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]

Maybe we can... learn from each other, then.

[Not that she'll be using anything she might happen to learn through watching Ezio fight to kill people, but it can never hurt to learn a new style of fighting.]

[assassino]

[He reaches to trace the curve of her jaw with one finger, gently. He's a tactile guy, overly friendly with women, well-intended... he could flirt with women in his sleep.]

I am sure we can.

[hellofist]

[She lets him. She's the same way, always touching and in other people's space. She can count the number of times she's been hugged her whole life on one hand, she'll always crave contact of any kind if it means she gets to read from someone that they care about her.

That's not exactly what she's getting from Ezio of course, but it's just his finger, there's no harm in that.]

Decided to... ignore Steph's limits, Bellissimo?

[assassino]

[He chuckles.]

No, no. I do the same with most women... and I have a lover who would be sore if I ignored Stephanie's limits, too.

[hellofist]

[Well she's never heard that word in relation to another person before, so it's what his body tells her that fills it in. She can't help but wrinkle her nose at it a little.]

Is that... what you say, in 1488? Instead of girlfriend?

[assassino]

It is. We do not "date" in our time. Courtship is done with the intent of marriage... with no intent of marriage, one is merely a lover.

[hellofist]

Is it... hard, for you? Trying to find right words... so people understand?

[It seems a little similar to what she has to do, when she has a perfectly formed thought and she knows exactly what she wants to get across but she can't. Ezio has a language barrier of his own thanks to the time he's from, his own things that modern people wouldn't quite get without an explanation.

Maybe it's reaching but she likes the idea that she's not the only one in the world with this kind of problem.]</small?

[assassino]

[He chuckles.]

At times. It can be frustrating to need to stop a conversation to ask questions, or have them explain what they mean. In the past year, I have had to learn many things –– everything from electricity to sexism to table cutlery. There are many things we do not have words for, many aspects of my culture that have no relevance to the people here.

[hellofist]

[She can't help but grin a little, hearing all that.]

Electricty was weird... for me, too. And hot water. Food that's just... there. It's easy, living inside.

[assassino]

Certainly! These people do not know what it is like to have to search for a meal, or work to pay for it, or lug buckets of water from the fire to the available tub just to get a warm bath. They take everything for granted. They do not appreciate such things so much.

[hellofist]

[She just smiles as he speaks, pleased in a way she's never been before to be able to talk about this kind of thing. No one's ever really gotten it before. Lightly, she pokes him in the chest with one finger.]

Might have been... not best start, [considering the whole threatening to rip out his spine thing and all] but... glad I met you, Ezio.

[assassino]

[He laughs and reaches to poke her right back, though in the side, instead of the chest. Because that would mean poking her in the tits :')]

I am glad to have met you, too, Cassandra.

[hellofist]

[And those are off limits :D]

Hope you will spar. Bet you have... lots to teach.

[assassino]

We will see! You will need to be patient with me, hmm?

[hellofist]

Since when do assassins... want patience?

[assassino]

Since I do not want to strike women!

[hellofist]

Will bring Tim, then. Can hit him instead.

[assassino]

[He laughs.]

Tim would take to that readily, I think.

[hellofist]

In our world, you can't... not fight girls. Would get killed.

[assassino]

It is a principle I am reluctant to let go of. I have seen too much violence committed against women in my life, enough to know that it is an unfair use of a man's strength.

[hellofist]

[Well, the belief part of it makes sense, she can't really fault him for that. It's just not exactly practical in Gotham.]

Even in defense? What if she... tried to kill you?

[assassino]

I would disarm her.

[hellofist]

[She frowns.]

Don't need weapons to kill.

[assassino]

Evidently. But I can subdue an unarmed woman easier than an armed one.

[hellofist]

What if she won? What if... you had no choice?