-wandering down an alley, rubbing his hands together, his shoulders hunched up- Where is she...? -just looking like.. well... a regular
doctor- (Bekka get to thief in here. may be slow to reply. out right now but this is for yoooou)
*standing on one of those horizontal metal lamp posts that juts out from the wall, looking down into the alleyway at Malfatto*
-spots a shadow, looks up a the roof- Hmm. I wonder if that's her. -mumbles to himself, and starts to climb the wall with ease towards her,
even in his bulky garb-
(( I'd like to imagine all the multiplayer templars are pretty similar, yeah? haha ))
*takes two steps along the lamp post, moving onto the tiles of the roof and watching Malfatto with a cocked eyebrow*
-climbs up and looks around, realizing he's on the opposite building from her, and simply waves- Oh. Hello there.
*nods, idly twirling her scissor blade (which magically appeared in her hand, lol) around her finger* Salve, signore.
I am hoping you are the quirky, blonde headed thief Maestro Borgia was talking about. -looking her up and down under his mask-
*stops twirling the blade, walking back onto the lamp post to hop over to the roof Malfatto is standing on* And if I am?
-holds up a hand, waving a single finger- And before you try to steal, I can poison you just as easily as you can take from me. -breaks out
into a joyous laugh- Cesare was interested in you working... /with/ him. -emphasis the "with", for he avoids working "for" him-
Hmm. Really now? *takes a few steps in her usual vulture-circling-prey pattern, scrutinizing the dottore before speaking, somewhat to*
*hersellf* What happened to me being untrustworthy, I wonder...
He is very impressed with how you can steal - and he heard from his sister how cunning you can be in battle. You will be granted anything
you'd like, as long as you can pledge your loyalty towards the Borgias. You will be well renowned, and taken care of. -presses hands
together, wiggling his fingers against themselves-
*Thinks it over, absent-mindedly scratching her chin. Generally speaking her only allegiance is to herself, but the pros of siding with*
*Cesare seem to outweigh the cons in this instance. Naturally though, being an opportunist, the moment a better offer is presented, she'll*
*probably jump off the boat and onto another, but being loyal to someone other than her own whims could be interesting*
*She steps forward to stand just out of arm's reach of Malfatto, looking him up and down before her mouth quirks up into a crooked smile*
*her eyes glinting with a mix of delight and madness* Bene, I think this is most agreeable.
-claps his hands together- Oh joyous! He will be most pleased. -adjusts his mask a bit, before taking a small bow, his feet planted on the
roof tiles with ease- I am Malfatto.
*steps one foot back to drop into a low, flamboyant bow, arms sweeping out wide as she does so* Faustina Collari.
I pray we get the chance to work together... -cackles softly, starting to hunch over a bit- You'll get to meet my partner sometime soon,
hopefully. His name is Il Lupo. And there is another girl.. Caha.
There are others, but they are off doing their own things.
*nods and resumes twirling her scissor blade around her finger* Obviously they do not know where the party is. *smirks, excited a bit*
True! -throws his hands up in joy, then turns around on one foot, watching her carefully- There will be plenty of time to-- -his voice cuts
off as he spots a group of courtesans down below, his hands trembling-
*raises a quizzical eyebrow, following his gaze down to the courtesans* Something the matter, Signore?
Ah, well. You see. -goes to the edge of the roofing, kneeling- I can see Cesare wanted you for your thievery and battle skills - but...
-turns his head to look over his shoulder up at her- I was hired, not for being a doctor, but to cleanse this world.
*looks at Malfatto, then down at the courtesans. She shifts her gaze from them to all the other people in the area, mostly beggars*
*and lepers since I guess this is a rather poor area they're in or whatever. She sneers a little bit feeling mostly disgust and only a*
*sliver of pity. Not enough to care about the people themselves, of course* You've got your work cut out for you, it would seem.
