Battleblood, a name that struck fear into the magical world. A famous clan of warriors with the Berserking ability. Terrifying as allies and even more so as enemies. But when people saw Rosalyn Battleblood, they didn't think fear, they thought, dayum. Small, petite frame, nice body though lacking in bust, cute pink pigtails, large blue eyes, always wearing the cutest of clothes and wearing just enough makeup to accent her features. Not to mention those legs. There was just one problem with Rosalyn, one that very few people knew about. She, wasn't really a she. Born Ross, Rosalyn was what was referred to as a cross dresser, or uke, or trap.
Rosalyn's parents had sent him off to Orean Cause in hopes that a little taste of the real world would get him to stop his strange ways. Though it was his first day and he hadn't done much but listen to a speech, it really wasn't working. He had felt the eyes on him the entire time, checking him out, trying to decide if he was a good target. And apparently he was, because after the speech was over and everybody was filing out, he was cornered. The teen was handsome enough, but Rosalyn could just tell from the way he acted that he was a jerk, pervert, and just in it for a one night stand or two. Rosalyn may have lived and acted like a girl, but deep down he still knew what a man wanted.
"Hey babeh, I never expected to see a girl like you at a place like this." He started off with, obviously a total sleaze.
Rosalyn wasn't in the mood to deal with perverts like him, all he wanted to do was find the club room where the cooking would take place. And maybe make a few friends, or at least talk to some people. "I'm just here to learn." He said simply, his voice soft and feminine, and slipped under the pervert's outstretched arm.
The pervert grabbed him by the arm and he squealed, both to play his part and get the attention of other people. "Oh I've got plenty to teach you babeh." Rosalyn could have easily destroyed this guy by activating his powers. Crushed him, thrown him through a wall, ripped his manhood off, all number of things. But it was much more fun to play the damsel in distress. So he waited to see what was going to happen. Not like the guy would actually rape him after he found out what Rosalyn was packing.