Rolf. (rscamander) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-09-23 11:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - september, john dawlish, rolf scamander |
Who Rolf and John
What FUCK YEAH! OKTOBERFEST!
When Friday, Late Afternoon
Where Scamander Residenz; Munich Germany
Status Closed/Incomplete
Rating ???
After his lovely evening with Kenna, it was back to London to pack together a few things for he and John and then off to Munich for an extended weekend in Germany. Most of the way was travelled by Portkey, which brought them to Germany and from there Rolf called for a taxi to take them to his estate.
Rolf actually didn't mind muggles in the service industry, but much like he had been with the waiter at the restaurant where he'd taken John for dinner, Rolf was simply different around them. (Worse, perhaps, here, because his German was so much sharper and colder than his English). It wasn't even something he was entirely aware of or it might have been behaviour he would have attempted to correct for John's benefit.
The crawl of beige taxi up the driveway to Rolf's home was a slow one, as if the driver was intimidated when they passed the large cast iron gates. The driver had scratched the back of his head a little, while they opened, and wondered why he'd never noticed the gate, the lane or the massive home at the end of it. He'd lived in Munich for the past seven years, and couldn't believe he'd never so much as glanced in the manor's direction. Strange.
They pulled up to the front, and Rolf was out of the car before the wheels had even stopped. He paid the driver dismissively, and then added a few more Euros tip after a glance in Dawlish's direction. Scamander went around to the back of the cab to pull out their bags. He stood there, on the spot, his eyes taking in the front of the massive building. He had a stupid, comfortable smile on his face and then he turned to look at John.
"It is good to be home."