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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-09-27 09:54:00

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character: rolf scamander, character: rose zeller

RP: Swimming Owl, Splashing Wiggle, and Wet Rose
Who: Rose and Rolf, Ant and an owl
What: There’s an owl in the bathtub and then an almost 8-months old Irish Wolfhound
Where: Rolf’s bathroom
When: Sunday September 27, 2005 – late morning
Rating: SFW – for now, potential NSFW: language… but it’s Rose and Rolf, so basically: will update as the thread progresses.

As Rolf had headed down to take care of the animals in the shop this morning, Rose had taken Ant to the park to give him a run and then continue the training she had started with him. He was getting big – huge really – but he was also getting really good at both locating and avoiding the cursed objects she had set up for him. Even better, he was now able to discern when she wanted him to do what. Rose couldn’t be prouder, so after he had successfully completed the round of assignments, she had let him run free which meant that he had happily found and made good use of every single puddle and muddy patch.

Back by Rolf’s building, she had made Ant wait outside, while she had gone upstairs to get the bathtub filled before she had gone to pick up the muddy wiggle. Only, when they had gotten back to the bathroom, there had been an owl swimming lazily around in the filling water. Generally, Rose was pretty unflappable, but this? This was so unexpected and so out of her territory that she had immediately taken to the journal to put words to her surprise. And then it had simply gone from surprise to pure mayhem in a matter of moments: As Ant spotted the owl he had first looked at it, then whimpered to get to it and finally made an impressive leap into the filled bathtub, splashing water everywhere. Anything that wasn’t wet by now was drenched a minute later when the wiggle shook himself, sending water flying everywhere.

Rose stood in the middle of the floor, her wand and quill in one hand and her journal in her other, drenched to the skin as Ant joyfully jumped around in the water while the owl was simply looking up at him, not a hint of intimidation on its little face. Spitting out a drip of dirty water that had gotten in her mouth, she brushed aside a dripping strand of hair that had washed down over her forehead and into her eyes.

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outofthewild
2015-09-27 07:59 am UTC (link)

Rolf had figured based on the journal entry that there would be some mess. Somehow, however, he'd severely underestimated the sheer scope of what a dirty Ant could bring to the game. He should know better, he knew that, but somehow he thought a lot like Rose did -- that Ant was still a wiggle. Even though he was a very large one at this point.

His lips twitched and he very firmly told himself not to laugh, or Rose would curse him. "Well. I see I'm just a little late to the party," he said dryly from the (relative) safety of the doorway.

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_rose_
2015-09-27 08:11 am UTC (link)

“Missed out on the best part,” Rose ground out, her eyes still firmly on the mess in the bathtub. Rolf, however, seemed work that unspoken magic on her that he had since the first time she had met him. Without even trying, everything just eased with the world when he showed up, and suddenly Rose found herself hard at work to not give in to the laughter at the sheer ridiculousness of the whole situation.

“I just wanted to wash him down before I let him in the flat,” she sighed, sending another small sputter of water flying from her lips. “Didn’t even know owls could swim.”

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outofthewild
2015-09-27 08:16 am UTC (link)

His lips twitched again, and again he reminded himself not to laugh.

Do.Not.Laugh.

Gods, she was soaked through. There was water everywhere. EVERYWHERE. He turned his attention to the tub, though, where the little menace of an owl still floated, seemingly quite happily.

"I honestly didn't realize they could either. I've never seen them particularly care for water, other than the occasional bath like any other bird."

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_rose_
2015-09-27 08:24 am UTC (link)

Turning around Rose looked up at Rolf, sending him a cavity- inducingly sweet smile. “Maybe an owl spa should be your next venture,” she suggested, looking him up and down to confirm that yep, he was still every bit as dry as his humour was. That thought sparked an idea that had her look at him, mischief twinkling in her eyes, before she took a couple of steps towards him… and then a leap, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed as close to him as he possibly could. “Can’t let you miss out completely.”

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	outofthewild 2015-09-27 08:29 am UTC (link)
	Rolf had just enough time to realize what she was about to do and brace himself to catch her. He still stumbled back a step, but he was laughing. "Those were clean robes, you know!" he said, mostly protesting just because he knew he ought to. "Thank you so much for including me, you very wet woman, you," he said, still chuckling. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_rose_ 2015-09-27 08:32 am UTC (link)
	Wrapping her legs around Rolf’s narrow hips, Rose looked down into his warm brown eyes. “So were mine. Once,” she grinned and nipped a kiss to his lips. “Besides, you’ve made me wet on so many occasions. Wouldn’t be right if I didn’t return the favour.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

outofthewild
2015-09-27 08:36 am UTC (link)

Rolf gave in to the amusement and snorted softly before he laughed, sagging back against the door jamb for support. "Oh, but that was in the pursuit of fun!" he said with another laugh and perhaps an accidental but on purpose squeeze of her arse.