I have no reasoning to back up my c-craving to kill such vile creatures, or.. anyone really. I feel no remorse. -jumps down silently,
landing behind the group, tugging one girl back down the alley, hand over her mouth, his syringe quickly connecting to her neck-
(( Have you been informed or seen what Malfatto looks under his mask, darling? WHOKNOWS. Maybe Faust will see it hahah ))
(( I haven't been informed or seen <.< Is it magnificent? ))
*watches passively from the roof, moving to stand on one of those silly renaissance power lines or whatever they are to get a better view*
(( 8) let me grace your eyeballs )
Malfatto
shares
Malfatto
shares
(( and his eyes are:
Malfatto
shares
Malfatto
shares
(( And yet no one has asked why yet. KEKEKE. I love it. ))
-holding her as she squirms and tries to swat at him, throwing her to the group, kneeling beside her- Don't worry. It'll all end soon
enough. -watches her eyes dilate and her veins appear a bit more visible due to the poison-
(( ...wow....that really IS magnificent... Why are his eyes like that? ))
(( 8) Well isn't that something to ask Malfatto himself, hmm? 8) I was trying to go with an older, but still young 30-40ish look. not a
typical older doctor. AND THANKS. Jay helped chose his look : D ))
(( Nicely done indeed! Maybe if Faust is one of the few to see his face, she'll be extremely cavalier about asking him about his eyes ))
(( F: *leaning close and looking at his eyes with blatant curiosity* Interesting eyes you have there, Signore. Why are they like that? ))
(( I would say steal his mask, but he might hit her with a mild tranq. pfff haha. And thanks! ;; <3 ))
(( Yeah, I don't know that stealing his mask would be something for her to attempt just yet XD ))
(( Should one courtesan try to escape and Faust stop her? ))
(( Pffhahaha. M: I will answer when I am ready. ))
-lets the girl die, before hoping onto the wall, jumping back to the opposing one, crawling back onto the roof- One shall do.
*watches the hysteric reactions of the other courtesans, shaking her head* Those fools.
-turns towards Faustina, grinning under his mask like a child being praised for his work- They don't know the real meaning of life.
(( An insane doctor and a slighty-mad opportunist. Oh my ))
(( Then the torturing prowler and an attention, seeking, indifferent street performer. I love the templar group <3 Such nut jobs ))
*drags her gaze away from the courtesans, fixing it on Malfatto. Her eyes hold the smirk that her mouth doesn't convey* And do you, Messere?
(( minus the comma from attention and seeking hurrrr ))
(( Yep, they're all certifiable! ))
(( gonna go shower, be back in a bit ))
Of course I do not - that is why I take lives. -perfect opportunity for his mask to be off to show them eyes, but c'est la vie of Malfatto-
(( kk bb <3 ))
*the smirk extends from her eyes to her lips now, satisfied with his answer. She walks along the power line thing, stepping off onto the*
*roof he's on* Tell me...Malfatto? *she says it as though confirming his name, nodding when she feels it's right and continuing* Why do
dottore wear those masks? ((apparently dottore is both singular and plural? ))
This mask? Well, we, or they, or them, whomever, when wearing this, would store strong herbs and spices to neutralize the smell of death,
but for me, I do not store any of the such - but welcome the scent of death. -brings his hand up, shifting his mask a tidbit-
for I* welcome, not but welcome :B
I see... so then... *takes a few steps towards him* Is yours simply to conceal your identity? *her fingers twitch with the urge to take the*
*mask; her curiosity begging to see what's underneath*
I guess you could say that. -standing there, his hand holding his other hand behind his back, watching her carefully- Maybe I enjoy it.
*takes another step forward, licking her lips* Do you?
-tilts his head back, pointing the "beak" up at the sky- Si. I guess those might be the reasons. I could be horribly scarred, burned. Just
maybe, THIS could be my actual face.
*as he is looking up to the sky, she takes a few silent steps to stand a mere hand's length away from him, trying to resist the urge to*
*simply remove his mask, her eyes probably taking on a curious and predatory gleam* But is it?
-looks back down at her, resting his "beak" on her shoulder- I don't know what I look like, or how to lay judgement on myself. -voice
drops to a mumble- Everyone is always so curious.
-adds in, that he closes his eyes just in case she tugs it off 8|-
(THAT IMAGE IS CUTE.)
(( HAY IT'S CEILING...er... SKY FEDERICO ))
( HI JAY BB )
(I'm on the rooftops, watching dem Templars.)
*tilts her head to the side, starting to raise her hand, fingers twitching a bit with impatience* Can you blame them?
