return to paradisa

[secondchances]

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[assassino]

He grins at her. Is it a trap to argue one way or another?

"You can dress however you like, dolcezza," he replies, lacing up his pants. "But then again, you do not blend in nearly as well as I can."

[secondchances]

"Blend into what? Who are we blending... from?" She huffs, playfully, finding her underthings.

[assassino]

"Even supposing we are alone, I think I blend into a castle a little better than you!" he laughs. "Unless Gotham has any villages I have not heard about..."

He leans back into the bed to grab her sports bra and toss it her way.

[secondchances]

No more tits for now. Away they go, and Steph is a little sad about it herself.

"You've always blended into a castle more than me. Just 'cause they're old timey, and so are you. Like peas in a pod."

[assassino]

Until we meet again, Stephanie's breasts.

"You could always wear more leather and less..." A vague gesture at her suit. "Whatever that is."

[secondchances]

"Oh, if only I could wish things up. First would be condoms, next would be leather," she says with a roll of her eyes.

"... I mean, I'm gonna need more clothes, anyway. It's gonna be a problem eventually."

[assassino]

"I am quite sure there are leather goods and more clothing in the town," Ezio replies, amused. "But I doubt there are any craftsmen for condoms. At least not the kind you like best."

[secondchances]

"That's the most depressing thing you've ever said."

Sighing, and entirely covered, she collects her boots. How is one under the bed? A mystery, but at least she finds it.

[assassino]

Ezio fetches his doublet from the closet.

"I think you are taking this a little hard, dolcezza," he says. "People in my time get by without, and without too much trouble at that."

[secondchances]

"So you say," she sighs. "But that's something to sulk over later, I guess."

[assassino]

"So I know!"

He buttons up his doublet, still watching her.

"You'll see!"

[secondchances]

"When does that ever turn out well? You'll see," she says, mimicking his accent.

[assassino]

Ezio shakes his head, smiling.

"You think I'm wrong? You will see, Stephanie, and then you'll be too content to ever leave our bed."

[secondchances]

Steph pulls on her gloves, giving him yet another look.

"I'd be content to stay in bed anyway, you know. If there weren't more pressing matters."

[assassino]

He chuckles, even a little sheepishly. Alright –– the lines just don't work the same when you already have them. He has to try a little hard. Getting back into that frame of mind is always tricky.

"It's not a very big castle; I'm sure we can sweep it in an evening, and the city in a couple days."

[secondchances]

She nods. "And like I said, sticking together. We had our fun, but it could still be dangerous out there."

[assassino]

He buckles on his belt and then fits his hidden blade to his wrist. On a second thought, he fetches the gun attachment from his wardrobe as well, buckling that on overtop. You never know, and all.

"If we haven't seen anything yet, I'm reluctant to believe there'll be anything in the castle itself."

[secondchances]

"Then maybe we should head outside, after we check the kitchen."

And maybe she likes this geared up Ezio, too. She looks him over, feeling like she hasn't seen this in a long time.

[assassino]

"Va bene, that works for me," he replies.

He pulls up his hood and flashes her a smile that looks remarkably more menacing without those big brown eyes to match, and he slots his sword into his sword belt.

[secondchances]

Meanacing, but hot. Steph keeps the cowl off, gives him a thumbs up, and heads to the door.

There, her stomach gurgles louder than it once did.

"Ugh, that one actually hurt."

[assassino]

"We'll find some food," he replies. He's hungry too, but he'll think about that later. "If there's nothing to be found, I will shoot down a deer or something."

[secondchances]

She grabs his arm, clinging quite dramatically. You signed up for this, Ezio.

"Oh, how romantic," she teases. "And manly!"

[assassino]

He chuckles. That does feel kinda nice, actually, and he lays a hand over hers.

"And I'm sure you will put your feminine charms to use in cooking it, will you not?"

[secondchances]

"That's all you, darling," she says. "So let's hope there's some pizza pockets in the kitchen."

[assassino]

For a moment, Ezio doesn't remember what pizza is, much less a pizza pocket.

"How hard can it be?" he says. "Anyone could cook meat, I'm sure."