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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Cute. It had been years since she had worn anything that could be described as cute, but cute fit a holiday. Cute fit holding Rolf’s hand as they walked through the streets, lined by white houses and the sun shining down on them. Cute was the perfect match for the light feeling that was settling in her and the way she wanted to breath in deeply simply to take in all of this.

Almost provocatively slowly did Rose unzip her dress, shimmying out of it as she smirked at the impatient Rolf beckoning her – taunting her – from the edge of the water until she was wearing only the fairly simple bikini that had called to her amidst the bright and floral alternatives.

Rose glanced down at Rolf. His scars, although a reminder of something horrible, seemed to have become a natural part of his body though she wished the limp would disappear completely. That limp was what had her hesitate for a moment, however reminding herself that physically Rolf was her superior, by far, had her simply grin before she set off at a sprint towards him. “Says who?” she grinned before she made a leap in a full out attempt of tackling him backwards into the clear water behind him.