*staring at the mask intently*
(( Should...should she just...do it? *bites nails* ))
(( Hahahah. That's up to you. I'm not giving any hints to what to do or not to do. ))
(( How is it attached to his face, anyway? ))
(( A simple cord, it can be tugged up. it'll cause his hood/mask thing to be pushed back as well, showing his hair since th cord is under it
*Her eyes flicker downwards to look at his hands as she puts a hand to his mask, watching for any movement towards a syringe*
((Caha just did it, while he was eating. /nudges Faust. GIVE IN.))
(( She will, she's just being cautious! She doesn't want to end up poisoned! ))
-simply standing still, not really making a move. not even a stealth move-
*biting her lip, and still keeping an eye on his hands, she gently pushes the mask up to reveal his face*
-his eyes closed, a calm expression on his face. He feels his hat drift off of his head and swoop down to the alley, his hood being tugged
back as a mess of dark brown hair flow out. his beyond five-o-clock shadow grown out some, humming quietly-
(( AND THEN IT IS REVEALED THAT MALFATTO IS FAUSTINA'S DEAD BROTHER DUN DUN DUNNNNN ))
(/TONGUE EXTENDS FROM ROOFTOPS AND LICKS HIS STUBBLE.)
(JNEMDKNKS)
(( @ BEKKA - GASP OMG. haha that would be ~AMAZING~ ; @ Jay - HOW DOES IT FEEL BABY ))
(( Hahahaha! That would be so messed up XD ))
(( C8 STOP GETTING ME ALL PUMPED UP HAHA ))
(( DUDE, JUST SAY THE WORD AND I'LL MAKE THAT HAPPEN. <.< ))
(( I COULD PLAY THIS EITHER WAY ))
(LIKE A SAND DUNE.)
(( I'M ASKING BF FOR SECOND OPINION EVEN THOUGH HE'LL BE ALL 8| -plays pokemon- yeah sure cool ))
(( John: Yeah sure cool ))
(( LOL ))
(that moment when you see a couple being adorable and then realizing they're both biologically female and squeeing forever.)
(( IT'S UP TO YOU BABE. I'M COOL EITHER WAY. ))
(( C: ! ))
(( HAHAHA ))
(( Your bf is rad ))
(( but not helpful ))
(( HE CAN LOOK LIKE HIM - MAYBE, AS THEY GO ALONG, IT COULD OR COULD NOT BE AND THEY HAVE A STRANGE RELATIONSHIP OOO ))
(( PFF thanks. I totally know. He's into his pokemans. -was going to play that, waiting for the DLC, but here I am on Pluuurk ))
You look...familiar... *she holds the mask loosely in one hand, bringing the other up as though to touch his face, but stopping herself*
((This is beautiful.))
-opens his black eyes, looking up at her- Familiar? -stands up straight, keeping a focus on her, not doing anything despite her taking his
cover away from him-
(( KITTY! *glomp* ))
(( Darling <3 ))
((Hello, loves <3))
*leans forward to what some might think of as an uncomfortably close proximity, scrutinizing his features, discerning them to be just*
*dissimilar enough to not be who she thinks him to be, though still similar enough to make her falter*
You look like someone I used to know, Signore. *looks at his eyes, furrowing her brow and tilting her head to the side*
*quietly, somewhat mesmerized* Those are some interesting eyes...
-simply blinks, a small smile making his face look gentle for a crazed loon- Who knows, I might be that person. -clicks his tongue, ignoring
her comment on his eyes-
*narrows her eyes slightly, bringing her scissor blade up to hold it before his eyes (just showing it to him, not pointing at him)*
Does this mean anything to you, Signore?
((Guys, can I just say I love you for this?))
(( ;u; <3 ))
-his eyes are still on her, slowly moving towards the half of the scissor blade, his expression stayed the same before taking back his mask
(( 8D ))
slowly, placing it back over his face, looking back up at the sky, his expression melting into an absolutely distressed look, but
thanks mask for hiding it- Ah. No.
(( OH SNAP. OH SNAAAAAP ))
(( OH MAH GAWD ))
(( -grabs your hands, squeels, jumping up and down- ))
*the intensity of her expression fades and is replaced with a look of disappointment and sadness. She quickly replaces the expression with*
*her normal plaintive and quirky face, tucking the blade back into her belt after twirling on her finger* Then you are not him.
