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Rose Zeller ([info]_rose_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-01-14 23:37:00

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Entry tags:character: dennis creevey, character: rolf scamander, character: rose zeller

Who: Rose and Rolf and open to Dennis (or anybody else with access to Dennis’ and Rose’s flat)
What: It’s that time again: another mission
Where: Rose and Dennis’ flat
When: Wednesday evening
Rating: SFW, for now


As much as Rose hated to leave Rolf – though she loved her work and wasn’t ready to give it up, even for Rolf – she was beginning to feel restless. The last real mission had been more than two months ago and since then it had only been minor items or doing introductory cases with the first-year trainees. Fun, sure, but not as interesting or challenging as the work usually was.

So it was with equal parts dread, relief, and excitement that Rose let in one of Gringott’s owls, and sent it off after she had fed it a treat. “New mission,” she announced, turning back to look at Rolf with a small twist of her lips, because really? As much as she was itching to dive into another case, she really didn’t like being away from him.

“So, let’s see,” she said with a small sigh and sat down in his lap in the big comfy chair. Quickly she scanned the brief and couldn’t help the intrigue when she saw the location and even more so the estimated duration. “It’s going to be a long one,” she told him with a put-on pout, spying the chance to maybe pull his leg a little – and differently from whenever she tried physically pulling his legs out from under him. “We’re talking months.”



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[info]outofthewild
2015-01-27 08:30 am UTC (link)
He had mercy on her after a moment, twining his fingers around hers and ceasing his attempts to tickle her more. "As my lady wishes," he said. "Sparring and arse whipping only." He grinned. His balance was improving, though he still had a ways to go -- but they could spar again now, and they enjoyed it.

His eyebrows raised. "Death list scrapbook?" He asked, wondering if there was something he needed to know. He made a face at Dennis. "You sure didn't mind when I made all that food in my last so called mopey mood," he teased.

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