"The people must know, I didn't realise this will be an article about me."
She stood there, arms crossed over her chest with a raised brow.
"New bestie, we haven't gotten to that yet more like acquaintances. Though the might be a chance to be friends."
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
Unfortunately, for everyone, there is no toning down Rowan. She's either like this or she's asleep. In several senses, fully shameless and aware of it.
"See? Awesome!" Tongue poked out between lips and she winked briefly. "So, Lara, you gotta tell your new best bestie - when you're not out doing
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
Her face didn't change from her blank expression as she just looked at the other, hands being held.
"Hm, yes it's all fine and dandy."
She didn't use her status to get what she wanted though she could give the other a chance. Maybe if she toned it down a little
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"Okay, okay. Let's just sloooow it down a second, before things get too heated." Rowan reached out, both hands grasping one of Lara's.
"You and me... we are, like, SUPER same, y'know? Both really rich, hella cool baddies n all. So, we should be getting along, right? Right! You're sorry, I'm less
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
She rolled her hazel orbs, only imagine how much more loud she could be after said shots.
"I'm sure you are /bestie/...
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"That IS super pretty, NGL." Rowan leaned in to gaze wide eyed at Lara's pendant before quickly straightening back up and pointing an accusatory finger.
"But ex-CUSE YOU, okay? Because I will have-you-know, bestie, that I am even MORE awesome after doing shots!" Undoubtedly louder along with it.
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
She'd hold back from any frustration.
"My father was a great archaeologist and when I was younger he'd take me to some of his dig site. I remember finding this a you girl in my pyjamas."
Lara was referring to the jade pendant hung around her neck.
"That spark my joy for archaeology."
_
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"Oh." Suddenly, brow furrowed and face scrunched in distaste.
"You were SERIOUS about the tomb raiding, archaeology, being gross and sweaty in some hole thing? No, thank you! Only thing I'd be interested in uncovering is where the nearest bar is for some shots, WOO~!"
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
"I've been to my fair share of galas and red carpet events, they're not my style. I'd rather be out there on some grand adventure discovering ancient artifacts and uncovering lost history."
She spoke with a passion as she preferred the freedom of the outdoors.
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"Oh, girlypop, preaching to choir with that first part. My dad is a Junior Cultural Whatever at a foreign embassy. Some country with a... T or something?" Agitated sigh. One of those types of rich girl.
"I don't even know, y'know? Nobody understands how HARD it is," she whined. "Always some gala
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
"Old habits, I suppose that's comes with the upbringing of a wealthy man."
She was hier to her father's wealth after all but she'd rather up hold his legacy by discovering and preserving history.
"I get that alot with being British, my accent can be quite strong especially around others."
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"Damn, girl...! Super-duper hot and polite on top of that?" Eyes lit up with falsified over excitement as her hands raised in finger-frame that captured Lara's face.
"You would be CRUSHING IT on Tinder, like, foreal. And that accent, too?! I need a GPS to put you in, as soon as ASAP!"
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
The archaeologist nodded along as the blonde spoke, watching her vague gestures and mixed tones as she emphasised certain words.
"Excuse me, where are my manners. I'm Lara Croft, professional archaeologist and tomb raider. A pleasure I'm sure."
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
"I mean, I'm sure people DO know. But, like, WE haven't met before now and that is just so--" Somehow an expression between a squint and a grimace, with a vague hand gesture.
"Y'know what I mean? Anyway, HI~! Rowan Bell. It is super. nice. meeting you!" An alias she used, a life she lived before.
Sᴛᴀᴄᴇʏ Sᴜᴛᴛᴏɴ
"Unfamiliar, I thought people around the world knew who I was. Especially after appearing in newspapers and magazines."
𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫
@croftraidingtombs.bsky.social
"No. Freaking. Way. This is, like, cuh-razy. First unfamiliar face I've seen in hours and she's a complete snacky-snack! Is this my day or is this MY day?"
She turned on the act with practiced ease, projecting vapid and flighty with no effort necessary for a sell.
