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]

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.

[assassino]

[Curious look.]

Really? You must be a truly talented fighter, then, if you can tell what a man will do before he moves...

[hellofist]

[She shrugs one shoulder. She could gloat, but she knows what she looks like. She's short, thin, a girl. No one believes what she's capable until they're looking up at her from their back.]

I'm okay.

[assassino]

Merely "okay?" I know what Stephanie is capable of.

[hellofist]

Do you... want example, or something?

[assassino]

If you would be so kind.

[hellofist]

[Cass sighs, but then nods. She doesn't put any distance between them, doesn't settle into a defensive stance, but she does roll her shoulders and stretch her neck before looking up at him again.]

Attack. However you want.

[assassino]

[He raises an eyebrow. She doesn't even know what he can do, and she's willing to risk that? He flexes his fingers –– he's always stretching his fingers, always used to the tension in his wrists that control the hidden blades strapped there, hidden under his clothes... but naturally, he doesn't use them here. Not now. Instead, he swings a open-handed slap towards her face, though it's obviously reluctant.

Ezio doesn't hit women, and he doesn't intend to land this hit in the first place.]

[hellofist]

[That's just insulting. He's not even trying, the most interesting part of this is now she knows sometimes he has knives and his hands are probably his best weapon. His hand is barely lifted and she knows everything he's going to do, so she just waits.

Then she ducks under the swing, moves behind him so she's up close with her hand resting lightly against the back of his neck and her foot tapping the inside of one of his softly. It's just enough of a touch so he'll know what she could do, but she doesn't do anything. Not when he's not doing anything first.]

Should at least try, if you... want demonstrations.

[assassino]

[He chuckles, even when she touches him, and he doesn't bother following her when she moves –– he wants a demonstration, not a fight.]

I do not use violence against women. You are fast, though.

[He's not entirely sure he believes her, though.]

[hellofist]

Can't show you... if you won't fight. Guess you'll just- have to believe Stephanie.

[She moves to stand in front of him again, still frowning because she doesn't like that his body is telling her he's not convinced when he won't do something to actually create a challenge.]

[assassino]

[He grins.]

I have a lady friend who may be interested in seeing, too.

[hellofist]

Who?

[She's not really interested in being anyone's source of fun, some trick pony to entertain him or anyone else, but she is curious.]

[assassino]

A mercenary woman. She is the best fighter I have ever seen... much better than Stephanie, even.

[hellofist]

[Cass could tell him that her sparring with Steph was hardly a challenge, she spent most of it sitting down and only occasionally even looking at her best friend, but she won't. There's no need to humiliate her that way.]

If she was... a man, and you fought her, would you win?

[assassino]

Perhaps. It would depend on the circumstance. I am an Assassin, too, you know.

[hellofist]

I'm not- I don't kill anymore.

[assassino]

Stephanie had mentioned... but I will ask you about such things at a later time.

[hellofist]

[She frowns. He seems to just keep knowing everything there is to know about her and she knows next to nothing about him. It's unbalanced and she doesn't like it.]

What else... did Stephanie mention?

[assassino]

[He chuckles.]

That I am not allowed to romance you.

[hellofist]

[Wait what]

Seems like... weird thing to say.

[assassino]

I have a bit of a ... reputation, we will say. But no need to worry. [A grin.]

[hellofist]

[She smiles back.]

I'm not. What reputation?

[assassino]

A reputation as a womanizer. A man who loves women. Stephanie has put her friends "off limits," so to speak.

[hellofist]

Well... not her place, to- put limits, on friends.

[Because seriously Steph she's a grown ass woman, she can decide these things on her own.]

Don't think I want... to be womanized, though. Sounds painful.