001 | Dictated

[hellofist]

Uh... Is it- working?

[Okay, those are definitely the letters that make up the word uh but the rest of it is just jumbled up nonsense. Still, Cass is just going to trust this thing is writing down what she's saying.]

I'm- lost. I think. Castle is big. In book room. Um, library. [Come on Cass, use the right names for things.] Could use [help] information. Um... tips? Meeting in person... would be best.

[Nothing happens for a minute, but then Cass remembers the important part about introductions: You have to actually introduce yourself.]

I'm Cassandra. Cain.

[If anyone does go looking for her, they'll find Cass poking through the books and possibly looking at them like she's reading them, but once you're close enough it's clear... she's holding the book upside down. Oops.]

((ooc: Cass can't read, so any written replies might give her trouble. Feel free to find her in the library for in person meetings!)

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[hellofist]

[That's- different. No one's ever laughed when she's threatened them like that before. Marquis definitely didn't think it was funny when he called her baby and she threatened his body parts.

The relax part, though? It's entirely insulting. Maybe she won't rip his spine out but there's a pretty good chance she'll chuck a book at his face.]

Fine. Walk faster.

[assassino]

[He can certainly walk faster. Within a few moments, though, he's coming in through the library doors, looking around curiously for this Cassandra. He has no idea what she looks like.]

[hellofist]

[It's easy to see from his body language that this is who she's been talking to, he's trying to find her. She wishes she had her batsuit on right now, that she had her cowl to hide behind because right now, she could use the strength that being Batgirl gives her.

She walks towards him, but she's never been particularly good at personal space and she wants information, wants it now, so she doesn't stop at a respectable distance. Instead she gets in close, but she's shorter than him - nothing new - so she has to frown up at him once she's securely in his personal bubble.]

How do you- know that name?

[assassino]

[Ezio is rather surprised by her boldness, but he doesn't seem perturbed by her being in his personal space -- in fact, he seems to welcome it, meeting her almost half-way. He's relaxed, even as he looks her over: she's smaller than Steph, more lithe, and he can't imagine her as an Assassin.]

Which name? Hers?

[hellofist]

[Her frown deepens and Cass wants to hit him but she doesn't, she keeps her hands to herself because she knows it won't actually get her anywhere, not here. And she's getting something that almost looks like familiarity from him, something that goes beyond his body telling her he was trying to find her. Does he know her? That's not possible, she's never seen him before.]

Yes, hers. Only name... that's important.

[assassino]

She is a good friend of mine. She told me about you.

[Explaining his friendliness, of course. Normally, Ezio doesn't care much about new residents. Here, though, is different.

He's also glad he's in jeans and a button-up collared shirt today. He doesn't really feel like explaining that he's from 1488 right now, amidst the other confusion.]

[hellofist]

[It won't be too hard for her to just roll with, his time period. If people can be made of clay why can't they time travel?

And that does explain why his body tells her he knows her, but it doesn't clear up much of her confusion. She's still frowning, but at least now some of that desperate anger is bleeding out of her. He said is. Steph is, not was.]

What? [What did Steph say, what does he know? She isn't sure she likes the idea of strangers knowing things about her that Cass hasn't told them herself, but if Steph trusted him, maybe Cass can too.]

[assassino]

She told me about you.

[Ezio isn't sure which part is more confusing to her.]

You are a talented assassin, hmm? Or the child of them, at least. I've looked forward to meeting you. [He grins.] Tim has asked that I send you to Stephanie so that she can explain things herself, though.

[hellofist]

Meeting him later.

[And it's not that she's forgotten about Steph, but she can't do anything about her being here now. Tim is going to handle it, so she has to wait. She can do that. Right now, this man is grinning at her and he knows about her parents and that's something she can deal with.]

What else... did she say? Tell everything, only fair I know... what you know.

[assassino]

You were raised to be a perfect killer, but then you joined Stephanie's family. The "Bat" family. That and you are a better fighter than Stephanie is... and she impressed me to begin with.

[hellofist]

[All of that is true enough, so Cass nods. She hadn't quite realized how close to Ezio she had gotten while she was still angry, so she leans back now, though she's still looking up at him, curious and wondering.]

Must have been... long wait, to meet me. Worth it?

[assassino]

[Ezio chuckles.]

We will see, but the first impression has been great.

[hellofist]

Never said... who you are.

[assassino]

Ah! [Silly him. He bows, shortly.] Ezio Auditore.

[hellofist]

[She's seen people on TV and in movies do that, but they're almost always kings or princes. Seeing someone dressed in modern clothing do it is kind of amusing.]

Ezio. [It sounds a little funny when Cass says it because she has enough trouble with her own language, but at least she tries.] Can use Cass. Since you're... Steph's friend.

[assassino]

It is a pleasure, Cass.

[He holds out a hand, palm up, to take hers. He intends, of course, to kiss it :')]

[hellofist]

[She's never done handshakes right so when Ezio offers her his hand, Cass just presses her fist against his palm. It's her version of a handshake, she's always said hello this way.]

[assassino]

[He laughs good-naturedly, and he kisses her fist instead, then.]

[hellofist]

[She can read that he's going to do it and she lets him, as odd a thing to do as it is. She's a little pink when his lips brush her hand and maybe she's shifting her weight from foot to foot but excuse her, no one has ever kissed her hand before.]

Why are-

[assassino]

That is how we say hello to fine ladies in my time!

[hellofist]

[She knew she'd seen something a little different in his mannerisms. The way he speaks is a pretty good indication too of course.]

What time... is that?

[assassino]

1488. Italy, of course.

[hellofist]

[Finally, a bit of a smile shows on her face. The castle is magic and apparently brings people back from the dead, so why wouldn't it bring people from the past, too? Makes enough sense for her to just move on, at least.]

Of course. Did Steph tell you... how I understand people?

[assassino]

[A curious look.]

No. How do you understand people, then?

[hellofist]

Through body language. When you move, see what... your intentions are. What you'll do. In fight, see what... to block, when to attack.

So, could understand you... without words. In not English, too.