-flipping her hairpin up into the air, catching it, repeaitng the motion, standing outside her usual tavern-
(( Yeah, you flip that hairpin, beeyotch. ))
(( ;D Totally open for whoever wants to play with the Dama Rossa ;D ))
(( Oh man...So tempted...But...what would they talk about? ._. ))
(( She'll think of something. ))
((Sex))
(( HA! ))
((They'd talk about sex of bygone days))
*approaches the tavern, thinking of attempting the quiet drink thing yet again. He sighs slightly as he sees Dama Rossa outside*
(( She is a scorned lover 8| OH KATE - did you read about how Dama has similar moves to Lia? I think they should be old chaps ))
(( SCORNED? NO, NOT BY BASTIANO....OR...IS SHE? o_o ))
(( LOL NO ))
(( GOOD. Because I think if anything, Bastiano would be the scorned lover because Dama Rossa is bitchy like that. XD ))
((I DID. VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT!))
(( you should get that bitch all up in here ))
(( IT'LL BE A BIG REUNION ))
As Bastianzo ((hahah NICKNAME TIME)). And how was your time at the Borgias? Did you like what you saw? -implying more than just the castello
((Who, me? Lia?))
(( Also, what should Bastiano call Dama Rossa besides Dama Rossa? ))
((Ahahhaa, just mispelled her name as Lie))
(( It's up to you. 8| ))
(( yes you LiE))
*crosses his arms, inclining his head slightly* It was...satisfactory, as expected, Rosa.
Oh I'm sure it was.. -pushing off the building- So they let you off the leash for now? I thought you had to be Lucrezia's lap dog at all
times.. -goes upto him, fingers trailing over his chest with a cheeky smirk-
(( I assume it's night now? ))
(( 
sure. -draw a moon, puts stars in the air, dedicates this masterpiece to you- ))
sure. -draw a moon, puts stars in the air, dedicates this masterpiece to you- ))
*shrugs* What sort of trouble could a girl like that get into at this time of night? (( Especially without me there XD ))
((Exactly.))
All sorts I suppose. They are already driving you back to the bar then? Must be /tough/. -a sense of sarcasm laced into her voice, steps
back some, sliding the hairpin back into her locks, opening the door for him- Come. I am expecting another guest tonight.
-erases last bit of a guest-
Ah, but Rosa... *steps closer to her, leering down at her with a bit of a roguish smirk* You alone can drive me to this bar.
Oooh, so I've been told many times by you. -grabs him by the shirt and mock drags him in, walking over to the usual table, taking her seat,
withdrawing herself a cigarette and it's holder, lighting it-
*sits down at the table signalling to the bartender before turning to look at Dama Rossa, making a slightly displeased face*
Why do you smoke that stuff?
Because I have good genetics. Love will kill me before these do. -makes a sour expression before ordering herself a drink as well-
*raises his eyebrows* With your kind of love, I'm not surprised.
(( Ohoho, we get to see the Bastiano who speaks! XD With lovers he's charming in his less-laconic way ))
(( XD very exciting ))
-laughs openly, her eyes narrowed with a sour smile- Yes, you are right. -fingers once grasping the holder lightly now turned into an
angered grasp for a moment-
*watches her somewhat carefully as the bartender sets their drinks down. He sits back in his chair, picking up his flagon*
*and taking a drink8
*
So what is their place like? Wonderful? Big? Do they have a lot of pointless, expensive things? -sitting on the edge of her seat, sipping at
her drink once before ignoring it, probably for the rest of the night-
*crossing his legs in that relaxed, open way that guys do, resting his drink on his knee* Wonderful is debatable. Big and pointless, surely.
They live quite comfortably, to say the least.
And they need a guard why, exactly? -frowns, scrunches her nose-
*shrugs a bit, shaking his head* It seems to be mostly paranoia, though the girl...doesn't quite know how to handle herself in the town.
I've heard things about it. Dumb as a brick, yet the beauty of a youth. Then again, I could have heard wrong. I've never meant this woman.
-her gaze goes to the side- Did something happen /already/?
(( Is she talking about something happening in the bar, or something happening with Lucrezia? ))
(( with Luc ))
(( okay, just making sure ))
*rolls his eyes, lifting his drink to his mouth* Just some idiota ruffians. *takes a drink*
Trouble always follows you, darling. And, she? How is she? Cancel my rumors and tell me more about her. Is she as beautiful as they say?
