return to paradisa

[secondchances]

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[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."

[secondchances]

"Anyone, like you." She grins. "I mean, I'll do it if I must, but I'm really hoping we're not going to be roughing it out in the wilderness."

[assassino]

He isn't thrilled at the idea of being out in the wilderness, either, having generally been a city man, but one must do what one must do. He pats her arm.

"I shall do all the cooking if you do all the sewing, then."

[secondchances]

"Teamwork. See, we'll be playing house in no time."

House. Tent. Cabin? Who knows, but she's not keen on hanging out in an abandoned city or castle.

[assassino]

“Playing?” he repeats, amused. “We will have a lot of fun with that, I think. Where would you like the house to be?”

[secondchances]

Oh, he's taking it literally. That's kinda cute, and Steph laughs as they make their way downstairs.

"Are you saying you're gonna build me a house?"

[assassino]

“Normally I would just spend a fortune commissioning the house of your dreams,” he replies. “But given the circumstances... I will build whatever you please.”

[secondchances]

"Normally," she repeats. Uh huh. "Just as long as there's a roof, I'm good. We can build up to a palace later."

[assassino]

“Yes, normal,” he replies. “Normal for a nobleman from Firenze, of course! You deserve more than a mere roof.”

[secondchances]

"A roof and... four walls? Maybe a door. Yeah, a door would be nice," she teases. "I think I'm going to be the most low maintenance girlfriend you've ever had."

[assassino]

“You will be!” he laughs. “I’m going to be lost, waiting for endless demands for fine dresses and jewels and summer villas and commissioned portraits!”

[secondchances]

"... literally none of that sounds like me."

What would she even do with jewels.