dark and eyes unforgiving -Bleeding effect showing its signs*
((MAYBE...? SIXTEEN DOESNT KNOW. I DONT KNOW EITHER?))
(( Cesare is looking for his original sword ;; THIS COULD WORK ))
-still searching around, hears someone making quite a ruckus, looking around- Lucrezia, did you hear something?
*her brow furrows slightly* Yes... *walks in the direction of the source of the noise* From over here, I think...
((Did 16 and Luc met? I can't remember OTL))
*suddenly switches his fighting style, to something more silent and more graceful, eyes darting around to look for invisible templars*
((... They've ... seen each other. Never met, I don't think))
(She knows Desmond is hittin that o3o)
-peers around and spots 16 throwing serious blows, but spots his sword in his hands, getting overly excited- Ah - excuse me!
(( Of course she knows Des is hittin' that. XD ))
(( EVERYONE knows Des is hittin' that. ))
*raises an eyebrow as he sees Cesare, his Ezio-brain going full "ENEMY". He straightens himself nonetheless, vigilant*....yes?
((I shall be alternating this with making bombay potatoes, so I may be slow to reply. Just a heads up.))
(( What are bombay potatoes? ))
((DELICIOUS. Basically just boiled potatoes covered in spices. Coriander, cumin, paprika, garlic.... etc. ))
That sword - where... did you find it?
(( ooh, that sounds yummy ))
(( That does sound wicked tasty ))
((....It sounds delicious))
....Why do you care about it?
(ohman that sounds nummy ;3; )
Because that sword is mine, you see? -steps forward, draws his new sword, and turns it, offering the hilt to 16- I would gladly exchange
Really...*looks at the sword as if it was the first time he sees it.* But it is a really nice sword. *lays it flat on one hand while the
hilt is still held by his left hand* I don't know, why don't /you/ keep your new sword?
-already emotions built up from even seeing his old sword, wanting it back so desperately- B-because, that sword was passed down to me; it
means a lot to me. Please, I beg of thee.
(( JUST STAB CESARE AND SAY: HERE IS YOUR SWORD. hahaha dies ))
*his inner Ezio is in glee, really* Oh is it? Who passed it down to you, that awful pope your father is?
My mother's father - my father was nothing but a pathetic being, I have come to terms with that. Now please? -grinding his teeth-
*smirks, and it announces nothing good* Fine, if you want it so bad.
*he stabs Cesare in his stomach in a swift movement* Here is your sword, Messere.
-drops the other sword, hands going around the blade of his old one, falling to his knees, groaning- L-Lucrezia! -starts to drag his own,
damned sword from his body [dumbass], watching the blood fall from his torso-
(( I LOVE HOW BLUNT IT WAS ))
((Wow. What a time for me to come back to this))
*watches with disinterest, taking the other sword in his hand*
((Hello, welcome back, meet 16.))
(( WELCOME BACK, YOUR BRO'S GONNA DIE ))
*I guess Luc was kind of just hanging back, and now rushes to her bro?*
((LUC YOU ARE CURSED TO DO THIS EVERY TIME YOUR BRO DIES IN THIS RP))
-the sword clanging against the ground, hands over his wound, knowing it's deep, looking up at 16- H-how dare you!
*clutches her brother's arm, frantic*
(( HOW DARE YOU. THIS WAS MY BEST SUIT ))
*he flashes a fierce, dangerous grin* You want to know how? Well I will tell you...
*leans in, close to his ear so Lucrezia won't hear* The way you and your family took so many innocent lives in the past, Cesare.
-one hand drops, scrambling to reach his sword, but stops and quickly backhands 16- You are no different! -leans back into Lucrezia, his
body starting to go into shock from lose of blood- (Well this isn't going to be long for him to respawn lol )
*cradles him, her hand covering his wound, as she begins to cry*
(( Then Becca walks by with a box. "Luc slept with Desmond." ))
*his grin fades, he throws at him a dirty look* The only life I have taken is myself's. Your's, as it is now, doesn't count. You have been
((
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Luc.. Lucrezia -looks at her, ignoring 16 now, coughs hard once, blood going down his chin- Luc... I'm sorry you had to see this.. -drops
his hand down to his sword grips the handle, this way he knows he can have it once he comes back- Run - get away from him. I lov-- -coughs,
body starting to go limp, vision darkening- You'll get yours Sixt--..
-AND THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE, dead, starting to glitch-
(BAW ASSHOLE, I WANTED TO GET THAT SWORD BACK))
(( XD I half expect him to shake his fist ))
(( DONT CARE YOU ARE DEAD ))
((CAN WE PLEASE PAUSE THIS FOR ABOUT 15 MINUTES?))
