered in time to use the word 'recommend'. It was the best strategy she could think of, anyway. Thankfully, he nodded in agreement.
"As we don't have information, I can't tell you who will be held where." The Kel Dor Master stated, his brow furrowing as he thought. "But I would think that Master Greon would be under heavier guards than his Padawan, so I'd assume he's further in." He added, then paused, darting a sideways glance at his own Togrutan Padawan, who was looking a wee bit paler than he had been on the ship. He wasn't all that old, still only half-way through his training, and in Rozalia's mind, in no way capable of being up against a Sith Lord.
"Krios and I can look for Master Greon." She volunteered suddenly, correctly assuming that the Master would not want to leave his Padawan, nor would he want him in great danger. "Most of these prisons work in a circular pattern, with high security blocks towards the centre. We can head that way, while you two stay on the circumference." She murmured almost absent-mindedly as she brought up her omni-tool. She was no expert at using it, but she was sure it would record the way back to the entrance when they got further in. Unless, of course, the walls moved.

Harry Potter Slice of Life [Interest Check]

But surely it wouldn't take her to her last year? The Marauders managed it in their fifth year, starting in either the first or second - second, I'd assume, as it takes them a while to work out why Moony buggers off once a month - and they changed okay.
Admittedly, the legal beginnings of turning into an Animagus and the arduous training can only start at N.E.W.T level training, but just as the Marauders (And I'd assume Rita Skeeter) found the information for it in the school library restricted section, surely Roze could do it to?
I mean, she will be getting a fairly oblivious, air-headed DADA teacher in her second year...