[So, here's the thing: it's quiet here. Oh, the environment is perfectly lovely, yes, Rosalind can certainly appreciate that, and she quite enjoys the warmth of the water as she sticks her bare feet in, but really, the main draw? Is that it's empty. She's had more than enough of crowds lately, and so to get to bask in a secluded little spot is bliss.
It's also a bit warm, which is why (being alone) she's conceded to at least removing her jacket and vest. Her boots are off, as are her stockings (which is a bit risque in 1909, but it's not, thank god, 1909), and all in all, Rosalind is enjoying not being quite so dressed up at the moment. She'll be stiff and imposing all day long, but it's nice to have a few minutes in which she doesn't have to be.
Which is why, naturally, someone comes along.
She stiffens at the sound of footsteps, jerking to pull her feet out of the water and shove her skirt back down, but when the figure comes into view--]
Oh. It's you.
[Well. Never mind, then.
That's not a bad it's you. Rather the opposite, in fact: she settles down as she catches sight of him, because there's little point in being fussy. They spent an evening cuddled up together; it's hard to get worked up about mild modesty after that.]
I honestly don't know if I ought to reintroduce myself after that silly hallucination or not.
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It's also a bit warm, which is why (being alone) she's conceded to at least removing her jacket and vest. Her boots are off, as are her stockings (which is a bit risque in 1909, but it's not, thank god, 1909), and all in all, Rosalind is enjoying not being quite so dressed up at the moment. She'll be stiff and imposing all day long, but it's nice to have a few minutes in which she doesn't have to be.
Which is why, naturally, someone comes along.
She stiffens at the sound of footsteps, jerking to pull her feet out of the water and shove her skirt back down, but when the figure comes into view--]
Oh. It's you.
[Well. Never mind, then.
That's not a bad it's you. Rather the opposite, in fact: she settles down as she catches sight of him, because there's little point in being fussy. They spent an evening cuddled up together; it's hard to get worked up about mild modesty after that.]
I honestly don't know if I ought to reintroduce myself after that silly hallucination or not.