(( OH GOD. YOU SHOULD END UP STEALING ONE OF HIS POUCHES AND THE OTHER SCISSOR BLADE IS IN THERE OH GOD. ))
(( EDTUIFCYOUGIPHBOJNIDTXYCFKLBHK:ATYULGBKHJ ))
(( OH MY GOD YES ))
(( *FLAIL* ))
(( -DOUBLE FLAIL- ))
(( *TRIPLE FLAIL* ))
(( -PLUS ONE- ))
Ah.. well. I must get going. I need to inform Cesare of your decision. (THIS DOESN'T MEAN THE END OF THE RP OF COURSE. STEAL THAT SHIT)
-walks past her, about to hop over to the next roof-
*nods* Va bene. I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on. *brushes past him, walking down the length of the roof*
((OH SO SLY. BRUSHING PAST HIM))
-hops over quickly, not another word coming from him, knowing quite well she stole something from him, leaping quickly over to the next roof
. As soon as he was out of her sight, he reached around to grab his medicine pouch, but noticed that she stole his medical tool pouch, which
(( I'm gonna have to leave because I have to meet with my new advisor at the school, but I'll be back! ))
also contained the other half to hers, slightly panicing- Cazzo! -takes off in a full sprint, kind of in an odd panic-
*walks in the opposite direction, climbing up onto a higher roof and sitting against a chimney, pulling out the pouch she had taken*
Let's see what the good dottore is hiding from me... *opens the pouch and pours the contents out onto her hand*
-diving from roof to roof, side bar to side bar, then drops down to his quiet, hole-in-the-wall place he stays at, slipping inside-
(( OH. OH GOD. IDEA ))
(( Malfatto /IS/ her brother, but lies about it, and says he KILLED her brother - nah, she would be too smart for that since he'll look
similar to her old brother 8| hahah YOU SUCK AT LYING MALFATTO ))
(( OH MAN, THAT WOULD BE...WOAH ))
(( But he does look just dissimilar enough to not be her brother, so... ))
(( BUT I WANT IT TO BE SUCH A FUCKED UP UNION/RELATIONSHIP. Like: R U MY BROTHER? NO. KILLED HIM. UGH. I HATE YOU. BUT. LOVE YOU - BUT OH
GOD YOU REALLY ARE MY BROTHER - WHAT HAVE I DONE WITH YOU OH GOD ))
(( HAHAHAHAHAHA ))
(( Yeah, pretty fucked up. ANYWAY. STOP BEING AWESOME SO I CAN LEAVE AND THEN COME BACK ))
(( -turns awesome off, stares at a wall- ))
(( fifteen minutes early, woo ))
*stares at the objects in her hand, her focus primarily on a piece of metal with a sharp edge tapering to a point and a loop at the other*
(( -turns on awesome, but in Cesare form- My other browser is being a bitch, you mind I'm on this account? ))
*end. The other objects are simple phials, containing various coloured liquids. The metal of the scissor blade klinks against the glass*
*phials musically as her hand shakes slightly*
(( I don't mind, but I'm going to have to flit away in about ten minutes ))
((and then I'm going to be driving to the store before driving home, so... <.< yeah ))
(( WE SHALL SQUEEZE WHAT WE CAN ))
-forgot about his damn hat, rips off his mask and hood, throwing it to the dingy floor, tearing his gloves from his hands, pacing around the
room, his heart beating faster than it has in years- Cazzo.. cazzo, cazzo, cazzo cazzo!
(( I'M GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE COMPUTER LAB ))
*standing up, she puts the vials back in the pouch, staring at the scissor blade a little longer before putting it back as well, tying the*
(( I'm grinning ... AT HOME IN MY UNDERWEAR. Yours is better 8L <3 because people would be all 8| at you ))
*pouch to her belt. She walks back to the alleyway where Malfatto killed the courtesan. Peering down into the alley, she sees his hat. She *
*Climbs down into the alley, picking up the hat and dusting it off before climbing back up to the rooftop and heading in the direction*
*Malfatto left in, her pace relaxed, her gait casual.*
-starting to just throw off his doctor gear, whooooa, and climbs into regular clothes, trying to push his hair back, continuing to pace,
wondering what the hell he should do, or to just stay still in his cubby hole of a shack-
*looks around, unable to discern where the dottore actually went. She kicks at a terracotta tile in frustration, dislodging it and making*
*it fall to the street below, where it shatters*
*she sits on the roof, resting her chin in her hand and grinding her teeth*
((okay, gotta go! Be back in a while~! ))
(( OK BOO. I'll be up late, so we can continue then! ))
(( back for a little bit XD ))
(( YESS ))
-stares at the door, pacing, itching to just go out for a walk, a bit nervous to leave-
*looks at the hat in her other hand, frowning. Something felt off about that dottore...If he truly was her brother, he wasn't the*
*brother she remembered.*
-trying to count how many years it had been since he got caught, left in the arms of death, and was made to think he truly had died-
10 years... has it been that long? -shoves his hands into his pant pockets- Faustina..
