return to paradisa

[secondchances]

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[secondchances]

"Until we find out there's some horrible monster lurking around. Don't mind a lack of clothes in bed, though."

But nearby. One must always be prepared for giant insects or vampires or some sort of monster of the week.

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“If we must fight, then I will fight,” he says. She seems nervous. Ezio just feels the slow patient burn he’s always felt — if he can wait more than ten years for his revenge, and nearly that for this girl to return his feelings, then an immortal castle can wait, too.

“I will protect you, too.”

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Her (clean) hand grabs his nose.

"None of that. I don't suddenly need protecting just because I'm your... girlfriend, or whatever."

Just to make it clear.

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He gently tugs her off. These future girls!

“I’m not saying you need it,” he replies, pacifying. “Just that I would, because I care about you.”

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"That was a given. I've known you care about me. Loved me, even. It's just the in love part that came as a surprise--a pleasant one!--but I know you have my back. And I have yours. Especially so now. Can't have you lose your head or get all mangled and mauled now that I make out with you and stuff."

Priorities.

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“I won’t be losing any head, I can assure you that,” Ezio promises her.

And then:

“Besides, I must feed my ego. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t offer to lay down my life for you?”

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Ha ha. Head. Nope, plenty of that around, apparently. Stephanie bites her lip, trying not to laugh.

"It's very chivalrous, thank you," she manages to say sincerely, after a moment of struggle. "Not gonna happen, but thanks."

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He loves hearing her laugh, and he’s happy to dole out the jokes, even if unintended ones.

“You’re welcome,” he says, smiling and closing his eyes. He feels delighted to just listen to her. He could nap, messy as he is. Regrets are for unhappy people.

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"Ezio," she sighs, laughing still as she sees him relax, "Don't fall asleep. C'mon."

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"But it's nice, laying here with you," he replies, not opening his eyes.

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"It'll be better, cleaned up. I'd like the use of my hand." So, unless he's going to fuss, she's going to sit up.

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He groans, largely just for theatrics, and he tugs her in as if he might roll her onto his messy belly, but he lets her go.

“Fine, fine, fine...”

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She squeaks, just a little, and laughs as she's freed.

"You, too."

He's a mess, but he's still nice to look at, sprawled out like that.

"Up and at 'em, champ."

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He groans as he sits up.

“A shower and then back to work, hm?”

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"But it'll be time spent together. Isn't that romantic?"

Not really, if they're going to be traversing a creepy castle, but she can try.

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“Very. I’ve never had a girlfriend who could keep up with me,” he replies with a smirk. Lana’s superpowers aside, anyway.

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"I've always been able to keep up with you," she points out, and then turns to head into his bathroom.

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"Yes, but now you're mine," he says, still sitting there. Ladies first.

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As she cleans up, she laughs.

"Yeah? And really, what's that gonna change?"

[assassino]

"I will no longer attempt to avert my eyes!"

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"You made an attempt, before?"

Nice try, Ezio.

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"On occasion!" Depended on who might be around to see him look, anyway. "You cannot possibly know how many times I looked or didn't look, dolcezza."

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"Except for all the times you were shamelessly obvious," she replies, stepping out of the bathroom with a clean hand a washcloth for him since he's in no rush to stand.

"See, maybe if I was the only one you were checking out, I would have thought there something more serious behind it."

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He takes it from her with a grazie and sets about wiping himself up. He gives her a wry look though; he's not unfamiliar with the song and dance of starting something serious and still getting all those little other girls comments.

"I'm afraid I am not perfect."

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"Definitely not perfect." She smiles and sits next to him. "You'd be insufferable if you were."