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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[heloise]

[ Oh, Ezio, our beloved Italian stallion in residence. ]

Then we are already.

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[hellofist]

Good.

[A beat.]

Who's Troy, though?

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[heloise]

It is a city.

Cassandra was a princess who was granted the gift of prophecy yet cursed to have none believe her words. She warned that the city would fall but no one listened. And Troy fell.

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[hellofist]

What happened... to Cassandra?

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[heloise]

She was taken and then murdered by the enemy King.

Apollo was the one who cursed her, because she would not return his love.

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[hellofist]

[She had been wondering if this story had had anything to do with what her father had ended up naming her, but now, she hopes it isn't. Although to be fair, assuming his choice went beyond picking a name at random is probably giving him too much credit.]

That's not... a very happy story.

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[heloise]

Most of the old stories are not.

[ In fact, now she can't think of any that is. ]

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[hellofist]

Would you... tell more, sometime?

[Dick had told her fairy tales and she had loved it, and while Cass knows Lucrezia has no real reason to agree, she can hope she will.

And okay, now she's sounding a little shy, a little sheepish.]

Could... meet in person. For that. If you wanted.

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[heloise]

There should be wine to accompany the stories I think, or tea, if that is more to your preference.

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[hellofist]

Tea is my favorite. Have... low tolerance, for alcohol.

[Ask Tim, he was there the time she drank too much at Superboy's party. Lightweight for sure.]

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[heloise]

Tea it will be.

Will you come to meet me?

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[hellofist]

Yes. Any time you... want company, will come. Just... need directions.

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[heloise]

I live at the mansion some ways from the town. It may take an hour for you to walk.

[ Insert directions here! ]