(( *FLAILS* ))
(( 8DDDDDDD ))
(( *SQUEALING* ))
(( Oh geez you are so fuckin' cute. ;; You sound so excited, and I'm excited and it's a giant excitement party! ))
(( I AM SO FUCKIN' EXCITED, ADOLF IS STARING AT ME LIKE WTF DOOD ))
(( HAHA. My cat is in the other room being apathetic to my giggles ))
(( What would Faustina's brother's name be??? ))
(( OH MY. I need your help on that one. Since "Malfatto" is the only name he has, no last name, indicating it's already a cover up name even
in the game ))
(( well yeah, malfatto means...misdemeanour or something ))
(( HMMM.... ))
(( HANNIBAL PFFF HAHA ))
(( I'm feeling a[n] H name though. 8| ))
(( I can only find ONE Italian H name... ))
(( Yeah? ))
(( Hieronomo 
))
))
(( HAHA ))
(( I'll keep looking ))
(( Raffaele "god heals/healed by god" HAHA OH IRONY. ))
((I LIKE THAT ONE.))
(( Hahaha! I was just looking at Achille ))
(( "he who embodies the grief of the people." ))
(( but I do like Raffaele... despite the immediate Ninja Turtles reference in my brain ))
(( Hahha I know right - I like it too. LETS DO THAT ))
(( OKAY ))
((\o/))
Ten years... *said to herself, her voice suddenly sounding foreign to her ears as she pulled out her scissor blade, looking at it but not*
*actually seeing it*
-throws the door open, feeling a crazy whirlwind mix of emotions, trying to understand what it almost feels to be human again- Mio dio...
(( The door to the outside, yes? ))
( sorry. internet is so fucking slow thanks to the AC DLC )
(( *flails* I still can't get it, it says it's "coming soon" ))
(( yes <3 ))
*jumps to her feet as a door is thrown open what sounds like one street away. She leaps across to the other building, crouching when*
*she lands and sneaking across the tile to see where the door was opened*
-standing outside of the open door, biting roughly on his bottom lip, turns around and goes back in, before just stepping back out, closing
(( AHA! IT'S FINALLY ON PSN! *downloads with passion* ))
the door and walks with giant steps, going down different alley ways-
*follows silently, creeping along the rooftops and power lines*
(( in my head: *singing* Hide yo kids, kide yo wife~ hide yo kids, hide yo wife~ ))
-stops in his tracks, turning quickly and looking directly up at her without blinking. HIs black eyes look bigger from afar, but his stern
expression stays planted as he stands below her-
*stands upright on the powerline over him, extending her arm to hold his hat directly over his head before dropping it*
-catches it, still looking at her, not knowing what to say, not moving an inch from his spot-
*steps backwards off the powerline, landing in a crouch before him. She stands, looking at him with an unreadable expression*
(( OH THE TENSION ))
-starts to prowl over to the side, almost as if trying to circle her. It had been ten years since he had been outside in his raw state. Ten
years since he got poisoned, corrupted and had gone mad. But little by little, he felt the whirlwind emotions tear up his already fucked up
insides, watching her carefully, trying to grasp onto some humanistic feeling-
*silently unties the pouch from her belt, holding it loosely in her hand, though the klinking of metal against glass could be heard from*
*inside the pouch since her hand was shaking a bit* I'm sure you know what's in here, Signore... *tosses the pouch from hand to hand*
My working tools, si. -walks around behind her, watching her with a cautious expression before standing once more in front of her-
Mm.. *nods, opening the pouch and pulling out the scissor blade, twirling it around her finger* And what is this /tool/ for?