It certainly does. *he narrows his eyes at her, wary. He chooses his words carefully, having fallen into this sort of trap before*
She's...fair.
-smiles, clasps hands together- I must meet her. She must be a truly /wonderful person/ -grips her holder between her teeth before leaning
back into her chair, grasping it once more into her hand, a cheeky smirk on her face- I bet she is a handful.
*smirks, raising an eyebrow at her as he lifts the drink back up to his lips* Not as much of a handful as you, Rosa. *takes a drink*
Oh, me? Little ol' me? I just sit in a tavern all day, giving out information. -small pout, trying to look innocent-
(( -makes pouting expression in real life- DAMMIT RP ))
(( I DID IT TOO ))
(( XDD I love you ;; ))
Never mind that it's false information, eh? *takes another drink, leering at her over the rim of the glass/mug/whatever*
Hey now! I don't give our false information /all the time/. If I did, I'm sure I'd be dead. Or poor. Or both! -shrieks- God how awful that
would be!
*chuckles, leaning forward, his elbow on the table* So what truths have you peddled recently, mio bella Rosa?
(( fc04.deviantart.net/fs71... AWW YEAH ))
Well.. you. To the Borgias. -side glances, bites her lower lip- I seem that has been in. I've given small leads, but nothing much. The rest
are pretty much lies.
*narrows his eyes, though he still smirks* I find it hard to believe that you would tell complete truths about me, cara.
The newest one is that you've wrestled two alligators and tied their tails together! -chuckles, leaning against the table towards him-
*groans, exasperatedly hanging his head and putting a hand to his forehead in a general facepalm*
Oh Bastianzo. Maybe if you spent just a bit more time with me, the rumors would thin out. -shoots him a devilish look-
(( We should come up with the reason they're not together anymore ._. ))
(( Hmm. Dama is hung up on her past lover? maybe? he couldn't take it any longer? ))
(( Like... he really loved her but couldn't stand being the rebound guy? ;3; ))
(( MAYBE ;n; oh god Dama you bitch. >8C ))
(( BUT. maybe Dama never shared the story of her old lover? -CURIOUS- ))
(( HMM.... MAYBE... ))
(( PUMP SOME DRINKS INTO BASTI ((
(( INTO HER* ))
*looks at her skeptically, raising an eyebrow* I've spent plenty of time with you, cara, as well you know.
Oh you /know/ what I mean though. -sits up, leaning her forearms flat against the table, in a mock crawl on the table top, feet still
planted on the ground though-
(( what DOES she mean? <.< ))
(( Bast: If her mouth were otherwise occupied, she wouldn't have the capacity to spread rumours ))
(( SPEND MORE TIME. SOME PERSONAL COZY TIME ))
(( Isn't that what he just said though?? He's spent lots of time with her ;D ))
I need more time though. It has grown quite lonely. It's been a long time. -mock pout-
(( So they're not together because of her ex or... I feel like he should say "You know why it ended, Rosa. You know damn well." ))
(( Do what you find fitting and amusing. She can work with it. ))
(( but ya know... if it doesn't really work, then I'll just... say something else. ))
(( K 8] ))
*sighs, leaning back in his chair again, away from her, shaking his head* You know why it ended between us, Rosa.
-scrunches her nose once again, flopping back into her seat, grabs her drink and tosses it back quickly- Yes, and that was a long time ago.
-bites the inside of her lip to hush herself from saying more-
*raises an eyebrow inquisitively, nodding at the bartender to get her another drink* You say that like things have changed.
-openly shows her hurt on the surface, withdrawing to herself, putting the cigarette out- Do not act as if you truly know what happened and
why things ended up that way. -waves her hand to order another drink-
(( He just ordered her another drink XD ))
(( OMFG. I AM MENTAL RIGHT NOW forgive me Bekka. I'm so sorry. D': ))
-FUCK IT I'LL HAVE TWOOO-
(( HAHAHA ))
*sighs again* I would know if you would /tell me./
-throws one of the two drinks she recieved back quickly, making a face- You always ask, and what happens? I never say. It is not important.
