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Rose is a hard worker - and known in Ehqaj primarily for this - but ultimately introverted, quiet and fairly shy, even around her own daughter (to detriment of their relationship). That she demand anything is very out of character of her, and forbidding anything is basically unheard of. She is brimming with care for her daughter and all inhabitants of Ehqaj, and treats strangers in the city as if they had lived there all their lives, warm and welcoming.

Of average build, something about Rose suggests 'wife' even though she lives separated from her once-husband for several years now and has raised Krystal basically on her own.

She has brown, slightly wavey hair, reaching down just the slightest touch past her shoulders, thick and significantly reflective, though not unnaturally so. Her eyes, to contrast, are a sparkling, clear green, full of life and kindness.

She usually wears a white, long-sleeved blouse and a sleeve-less, dark green jacket above this, along with a necklace with a - probably fake - large, teardrop emerald as a pendant. The colours are in tribute to the lesser-known element of her gym: Grass.

• Camphora (Tangela)
• Redwood (Ivysaur)
• Runnel (Quagsire)
• Torrent (Poliwrath)
• Whitewater (Azumarill)

Rose is slightly bitter about the gym circuit setup and distinctly uneasy around Jagdish Tsukinaka, whom she cannot bring herself to trust, but she might understand best just how long he's been in charge of Taqnateh - and how much that implies him to be outright inhuman. She has a deep respect for the legendary Council and pokémon in general, however, and accepts their right to choose Jagdish as their Arbiter.

Collected from Arsaga:

As Nikki opens her eyes, she would see a woman that must be about halfway between her own and her mother's age, with gentle features, and long, brown, wavey hear, clear green eyes, wearing a classically white, buttoned shirt, and a green, sleeveless jacket, with a beautiful green emerald hanging from a thin, silver necklace around her neck. “We weren't expecting anyone, otherwise we would have warned you… the Tyranitars have been a problem for a while now. I'm so sorry.” She looks utterly aghast.

There's a deceptively peaceful sound of rustling clothes, and a moment later, Rose has elegantly abseiled between them, her hands clasped on a pokémon's vine. “Another gym battle?” she asks, fixing Nikki with a scrutinising gaze, head inclined. Interestingly enough, she's not wet, and wearing her formal clothes as usual - it doesn't suit the mountain-climbing pose she has, soles of her feet pushed against the thick glass of the aquarium, nor the light smirk playing on her lips.

Rose lets her gaze travel across Nikki for a moment longer, before she locks her gaze with hers and an analytic expression melts into a benevolent, fond one, without that she lets go of the vine to drop down to their level. “A two on two battle, simultaneous. The arena is the aquarium. Loss by K.O.. Is that acceptable for you?”

Collected from N'Sehla:

Light from the back room becomes a scarce scatter as Rose, dressed in a bathing suit and a mere jacket as she is, reaches the door, seeing the hint of an outline outside. Her keys tinker as she raises them, and a moment later, her fingers push the door aside, revealing a figure of striking energy wrapped in the crinkles of a rain coat, arms wrapped about a rucksack that seems to have been a touch too large to fit under the thin layer of transparent plastic that the coat is made up of. “Mrs. Kaiki, I presume?” The voice is surprisingly driven, touched more by darkness than the landscape surrounding them, almost as if the person contained in that rain coat were oblivious to the rain, the discomfort of carrying a bag like that, and the time of day.

“…that would be me,” she responds, regarding him with slight incredulousness, and a fresh hint of wariness, right foot shifting to take a single step back as if expecting a dagger to leap up and strike her in the gut if she did not, though it's only a fleeting instinct. And then, common sense latching itself back into her mind, a phrase is shaken from her casually: “Why don't you come in?”