Cutting hair, strings off my clothes, picking food from my teeth. -speaking in his usual "Malfatto" tone-
Really, now...? Hm...Strange... *pulls out her own scissor blade, comparing the two side by side, the pouch dangling by its drawstring from*
*her pinky*
-slips a hand into his back pocket, pulling out a small syringe, keeping it quietly, yet openly to his side- I need that back now.
*eyes flicker from the blades in her hands to the syringe, and finally up to Malfatto's face* I'm afraid you're just going to have to take
it from me...*quietly* fratello.
-drops his head, along with the syringe, watching it roll to the side- W-why should I have to take it from someone who left me to DIE?!
-voice cracks the air loudly, his body visibly shaking-
(( -SITS ON EDGE OF THE SEAT- ))
(( AAAAAHH MY CREYS ))
(( also...insanity runs in the family >.> ))
(( IMA say he's in his 30's 8| - but not too much older than her ))
(( Yeah, and she's probably in her late-ish 20's ))
*forms fists around the scissor blades, disregarding the pain of the metal cutting into her hands. She presses the heels of her fisted*
(( -laughs in hysterics from excitement- D': ))
*hands to her forehead, covering her eyes and hunching her shoulders, her whole body shaking. Gritting her teeth, her lips curl into a*
*twisted smile, a laugh forcing its way from her throat and hanging in the air, soon shifting from a laugh to a broken sob.*
-standing his ground, looking at her. Inside he hurts, wanting to go to her, and yet, such anger keeps him planted still, a knot tying his
*quietly sobbing* mi dispiace...mi dispiace...mi dispiace...
throat to silence, while his black eyes focus on her, watching her, cry and apologize-
(( GOD. DAMMIT. -tries shoving Malfatto there- WHAT IS GOING ON YOU TWO. OH GOD. OH GOD. -SOBBING- ))
(( *squealing to keep from screaming* SRXTDUYFCKGLUVBKHLAM ))
(( OH MY GOD THIS ))
(( SO. S-SO INTENSE! THIS THIS THIIIIIS ))
(( *CLING* DUUUUUUDE ))
(( -CLING- THIS IS AMAZING. I'M GLAD WE DID THIS. ))
(( OH MAN ME TOOOOOOOO WEEEEHHH ))
Y-your apologizes don't feign me. -takes a step forward, shattering the syringe under his boot, Malfatto's eyebrows furrowing together-
I bet you've even forgotten my name. I mean, you so carelessly broke our promise we made to one another.
I was never closer to anyone but you. Our family - non existent, but each other!
*her shaking and sobbing stops suddenly, and she opens her hands, the blades hanging against the back of her hands as they're looped over*
*her fingers. She drags her hands down her face, not even caring that it meant smearing blood from her hands down her cheeks* ...Raffaelo...
(( Ooh that o at the end makes it sound better 8D ))
*tilts her head back, looking to the sky, her hands falling to her side but the blades still looped around her fingers*
*quietly, somewhat to herself* There was nothing I could do...
(( OH SHIT. IT ENDED WITH AN E, DIDN'T IT XD ))
(( She really did forget his name HAHAHAHAHA ))
(( NO. I'M SERIOUS. I LIKE THE O BETTER ))
(( OKAY. : > ))
(( -spits sprite everywhere in laughter though- ))
(( LOLOLOLOLOL ))
-the crimson catches his attention quickly. Oh how he's changed in the past decade. No feeling or emotion for any human. No women he's
wanted, but only blood and death. He takes a quick step forward, looking at her once over before quickly walking to her, his hand wrapping
around her waist, the other gripping her chin, keeping it to look up at the sky, looking at her blood up close-
You bleed Collari blood.
(( *FLAILING AND HYSTERICAL* ))
(( YOU'LL HAVE TO PARDON MALFATTO'S AWKWARDNESS. HAHAH BUT I'M LOVING THIS SO MUCH IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL ))
(( -cops bust in, arrest me- NOOOOO ))
(( DUUUUUDE I LOVE IT TOOOOO IT'S SO AWESOME! SO BEFITTING OF INSANITY ))
(( -SHAKING THE FUCK OUT OF MY COMPUTER CHAIR, IT GOT SO INTENSE I'M SITTING IN IT BACKWARDS WTF- ))
(( *AWKWARD HOPPING ON THE COUCH, SITTING SIDEWAYS* ))
(( D': we should be camming and watching each others reactions. -SCREEE, SHAKING, GIANT ASS GRINS- ))
(( MAN OH MAN WE COULD IT'S SO INTENSE ))
(( -GOES TO FEED CAT, THEN I'LL HOP ON MSN ))
(( Except I awkwardly act things out before I write them sometimes XD ))
(( I DO IT TOO. DUDE IT'S SO FUNNY ))
(( XD IT REALLY IS )))
*doesn't resist or move at all besides shaking a bit, her eyes not really focusing on anything* Seems fitting for a Collari to bleed Collari
blood...
