(WHY DID I EVER ASK YOU TO TYPE UP A SNIPPET OF THE HANGING SCENE FROM THE NOVEL FOR ME. WHY.)

(BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO BAW?)

(BUT I MISSED THE TWO INTERACTING SO I THINK IT WAS WORTH IT esrakg)

*is pulled, a bit surprised. But he hugs him back.* Dio, fratello, something wrong?

( ; w ; < 3 )

Just felt the sudden urge to, fratello. Nothing more. /pats him on the back and kisses his cheek.

*smiles, pretty much just happy to have his brother around.* What have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you around as often.

Exploring, sleeping in different places--the usual, eh? And what about you, little brother? /leans back against a wall.

*shrugs* I have helped Lucrezia move to the villa for a short time. Her brother, he is a tyrant. As you and I well know.

-rubs his neck instinctively.- Be careful around her still, brother.

((D: omg, Fed ;3; ))

((HE'S NOT REALLY HATING HER SINCE SHE'S KIND OF A VICTIM TOO, BUT HE'S A LITTLE WARY ;w;

((It was more the rubbing his neck thing ;3; ))

(( OH HI LUC THEN ;w; /hugs)

((/SO MANY HUGS))

*notices his brother's movement and his brows furrow. He doesn't like seeing how deeply he was affected by Cesare.*

Don't worry, I understand. *Though he cannot deny that he, himself, has also been tainted by him.*

((Oh, fuck it. /hugs for Ezio too ;3; ))

((AWW LUC THAAANKS /hug ;3333; ))

(/HUGS EVERYONE. EVEN CESARE.)

...Let us talk of other things. So, how is Cristina?

*looks away.* Ah. She is not exactly pleased with me right now.

Oh? What did you do?

Well, I - Lucrezia offered to rub my back, and Cristina - she sort of - walked in on the action.

there sexual intentions involved, bambino? -stares-

-doesn't really call Ezio "bambino".-

-he's saying it in more of a "if you really got yourself into a situation like that I begin to question your age and wonder if you are

actually a tiny child of some sort."-

*can't meet his brother's stare oh god* Perhaps Lucrezia was kissing my back - but it was all /platonic/! It was /platonic/ kissing!

Platonic kissing? Were you wearing clothes.

She was rubbing my back! Of course I had my shirt off.

Now, the second question. Were you wearing pants?

*finally found something he can answer and not feel bad about it.* Si! I had my pants on.

Either way, your shirt was off. It's over for you, dear fratello. -dramatic hand wave, is just teasing him.

-

*places a hand to his eyes, rubbing them* What am I going to /do/.

Apologize, perhaps? Just a start. Most likely you will have to grovel at her feet.

Si... You are probably right.... *pained expression* I didn't mean to make her so /upset/.

Just be *sincere*, Ezio.

((And make it up to Luc somehow! ;n; ))

((OH HE WILL, HE FEELS LIKE A DAMNED ASSHOLE.))

You think I wouldn't be, fratello?

I think you may try to use some of your moves on her. And usually I commend and encourage that, but she tends to see straight through your

tactics. It'd be smartest just to apologize as much.

*sighs* You're right. Fratello, why do I feel like you always are?

-ruffles his hair.- It's a gift. /slightly smug smile. kanye shrug.