“ – So here’s the thing.” Rose had known that the job she’d taken up at the Magistrate would be complicated in a new and messy way even by her standards. The title of Peacekeeper was practically a joke considering their role was…certainly not peaceful, especially when going off of actions and quotas and protocols. Shoot on sight and bring back in yesterday’s heroes, dead or alive. Messy and conflicting to begin with, even moreso when Rose Wilson had toed the line between hero and not for the majority of her life at this point. Extra complicated since she really wanted to shove her middle finger right up close to the head of the Magistrate and introduce him to the pointy end of her katana. Super complicated when some of the people she’d be tasked to bring in would be friends, and that list was so short to begin with. Rose wasn’t sure what would happen then, wasn’t one for plans as it was and was much better at winging it, especially when it came to sticky situations. Extra-especially when it came to friends. She’d fallen into step right beside him, cigarette in-hand and en route to her mouth for a drag. A little precognition had helped her along, given her a flash of a face she couldn’t just ignore even with the climate. “I know I’m probably like, the last person you wanna see right now but I can’t not say hi. Promise it’s friendly. Only friendly.”