-his foreign black eyes follow the trail from her face, dropping down to her hand- Does your hand heart more than your heart does right now?
I could make your heart hurt more than your hand if you want. -his grip tightens on her chin-
HURT* NOT HEART FUCK INTENSE FACE DISTRACTED ME
*she looks at him as best she can, with him holding her chin, the sting of tears welling in her eyes making it hard not to blink*
Why would my hand hurt, fratello?
-releases her chin, reaches down and grabs her wrist, bringing it up, looking at it, watching the blood trickle from the wound, his hand
shaking a bit, trying not to be driven to the point of going over the edge, even on his own sister-
(( OH SNAP GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE CESARE. -POW, KICKS HIM- ))
(( *waves* ))
*when he releases her chin, she looks down, the tears that were brimming in her eyes finally spilling over, drawing streaks through the*
*blood on her face, her bleary eyes trying to focus on her hand. All she can see is a smear of red and her eyebrow twitches*
*she brings her other hand up to look at it, focusing only slightly better and seeing the cut on it but feeling nothing. She brings her*
*palm to her mouth, licking the wound*
*the coppery tang of her blood lingers on her tongue, but she still doesn't register the pain of the cuts on her hands* Is this...real?
*she stares as her hand begins to shake and she grabs the front of Raffaelo's shirt, staring at him with wild eyes* HOW ARE YOU HERE?!
-isn't hesitant on grabbing her by her shirt, pushing her hard and fast against the building wall, feeling dust from above flutter down on
top of them- THIS IS REAL FAUSTINA! I am here! -widens his eyes, his hands starting to shake violently, as his eyes drop down to the blood
on her mouth, falling back, releasing her shirt, trying to keep back his "normal" ways-
*exhales sharply as she hits the wall, only fazed for a moment before speaking* But...BUT HOW? How are you alive?! I...I saw you die...
*keeping her grip on his shirt, she shakes him a little* WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?! *her voice gets quiet again* Where were you...? Where
have you been...? *whispering and shaking* Ten...ten years...
THIS! This my sister... -throws his arms out beside him- This is what happens when you sell your soul to the devil! -he leans down, grasps
a handful of dirt, bringing it up to his face, his fist clenched, the dusty dirt escaping his grasp- I am only the dirt of the earth now
And this is what happens when you get betrayed and get your promises shattered. -throws the dirt at her, a snarl crossing his face-
*turns her face to the side, closing her eyes when he throws the dirt at her, opening them again only when the cloud of dust has subsided*
*her face now an amalgamation of dirt, blood and tears, she continues to look away, her jaw clenched*
There was nothing I could do...
I had no choice...
You left me there, after they dragged me down, stabbing me, poisoning me - but it's okay now. You have your new Maestro to thank for bring
me back alive. -his black eyes flicking wildly between hers-
*turns her head quickly to stare at him, eyes wide* The Borgia? They saved you?
-cracks a crazed grin, waving his hands out- Correct! I was in the brink of death and right then - the grim reaper took me into his arms and
revived me. Not in your typical sense, but.. here I am. Soulless, and simply doing what I do best, killing, cleansing this world of its
impurities, and stealing the lives away from those I could never give a care to. This is who I am now. I am the devil's puppet.
But that's alright. I have accepted this life. I'm fucked up. -his voice drops to a darker tone- I am not the brother you once knew. -his
eyebrows fall back, Raffaelo's expression melting into a broken mess, trying to fight tears of sorrow and anger-
*stares at him throughout his speech and for a moment afterwards. She drops her head, her hair falling over her eyes and her mouth curling*
*in a mirthless, rather melancholy smile. The tears streaming down her cheeks etch pathways of pale skin through the dirt and blood, giving*
*her face a very disturbing appearance. Her voice trembles as she speaks* Two broken toys in a broken world.