(( IT IS IMPORTANT BECAUSE YOU RUINED A RELATIONSHIP YOU BITCH. -shakes her- ))
(( Gah, these characters and their frustrating tendencies XD ))
(( -SHAKES HER LIKE A BABY- ))
*leans forward again, levelling a serious look at her* Who is to say if it's important or not?
Me. -selfish bitch, outward painful body language once again, hands around the other drink, waiting- What's it to you?
(( OH MY GODDDDDDDDD. WHAT THE HELL SERIOUSLY I WANT TO KICK HER AND I'VE ONLY PLAYED WITH HER FOR LESS THAN 24 HOURS ))
(( But she is hot ))
(( I can see how they got together so many times previously. ))
(( Probably by way of arguing. They'd argue, then in the heat of the moment they'd kiss and then shag ))
(( hot. ))
(( 8] ))
Tch. This. *gesturing to her* This here is the reason it ended, Rosa. It's always about /you/ and never about /us/.
-eyebrows fall back, mouth opening to almost instantly apologize, taking the words like a punch to the stomach- Bastiano.. I..
-express screws into a fit of emotions before carefully sipping the other drink, growing silent, /yet again/, with her words-
(( "And I will sit here consumed with lust for the rest of the evening." ))
(( -grabs my crowbar- Oh nonono. I'll pry this bitch open. /I/ am curious ))
(( I'm surprised at Bastiano's kind of...almost sensitive side. 83 ))
(( This is all-so very fascinating ;u; ))
*sits back and takes a hearty swig of his drink, almost feeling bad about what he said, but still feeling rather justified*
-small sip before throwing it back, his cheeks tinting pink, not usually a drinker, but it was just one of those nights- I'm sorry Bastianzo
-shifts in her seat, her body still a bit withdrawn into herself-
*looks at her for a moment before nodding in acknowledgement of the apology, finishing his drink and nodding at the bartender to order*
*another for himself and for her*
(( He /is/ getting her drunk 8| ))
(( HAHAHA. ))
-side glances over at the drink- It's just hard.. to talk about. I'm sorry.. I was hurt once before, I fear it again. -fingers wrap around
her fresh drink-
Yes, that much you've said before... *picks up his drink, taking a swig*
... -her heart rate picking up as the words sit on her tongue, having the worst time being open to him. She takes another sip of the drink,
making a face at it, noticing it's stronger than the previous ones-
-looks over at the bartender, then to Bastiano, then down to her drink- Are you doing what I think you are trying to do?
*raises an eyebrow, doing quite well at looking confused* I'm not trying to do anything, cara.
I know you have heard this.. -pauses, still looking to the side, both hands wrapped around the glass- ..You have always been the kindest to
me. I.. -struggling with keeping her words secured, her cheeks rapidly growing red-
*leans forward, watching her with eyes of molten silver, wanting to be sure that she's telling the truth*
-eyebrows fall back, going silent once again, finishing her latest drink, feeling it hit her- Ah.. -brings a hand up to her head, rubbing it
gently- Bastiano.. -drops her hand, finally makes eye contact with him- Let us leave here.. I will tell you.. Finally. What do I have to
lose..?
*watches her carefully for a moment before nodding* Very well. *He leaves some money on the table to pay for the drinks, standing and*
*offering her his hand*
-takes his hand, carefully stands up before slipping forward, wrapping her arms around his arm- Oh I shouldn't have had all those. I can
barely hold one down Bastianzo... -tries to walk straight on her feet-
( What a lightweight )
You never could hold your drink. *smirks slightly, leading her towards the door*
-head drops for a moment, watching the ground pass under their feet- Where are we going..? -pff-
*shaking his head slightly* Wherever you want, cara. *looks at her, quirking a brow* Your place?
Please... -looks up at him with glazed eyes and a broken smile-
*rolls his eyes a little, but can't help but smirk* Bene. Let's go. *leads her along to wherever her place is*
-looking at the shops and the people hustling about, then up at the stars, stumbles on her feet- Are we almost there? -not paying attention
to her surroundings-
(( Bast: I have no fucking clue! ))
(( JUST SAY YES D: sobs hahaha idk. it should be closeby idk ))
Si, just about. *leads her for a little bit longer before arriving at her door*
-feels around from her key, sighs, leans down, lifts a rock and grabs her spare, opening the door and guides him in, stumbling over to her
velvet [oooh tacky] couch, sitting, sighing carefully- Close the door. The cat will get out. -hand over eyes-
*furrows his brow, closing the door* When did you get a cat?