"Oh well. The robes will survive. Or if they don't, I can throw them in the rag bag." He grinned at her. "I admit, you've outdone yourself on the mess factor in here. I don't think I've ever seen mud on the ceiling before."

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_rose_
2015-09-27 08:51 am UTC (link)

Rose waggled her eyebrows at Rolf when he squeezed her arse, though she still shook her head in sheer incredulity at what had happened. “You’re saying this isn’t fun?” she tutted at him, and slowly lowered her feet back down onto the floor, sliding all the way down his long, lean body.

“Well, there’s a first time for everything,” she chuckled, glancing up at the mud in question. “Hadn’t noticed that,” she admitted and then squeaked when Ant started splashing in the water as if he was trying to generate some sort of energy. Or maybe he was fishing, she wasn’t sure. “Ant!” She shrieked. “No more!”

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outofthewild
2015-09-27 08:54 am UTC (link)

"Mmmm, now that you mention it," Rolf said, winking at her and enjoying every moment she slid down his body and thanked the deities that he was rather tall so there was a lot to slide down. "It is rather fun."

"Ant!" Rolf said, voice firm as he went toward the tub, getting even more wet than Rose had already gotten him. He scooped out the little owl, though it didn't look particularly bothered where it had been floating on the dog-generated waves. "Down, Ant. Sit."

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_rose_
2015-09-27 09:41 am UTC (link)

Immediately Ant sat down with an impressive splash as a result and looked up, first at Rose, then at Rolf. He was panting, but Rose could have sworn he looked more satisfied than he had a right to in this situation. Rose perched on the edge of the bathtub, ready to give Ant his scrub-down, when he shook his head, once again spraying water everywhere, and trying to ward off the water, Rose lost her balance and slid backwards into the bathtub.

Sitting there, sideways in the bathtub with her booted feet dangling over the edge, she first praised Helga that she had at least been considerate enough to make the water temperate rather than cold, and then she looked at Ant. “Really?” she asked him. “It had to be this too?”

Ant thumped his huge tail against the bottom of bathtub, then leaned in and began licking her face. “Ant!” she giggled as his huge tongue lapped over her cheek. “Rolf’s the one who likes that!” Hearing Rolf’s name, Ant bounced out of the bathtub and stood eagerly in front of the tall man who was always willing to cuddle and wrestle with him. His tail was wagging playfully from side to side, spraying water everywhere as Rose bit back a giggle and looked at Rolf. “Sorry?” she tried, though she didn’t sound particularly contrite.

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outofthewild
2015-09-28 12:29 pm UTC (link)

Rolf couldn't help but snicker quietly to himself, trying not to outright laugh at his witch because, well, she was a witch and he very much respected her spell casting abilities. And he didn't want to end up spouting bad poetry or something horrendous.

He grinned at the dog as he looked expectantly at him. "Up here, Ant," Rolf said, patting his shoulders to go through with a trick he'd more recently taught the large puppy. "Godzilla, Ant! Godzilla!" Rolf gripped the dog's scruff. They both snarled almost silently at each other, both fakely fierce, and then Rolf said, "Kisses! Kisses!" and the dog proceeded to bathe his face with his dog enthusiastically. His tail didn't stop wagging during any point in the process. "Good boy, Ant! Good boy! What a good wiggle!" He wooled his face against Ant's enthusiastically before telling the animal to get down now. Rolf clapped. "What a good boy!" He pluck a treat from a slightly damp pocket and fed it to the obedient animal.

"Now, let's pull Rosie out of the bath," he told the dog, approaching his girlfriend, grinning, and he held out his hands to her to help her out. "Up we go, love."

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_rose_
2015-09-29 10:46 am UTC (link)

Rose watched with a fascinated grin as Rolf played with Ant. She had no clue what ‘Godzilla’ meant, but obviously Ant did, and it made her heart swell for both the man and wiggle in front of her. She still had a hard time seeing him as anything but the tiny squirmy thing she had found in that box back in February.

Taking Rolf’s hand, she let him pull her up as she stemmed her calves against the edge until she was standing. The water was running off her, dripping from her clothes, and flowing over the floor to the drain under the sink. “How come I’m wetter than the wiggle?” she smirked. “And dirtier than when I first came back.”

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outofthewild
2015-09-29 12:04 pm UTC (link)

He had to chuckle slightly. "I'm really not sure, but you are. Probably because you can't shake it off as well as he can. Are you all right, though?You didn't hurt yourself as you fell, did you?" he asked, his fingers running up the back of her neck and gently prodding her scalp, checking her for head wounds.

Once he was assured she wasn't too bad off, he smiled at her and leaned in to carefully kiss her. Him playing with Ant reminded him of some training he'd been working on with the dog that he wanted to work with in conjunction with Rose, but he would bring that up later.

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