This is what happens when you sell your soul. -scoops his hands around her face, gripping her head carefully, making her look at him- They
fill you with poison, forcing you to learn how to kill with the poison they inject you with, and they make you keep doing it...
Pretending to be a doctor. -laughs hard- Want to know why my eyes are this way?
That damn poison. Now my eyes reflect my soul.
*the darkness in his eyes saddens and scares her, but the only course of action she takes is to reach up, placing her bloody hands on his*
*face, pulling his head forward and touching their foreheads together, her eyes closing and eyebrows furrowing* Mio caro fratello...
Brother? Do I look like the same dear brother you knew 10 years ago? -still fighting against tears, smelling the blood in the air, feeling
it on his cheek, letting his eyes slip closed in a euphoric sense. He quickly melts into his normal self, turns his head in her
hands, his lips pressing against the wound, tasting her blood-
*feeling his lips against her skin, her eyes snap open and she stares at him. She is about to pull her hand away, the other dropping from*
*his face and falling limp at her side, but before she can pull away something in her mind overshadows the repulsion and fear, a shudder*
*working its way through her body as she bites her lip, just remaining still (apart from the shuddering, naturally)*
-stops, realizing what he is doing, now blood staining his lips, taken back slightly, his eyes looking at her in horror at what he did,
not knowing how to react. His legs itching to just run away, his mind wanting more, but his "heart" wanting to just hug and accept her
apology-
*blinks at him, lips slightly parted as she exhales sharply, also unsure how to react beyond letting her hand drop to rest at her side*
*she lets the wall behind her support her weight, her legs shaking slightly with the threat of collapse*
Sorella... I.. -his black eyes drops, moving back- You shouldn't be near me. I'm too messed up.. The only one who can tolerate me is Il Lupo
and even then, I am fearful to those around me. I am not your brother. I killed him. He is dead. I.. -his eyes threaten with tears-
*pushes off of the wall, standing in a way slightly reminiscent of a marionette being held aloft by invisible strings, her arms limp*
You /are/ my brother.
*snatches the blood-stained scissor blade from where it fell on the ground, gripping it in her similarly blood-stained hand and thrusting*
it towards him to make him look at it* TU SEI MIO FRATELLO!
*tears continually stream down her cheeks, her eyes wild with mad determination*
Why would you want me back as your brother?! Do I not look like a monster?! Look what I have turned into Faustina! -grabs at the wrist in
which her hand is holding the scissor blades, but suddenly releases as he drops to his knees, tears still no releasing, but the emotion held
strong. He had been all alone for years until he found Il Lupo as his travel partner. The whirlwind inside him remaining strong, trying to
sort out what to do or to say next- Faustina.. All these years... to be without you. -hands shaking, bringing them up to his face, covering
it as ashamed of it, his shoulders trembling in a silent, yet dry-eyed sob-
*kneels in front of him, putting her hands on his shoulders, looking at him with a stern expression on her face* You look like my brother.
*throws her arms around his shoulders, hugging him* You will always be mio fratello, and I will always be tua sorella, no matter how broken
we are. *tightening her hold on him* And we are together now.
-finally breaks into a full on sob, his arms wrapping around her, while his fingers grip the back of her shirt loosely- Faustina...
Please, can we.. make that promise again? This time, it stays true.. Please!
*pulls back, looking at his eyes and nodding* Naturalmente, fratello. *presses one of the scissor blades into his palm, closing his fingers*
*around it and picking up her own* Io vi proteggerà sempre e non lasciare mai il tuo fianco.
-takes it back carefully, looking at her- I can
I can't promise that I will be like my old self. I have changed so much. The poison they made me take.. It fucked with my head. I'm not
the same. I've turned horrible, but it's what I enjoy now. I've lost all my consciousness. I kill so willingly without a second thought or
remorse. -looks down at his blade- But I promise that won't ever betray you. Above all, above the Borgia, and above my bloodlust, I stand by
you Faustina. Che posso promettere. -grips the blade tighter-
It doesn't matter that you've changed--I've changed as well...And I'm not proud of it...but you're still mio fratello. I swear to you...
/Io non ti deluderò ancora/
(( AAAAND Scene. 8| <3 ))
(( It's a perfect ending ;A; ))
(( AGREED. ))