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Rose Zeller ([info]_rose_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-08 14:59:00

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

RP: Dinner with a friend
Who: Rose and Rolf
What: Dinner and sharing tales
Where: Rolf’s place
When: 8. September - evening
Rating: SFW


After a weekend of friends and drama and drama between friends and somehow ending up in the middle of all this drama (with no experience to draw upon, mind you), Rose was looking forward to spending an evening with her oldest – and probably closest – friend. She and Rolf had had their drama, but that was 6-7 years ago and it had been of a very different kind, with nothing even remotely resembling romance. Even though he had landed himself in a heap of trouble – and still had the scars to prove it – to protect her, it had taken a bit for her to trust him completely. It had come, though, and before the school year was over, he knew. He just knew, and as one of two people, aside from Vasile, he knew everything that had (and hadn’t) transpired between her and her parents, making him one of the three people she could truly be herself around.

Dressed in her favourite Hebridean Black hide trousers and black tank top under her dark red leather jacket, Rose scaled the stairs to Rolf’s flat with 5 minutes to spare, a bottle of red wine – perfect for spicy food – in her messenger bag, and her latest acquisition on her left hand. She hesitated a moment before she knocked, listening for any signs of the dogs that could all too easily be inside, though when she heard nothing, she went ahead, still hoping that they weren’t there.



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[info]outofthewild
2014-09-15 02:37 am UTC (link)
"Maybe one day next week, whatever is best for you, you could come over and we could go through some yoga or katas and see how it goes," he suggested hopefully. Not only would it be an excellent excuse to have her over, especially in the morning if she wanted, but she wouldn't make fun like people might in a more public venue. While Rolf could and often did laugh at himself, he hated feeling vulnerable. Rose didn't make him feel that way, at least not in the threatened sense.

He smiled fondly and nudged her chin gently with a finger. "There's no rules, Rosie my girl. How about we try for four days, if you can get away for that long. We can do two in some beach and in some town, and two wr can go be geeky in Malia. I'd like to see that too."

Rolf ate heartily as well, glad at least his appetite had made a hearty recovery. "Hail Rose, queen among women," he said, grinning over his wine glass at her. "I'll even feed you grapes. How's that sound?"

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[info]_rose_
2014-09-16 08:09 pm UTC (link)
“Unless I’m called out on a mission before, then I’m free all week,” Rose smiled at him, already looking forward to it. “Just keep in mind, that the only yoga I know is what you’ve taught me, but I can still spot.”

That gentle nudge to her chin had her cheeks heat up slightly, in that way that only Rolf could do when he was being so unbelievably sweet. “If you can get away for four days, then I can too,” she grinned. “You’ll love Malia. Trust me.”

Sipping from her own wine glass, Rose caught Rolf’s gaze over it. “You had me at hail.”

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[info]outofthewild
2014-09-16 09:47 pm UTC (link)
"Let me see if I can get something together quickly. I could always ask grandfather, but if I can find someone else, I'd rather." Of all his family that was older than him, he got along best with his grandfather, though that was something that still was stiff at times. Compared to his parents and his grandmother, though, it was positively congenial. "That's fine. Just so long as I don't always fall on my arse, I'm good," he told her.

Her smile was worth it even if he didn't like Malia, and he truly believed he would. It was an interest they shared, which was a good thing because often if he didn't like something, he didn't like to pay it much mind. That hardly ever happened with Rose though. "I do. I'm not worried."

He laughed softly. "Hail hail hail," he chanted then, grinning at her.

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