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The Deck - Saturday Afternoon
It was sunny out, and the cold felt more like nearly spring to Rose than the middle of winter. And it was sunny out which is what she was really looking for. Sure, it'd be sunny all next week in the Bahamas and maybe she should spend her time packing instead, but the sun now was the point.
She stretched out on one of deck chairs, feeling the sun on her face. She was trying not to think about anything. Definitely not the past few weeks, definitely not wondering how it'd be to go back to living completely nocturnally again once she returned to Lissa, and definitely not what was going to happen with whatever understanding she and Dimitri had reached over the past few days.
Except as happened so often, between not actually doing anything and trying not to think about things, Rose found herself pondering all of them and paying less attention to the warm sun. She so needed to get up and find a distraction.
[OOC: Deck, open, no roof, all that, yes]
She stretched out on one of deck chairs, feeling the sun on her face. She was trying not to think about anything. Definitely not the past few weeks, definitely not wondering how it'd be to go back to living completely nocturnally again once she returned to Lissa, and definitely not what was going to happen with whatever understanding she and Dimitri had reached over the past few days.
Except as happened so often, between not actually doing anything and trying not to think about things, Rose found herself pondering all of them and paying less attention to the warm sun. She so needed to get up and find a distraction.
[OOC: Deck, open, no roof, all that, yes]

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Not that she had him convinced.
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Gross.
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"Fine. I get what you're getting at. No one's dying, I'm all for that, but your picture still sounds messed up from where I'm standing. And your friend out there," he vaguely waved towards town. "He still setting off every instinct in me that says they're bad news."
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