lady luck is fickle

we could've been anything that we wanted to be

[bowmanrose-blog]

Watching the other, Romeo’s heterochromian eyes didn’t hesitate from exploring every single feature of the other. Listening closely, she took another drag of her cigarette before turning slightly, following the others glance. They were now lowsey business partners. Fuck. This woman was no ordinary woman.. infact, Romeo had a hunch that they were alike in ways more then just one. “Yeah..” She blew out the smoke, curls escaping from her nostrils. “Y'know – my business parters.. look quite similar in the muscle department.” She stated, eyebrow risen as she dropped her a hint, glancing over her own shoulder briefly to the band of men and one or two women not too far away. “Oh now that’s just all too inviting..” She stated, glancing back. “How can you say such a thing have expect little old me to hold back in this big bad world?” She whispered, leaning in slightly as she spoke.

She feels a shiver run down her spine under the other woman’s gaze. She taps her cigarette against the ashtray, leaving it there. Long nails tap against the bar as she follows her gaze, taking the opportunity to scoot her stool closer. She understood, nodding with a smirk as she realized what the other woman was. Her lips curled into a wider grin, brushing the other woman’s ankle with her own, leaning over, her arm pressed into her own leg so she was closer. “I don’t,” she murmurs just loud enough for her to hear over the music. She brushes hair away from her face as she pulls back, grabbing her glass and taking another sip before leaning in again. From that close, she could notice her heterochromia, a small smirk dancing across her lips at the sight. 

[missdormerdaily]

[bowmanrose-blog]

“Yeah I get that a lot. Four years in the trenches and all that, bound to put a grim face on me.”

“I’ve been shot up like i was in the war but you don’t see me with a grim look on my face.” 

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Romeo watched the other carefully, corner of her lips pulling into a slight smirk as the other leaned it to light her cigarette. Inhaling, the gangster paused to listen before exhaling her smoke filled lungs with a soft chuckled. “Mm, I like to think of myself as a regular but, I’m a keep out of the lime-light sort of person.” Lies. In her.. occupation; there was no such thing as lack of limelight. “And what is it I call you?” She asked, watching the slight bob of the others cigarette before catching her eyes with a daring grin. “Sweetheart is good with me but, as are formalities.” She  mused before finally moving back from the other. Of course, with privacy – Romeo would’ve had no intentions to do such a thing.. but then again, she liked women much more then society told her she should. And that, would make for horrific consequences.

She blew the smoke out of her nose, a smile forming on her lips. She pulls back, leaning back in the stool. Her crossed leg bounces, her shoe hanging off her toes as she puts the cigarette back in her mouth. “My eyes are usually glued to the stage or my--” she glances at the girls in her booth, laughing with the hired muscle, her gang. “My business partners,” she chuckles, fingers grabbing the neck of the champagne flute before taking a sip. “Now what you call me is up to you, doll.” she blows out more smoke before shrugging. She usually didn’t get a nickname back beyond someone else calling her ‘doll’, so she didn’t know what to tell her. 

[bowmanrose-blog]

“Was I scowling?That’s just my resting face. I guess that’s why they pay me for this job.”

“Hate to tell you this, but that resting face of yours is a bit spooky.”

[bowmanrose-blog]

“Mm, I guess you could say that. It’s an absolute pleasure, Rose.” Queue the smirk, an all too daring one at that as she pulled out her own cigarette, letting it balance between her lips momentarily as she noted the other drawing in closer. “You got a light, sweetheart?”

She already has a new cigarette and her lighter out, and so she lights hers, leaning in so the tip of their cigarettes touched and both were lit. “I haven’t seen you around, or have I not been looking hard enough, doll?” the cigarette balances in the corner of her mouth, bobbing as she speaks.

[bowmanrose-blog]

“I’m sorry ma’am were you talking to me?”

“I’m talking about you without a scowl on that handsome face of yours.”

[bowmanrose-blog]

         “If ya want ‘er address just say so.” It’s more an offhand comment, whispered into an empty glass that still smells faintly of booze than for the woman herself.

"the trick is to let them come to you." her words are murmured with the brim of the crystal glass in her lips.

[bowmanrose-blog]

IF ROSE’S FLIRTING MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE TELL ME SHE’S TRASH AND FLIRTS WITH EVERYONE. (she’s only sincerely flirting with girls tho c;) 

[bowmanrose-blog]

“A new dancer. Georgia is the name, but I’m best known by Peach. Who are you, miss?”

“Oh, yes,” her eyes flicker up and down the other. “I saw your performance, sweet thing, you were incredible. My name’s Rose, doll.”

[bowmanrose-blog]

“Little Romeo Romero.. ma'am.” The gangster smirked as if she was indeed the most innocent creature to ever walked the earth. But infact, it was quite the opposite.

“Well, ain’t you just a doll. You can call me Rose, sweetheart.” She doesn’t bother to sound innocent, leaning closer to the other woman, tapping her cigarette against the ashtray on the table. 

[bowmanrose-blog]

“I’m not sure I follow.”

“Just think about it for a second.”

[kim-wonshiks-blog]

Natalie Dormer for «L'Officiel» IT, 2013

[bowmanrose-blog]

“It’s just a coke, calm down.”

“Wasn’t talking about the drink, doll.”

[gideononwatch-blog]

“I don’t want no trouble like last time, you hear? I don’t want to have to drag you out of a fight or something again.” 

[bowmanrose-blog]

“I keep telling you, that dumb dora had it coming.”

[bowmanrose-blog]

“Well, well, what have we here?”

[vimoradi-deactivated20180806]

“I have a lopsided smile; what can I say? And if that message filters down to some girl looking in the mirror who feels she’s not completely symmetrical, then I am glad to have helped in some small, albeit ridiculous, way.” ♕