A couple of days ago. It's a stray, so I decided to keep it. -points over to the calico sitting there, staring at Bastiano, then wrestles,
trying to get her ridiculous thigh high boots unlaced and off-
*stares back at the cat for a moment before looking at Rosa, sighing and going over to help with her ridiculous boots*
-leans forward, placing a hand over Bastiano's cheek, going to connect a sudden kiss- ((Now.. will it be evaded or..? 8D ))
(( That awkward moment when your OC starts going in a different direction than you'd planned :| ))
(( -dies- Oh the beauty of developement ))
*a little bit surprised by the kiss (but not entirely), he starts to kiss back, but catches himself, breaking away*
-a small smile crosses her face, then feels it fade as the alcohol loosens her up, and words start to pour from her mouth- My family
originally had a planned marriage for me. I was excited, because the man I was to wed was someone I had emotions for. But he... always
denied me. He would bring woman home, kick me out of bed, curse my name and tell me of what trash I was, even after we wedded. His family
did not care, as long as our two families were bound, but I broke that bound.. and it drove me to even want to kill him, but.. I didn't have
the heart. -laughs a bit, tears /already/ threatening her eyes- Love makes you do stupid things. I couldn't kill anyone I loved, but.. now
that it's been years, I think I might be able to... -chuckles- But.. once in a while I'll get a letter from him or the family, trying to get
me to come back. And every time I get one, it's like a stab to my heart. Pathetic. I would have let go of it a long time ago, but they keep
trying to dig their claws into me. He was... so handsome, charming, sweet.. well, to others, but it was so strange to see him do a 180 on
me. Am I really that terrible? -looks at Bastiano-
(( Dama: JUST KIDDING. IT'S ALL A LIE. <--kidding about that. But I had to know what the fuck her story was. ))
-well.. finally breaks out into a sob-
*as she regales the story, he watches her with a look of muted shock and pity. When she looks at him, his eyebrows fall back slightly, and*
*when she breaks into a sob, he almost looks at the cat in a "what do I do?" sort of way, but instead sits next to her on the couch*
*putting a tentative arm around her shoulders* You're not...
(( -bought a composition notebook to doodle RP shit in it- haha. I drew Rossa with her chin in her hand, propped elbow, saying "Shall no one
love me?" -doodles the fuck out of this notebook- ))
(( NICE. ))
-for.. kind of the first time, she withdraws from his touch, placing hands over her face- I'm really sorry for all the pain I have caused
you because of my own.
(( NOTEBOOK FOR RP AND HEADCANNON. I should mail it to you, then to Kitty and we all draw/write in it haha))
(( o.o DUDE. THAT WOULD BE SO COOL ))
(( YEEEE ))
*seeing her withdraw from his touch, he removes his arm, leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs as he looks at the floor, a heavy*
*sigh escaping his lips* Well...thank you.
-looks at him with a quick turn of her head, taking in gentle, yet fast breaths- For what Bastiano?
*shrugs slightly, looking at her with his cool silver eyes* For telling me.
-nods, wiping her eyes- I.. feel a little better. Like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. I just.. wish they would leave me alone. I
want to be able to love y-- -places her fingertips over her mouth, stopping her words-
*looks back down to the floor, nodding slightly*
-looks at him, before looking down to the cat, who just stares at them, then at her lap, her cheeks still pink... then hiccups-
(( hahah oh god. D': ))
*frowns at the cat, who just stares at him*
-looks over at him, placing a hand on his thigh, still fighting with some of her words, her facial expression showing it-
*looks at her hand for a moment before looking at her face, his eyebrows lifting a bit*
C-can you forgive me? -purses her lips, waiting on the edge of her sit for his response-
*his mouth opens to speak, but first he sighs, looking back to the floor* ...Of course.
