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Rolf Scamander (outofthewild) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Rolf smirked, unable to help it. She did innocent and confused much better than he ever could. Rolf was pretty rotten at about 95% of lies. The others he'd developed for protection of himself and others. "Wellll, those plans aren't plots, precisely," he said, grinning over at her. "Those plans are a completely different thing, really."

Rolf chuckled, thumb rubbing back and forth along her thigh. Her fingers were warm on his, leaving behind a pleasant trail of tingles. He took another sip of his green drink, not remembering nor caring what it was called. He couldn't do another charm with her looking right at him, but that was all right -- she was nearly greened up anyway. He had to admit to himself, he was proud of the handiwork thus far. "You have green sparkles in your hair, by the way."