After leaving the Archer, with a slight blush, she wrapped her cloak around her waist and flew off. She certainly wasn't the fastest flyer - though not the slowest either - but she enjoyed her unique mutation. Regardless of that, she spent the night gathering a few things before falling asleep, her mind whirling until two in the morning... she wondered what this would be like. Being a mercenary was far different than being part of an assembled super hero team.

The next day, she did the same as before, flying into the back alley before donning her cloak. It was mostly so she wasn't stared at than shame, since it had grown annoying over the years, though she wouldn't mind if her new team was curious. She quietly made it to the back room, just as Nevan was offering a small phone to Luna. Rose paused for a moment and looked down at a small pocket in her cloaked. Biting her lip shyly, she walked up to the two women and cleared her throat awkwardly. [b][color=ff4d94]"Um.. guess great minds think alike?..."[/color][/b] she offered bashfully, pulling out a smart phone and offering it lightly to Luna. [b][color=ff4d94]"I didn't think anyone else would.. um, y'know... so I bought another phone... and another line on my plan.. so you had something. I'm not really rich, but... being a mercenary pays well enough.. I-I get it if you'd rather not though.."[/color][/b] Rose felt so awkward trying to offer the phone and felt the blush crawling across her cheeks.

She hoped she hadn't been rude to Nevan, but at the same time, the smart phone would be better - she figured. Of course, it didn't help that both women were beautiful in their own ways. Giving a glance to the witch doctor, she gave the man a small smile and wave, making sure he didn't feel ignored or anything - though she wasn't sure how much everyone had really paid attention to her.