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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“I’ll send him your way the next time I see him,” Rose promised with a grin. It had only been towards the end of her fifth year that she had met Dennis at school, but their friendship hadn’t really kicked off until her sixth year – Dennis’ seventh year – after Rolf had finished. One day she Dennis had been her height, someone she could talk to, literally see eye to eye with, and then it seemed that the next day he had grown about as tall as Rolf. It had just always been different with Rolf, always would be different with Rolf, whose friendship was only really equalled by the one she had with Vasile. Then again, those two friendships couldn’t really be compared either, because Rose would never find herself mentioning pampering herself while naked in the bathtub to Vasile… that just seemed wrong in the most wrong way of ways. “Mm, yeah, the bathtub.” Oh how she had used and abused her bathtub since returning from Peru. Some missions just made it that much more difficult to feel completely clean again. “Oh, I’d ruin your business. I’d demand your constant attention which would mean lower service for the customers, spook the animals or well, just be in the way.”

“Aww, you found Claudius a home?” Rose cooed, a little surprised to find something akin to melancholy at the furry beastie finally having found a home. The mention of the odd customer had her draw back a little to look up at Rolf with a confused frown on her brow. “Someone scoping out the competition?” she suggested. It did sound like it was all routine things, but even that was a bit of a novelty to hear about when it came from Rolf. Wasn’t it just bordering on ironic that right around the same time she finished basic training here in London to join a team of Cursebreakers who travelled the world, Rolf would settle into a less nomadic lifestyle just down the street from what would now be her homebase?

Sipping from her wine, Rose spent a couple of moments watching Rolf cook. She had always found his long fingers elegant, but like this they just became a thing of true beauty to watch. “Any plans of travelling soon?” she asked him, drawing her eyes from the hands she so enjoyed capturing on paper to meet his eyes.