Dreamweaver
One Thousand Club
Cyan Hide
Rose was basically the opposite with the way she carried herself. Everything she did seemed to have purpose, even just eating a cupcake. Although she ate it slowly and daintily, there was a certain rigidity to the way she did it. First this piece, then that piece, this other piece, and so on. It was clear that Platinum Rose was not somepony who would just sit by and let things happen. She looked up at him as he asked what she did and arched an eyebrow. "Bounty hunter. Also have a range that ponies can pay to shoot guns at whenever the bounties are running low."
Rose was basically the opposite with the way she carried herself. Everything she did seemed to have purpose, even just eating a cupcake. Although she ate it slowly and daintily, there was a certain rigidity to the way she did it. First this piece, then that piece, this other piece, and so on. It was clear that Platinum Rose was not somepony who would just sit by and let things happen. She looked up at him as he asked what she did and arched an eyebrow. "Bounty hunter. Also have a range that ponies can pay to shoot guns at whenever the bounties are running low."