(( I'LL BE BACK. As usual. 8| ))
(( Breakfast, y u so elusive? ))
(( Holy shit, I'm using this as my icon on msn XDDD))
(( Luc: HOLD ON CES. I KNOW YOU ARE DYING. BUT THESE POTATOES ARE MORE THAN DELICIOUS THAN YOU ARE. teeheee ))
(( Potatoes > Ces 8| I'd agree with that ))
((ITS /~BOMBAY~/ POTATOES, CES, YOU CANT BEAT THAT))
(( Dammit, I wish I had bombay potatoes... All I have is oatmeal ;A; ))
(( I KNOW. GOD DAMMIT. >:[ and that's why I'm going to the mall after my laundry dies. BECAUSE CES HAS TO BUY LUC A PRESENT and I want
(( Saying that reminds me of this:
))
(( WHAT IS THIS HAHAHAH))
(( Okay, off to class I bound. Cesamax, I'll prolly text you :3 ))
(WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN GFBNFDKGNDK XDDDDDD)
(( Ok bb! oooo Bekka texts <3 ))
*her eyes are wide as she stares, fixed on Cesare's body as it glitches out of existence. She is breathing heavily, rooted to the spot in
(( D'8 i'm so sorry Luc bb. ALSO - this is my place to leave - laundry is done - time to make it to the mall just before traffic then I'll
((Okay, bye CesaMax ;
)
((Okay! Perfect timing for me to have dinner, anyway. I shall await you eagerly <3))
*looks at the spot for a few seconds, then turns around to walk away like nothing had happened*
(( ;A; I'll be back in a couple <3 Bye guuuyss. -drags Luc into a hug, smothers in kisses- DON'T BE TOO PSYCHO. -hugs all around- !! ))
((BUT DUDE, BRO. MY BRO IS DEAD, BRO.))
*slowly, she moves her gaze to 16's retreating form. She knows Cesare will be back, but it still /hurts so much./ She stands, shakily, then*
*throws herself at 16, screaming in fury and sorrow, her hands clawing at his neck and shoulders*
(Holy shit, I wake up a harpy) W--*he drops the sword, hands going to clench at Lucrezia's and manages to turns himself so he is facing her*
(HAVE YOU READ OUR PLAN FOR 1617 DRAMU?)
((Baaah I wasn't expecting her to physically try to harm him xD))
((Well, she'll attempt it))
((Kind of helpless without a little help from a certain relic~))
*wrenches her hands from his grip and slaps him, hard*
((And yes, I read it! I commented on it, you derp XD))
(I WILL LOOK I DON'T REMEMBER SEEING THAT FKJHNBFDK)
*his eyes widen of surprise. He slowly turns his face back to her, moving his jaw because that /hurt/* Before you do something regrettable
I have to warn you that I won't hit a woman, but it won't stop me to restrain you if you push me to do so.
(sorry plurk didn't show me the update on that one kitty)
*recognising that she wouldn't have much chance against him, she simply stands, her hands balled into fists at her side, as she shakes with*
*anger, tears streaming down her face* /You killed him, you bastardo!/ You expect me to simply sit there?!
No offense, Signorina, but I didn't expect /anything/ from you. You are anger is legitimate, but so is my hatred toward this man.
((Well, no it is not Sixteen, but since you are crazy and thinks that your ancestors memories are yours, you make it so :| ))
((Oh, 16. You so crazy. I love you.))
((also Your*, not You are. /sighs ))
*her anger is slipping, giving way to sorrow. She tries to hold back strangled sobs as she speaks* And what about me? Do you hate me so much
that you would take away the man I love??
Love?...How can you call it /love/ after how much HE had put you through?!
Don't you /dare!/ My brother may not be perfect, but he has been there for me when no one else has! He's shown me more love than anyone
else! More than my mother or father, or my husbands!
((dinner time! I'll be back soon!))
Maybe because your marriage weren't out of /love/! Maybe because they didn't /last/ long enough for your father and brother keep /using/ you
(( +! Okay, Eat weell~!))
/Shut up!/ I know my marriages were to due to politics!
And that is /caring/ maybe?
((...Now I am reading what I am typing with Caterina's voice. /being 16, how to do it wrong))
Don't pretend you know anything about my brother or I. Why does it matter to you? /I love him and now he's gone!/
*through his teeth* Quit whining about your precious brother, he will be back soon enough to set hell out on this time. Like he hadn't done
*slaps him again, snarling* I'll make sure he does! And I'll be by his side the whole way. You deserve nothing less.
*her slaps starts to get on his nerves but he doesn't want to kill anyone else, he feels sick of the blood* Fine. Do as you please. But
don't think I will ever bend to your wishes, "Signorina". *does a mock bow and turns to walk the fuck away from her*
*doesn't follow him. She has a better way of getting revenge in mind. Her anger is rising again, and she is determined* You'll have no
*he takes the sword as he is leaving and stops at her words, his voice sounds almost soft* I know how it feels to have no choice, that is
why I won't let it happen again. *walks away*
*still battling her emotions, she spins on her heel and stalks out of the villa*