-would, normally, sober, question his sigh, but simply takes her hand back, looks down at the floor as well, before looking over to the
window, not knowing what to say- ( .. -waits for this silent moment to pass- hhhrrngng ))
(( Dammit Bastiano, why are you in love with Dama Rossa?? You're supposed to fall for Lucrezia! ))
(( Dama: What? Go for it. But I am your mistress. ))
(( WKLAJDSLF;KJ ))
(( Bast: ... ))
(( He doesn't want to treat Dama Rossa that way ))
(( KIDDING. -flips a table- D: I just drew Faustina all ANIME style and I had the urge to throw my notebook ))
(( HAHAHA ))
(( with the whole Japanese writing next to it, saying "Kawaii desu ne?" XD ))
(( -happy to remember how to write in Japanese still.. but poorly- ;A; ))
( -drawing a chibi of Malfatto replying to every drawing I do though XD- ))
(( LOL ))
(( Bastiano doesn't know whether to leave or just sit silent more ))
-looks over at him once again, lips pursed, having the worst time trying to pry words from her mouth, or more-so, from her heart-
Ti amo.. -hands ball up in her lap, looking at him, lips curled inward-
(( /SCREAMING ))
(( -THROWS HANDS UP- NO. DON'T SCREAM. WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING? ))
(( /SUDDENLY SHIPS THIS ))
(( ;A;A;A;A;A;A;A; ))
(( images.wikia.com/assassi... LOOK AT THAT PRETTY BITCH. I love her beauty marks on her face ))
(( I still don't have a picture of Bastiano yet. I'll draw one. ))
(( ;u; yay! then I can draw him ))
*after recovering from his surprise, he smiles a little, somewhat ruefully, before looking back at her* You already know it, but...
Ti amo così
-she feels the true blush fight against the drunken blushing, her hand reaching out, grabbing his- I promise to never harm you with my past.
(( Why did this turn all sentimental? They need to be the hot fiery ones, not the sentimental ones ))
(( They should argue about something. Argue then kiss and then he can be like "GAH" and leave or they can shag ))
(( I can see a switch turning and she crawl onto his lap in a hot second. haha ))
*lets out a short laugh, smirking* Again, you mean? *quirks a brow at her*
(( although.. I.. should go to bed. ;; B-BUT. T-t-tomorrow John is going to visit his family two hours away and stay the n-night there s-so
I'll be all a-alone. ;; -flails- Come stay with me... ))
(( I'LL BE HERE ))
(( -clings- I hate being in an area all alone ;; or not knowing there is a human in my safety bubble ))
(( I mean, in an apartment, cool, but they go to bed early and I can't hug and cling to them ;; ))
(( ;n; I'll be here for you. We can video chat so you'll feel more like I'm actually there with you ;3; ))
(( Yay! Okay! I work at 8am saturday, so I can stay up no later than 2 or so then. :] I love you. ;; you are so sweet to me ))
(( Anything for you, bb~ :3 ))
-frowns some- Yes. /Again/.. -does her nose scrunch before lightly shoving him- How mean...
(( ;u; same for you. I can share my doodle OR KEEP THEM SECRET if you like a surprise ))
(( WHICHEVER YOU WANT. I'd love to see it but it's up to you 8> ))
(( EITHER OR! ;D ok bb. I love you. Have a good night! I hope tomorrow you feel even better! ))
(( Okay! I can't think of how to reply to that last one, so maybe we'll just leave the rest to the imagination or something? ))
(( or a summary. ))
(( Yes! ;D))
(( <3 LOVE YOU MORE POOKIE ))
(( I LOVE YOU MOST ))
(( <3 Night!! <3<3 ))
(( NIGHT!!! <3<3<3 ))
(( Okay, Dama Rossa and Bastiano need to have an argument so he can go back to being righteously indignant towards her ))
(( Because they should be the mostly amicable exes, not the tragic starcrossed lovers. >.< ))
((YES. THEN HE CAN GET WITH LUC.))
(( YEAH. Kitty, did you read this whole sentimental thing? ))
((I DID))
(( Isn't it just TERRIBLE? It's SO FRUSTRATING. Totally the wrong direction! ))
((YEAH IT IS. GDI, BAST. REMEMBER HOW MUCH SHE HUUUURT YOU. AND THEN REMEMBER THE HOT BLONDE IN THE CASTELLO))
(( YEAH. DAMA ROSSA NEEDS TO GET BACK TO HER OLD TRICKS AND BASTIANO HAS TO REALIZE THAT SHE'LL NEVER CHANGE ))
((YES.))
((YES YES YES YES YES))
Malfatto
says
((-flips a table-))
((*puts the table back*))
((I mean))
((Hello, love <3))
(( <.< ))