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[assassino]

----- Cesare Borgia -----
I fucked your sister and I'd do it again, you miserable shit-stain.


----- Stephanie Brown -----

[Knock knock, baby girl B)]




----- Public but filtered from Lana -----

[Drunk from I've Never? Definitely.]

I've never fucked a princess.

But I'm still young.

[A laugh...]

Comments

[assassino]

Just one of them.

[Teasing:]

Come now, do not be cross. It is only a joke.

[songsandstories]

And here I thought you were noble. [She's still slightly offended, but there's a different tone here.]

[assassino]

What, you think other noblemen do not have these thoughts? [Cajoling:] Bambina, this is just what men think by nature.

[songsandstories]

I know what men think of. [Said far too harshly.] Perhaps I thought higher of you than others.

[assassino]

[Look at him try to c'mon baby himself back into her good graces.]

What man is not susceptible to alcohol? Alayne, darling. If you are offended, I will make it up to you any way you wish.

[songsandstories]

[She knows a man who likes his Dornish wine and thought he could have her to, what he thought she would give to him.]

So ale brings out the truth. No, I would not say offended, Ezio-- you should not have to make it up to begin with.

[Her hopes for you, one of the few people she's managed to actually talk to. Though she does not consider herself a princess, and they have an understanding. It's more the light in which he is painting himself right now. A drunkard and a womanizer.]

[assassino]

I know, dolcezza. My conduct is inappropriate.

[songsandstories]

Indeed, it is. Is this what you truly think about? [How very disappointing. She stood up to you against Arya, who is not talking to her currently.]

[assassino]

Only when drinking.

[songsandstories]

So you think it nonetheless.

[assassino]

Who can really blame men for wanting to sleep with powerful women, though?

[songsandstories]

So you may disgrace them? Or do you think it your right?

[assassino]

I said I'd fu--[don't swear] ah, make love to them. I would not force them by any means! They will deign to sleep with me by choice.

[songsandstories]

And that is all a princess is? [It's not an unsurprising concept. Cersei was sold to Robert, and she was made to be Joffrey's. She simply would want Ezio to think more.]

whoop whoop threadjacking

[wolfskin]

[ Hello, that is my sister you're saying crude things to. B( ]

And you will cease such conduct immediately else you wish to be put to sword.

awww yeahh

[assassino]

[Oh? Now this is interesting.]

By who? You?

hi ezio, lets be friends

[wolfskin]

Aye, by me.

yes pls

[assassino]

It is difficult to be threatened by a stranger.

best of friends c:

[wolfskin]

[ There is a growl in the background, low and threatening. Lucky Ezio cannot see else he would witness a large hulking wolf baring teeth at him. ]

I am Robb Stark, The Young Wolf, King in the North and of the Trident. And you, ser, dishonor Lady Alayne with your words. I will not stand for it.

yay B)

[assassino]

Young is right. You sound like a boy.

She stands for it and wishes no harm upon me. You would threaten her bannerman when she would not?

Robb

[songsandstories]

[She's forgotten what it is like, to have someone stand for her. There's a smile upon her lips.]

It was kind of you to intercede. I believe he gets the point. Ezio-- Ezio knows more than perhaps he thinks. He has pledged his sword to me.

Sansa

[wolfskin]

[ Not approving, not approving in the slightest. There is even a growl in the background. Grey Wind doesn't approve too. ]

Any who pledge their sword to you should not be speaking in this manner. [ He does not like it. He does not like the silent implications in his words that may or may not be there. Tis hard to tell, when his eyes and ears are covered by the protectiveness of a brother and a king. ]

His intentions taste ill, Sansa. I do not, nor would I ever, trust him with your protection.

Robb

[songsandstories]

You sound like Arya. I can tell you his intentions with me are pure. [In this she is confident.]

Sansa

[wolfskin]

Until he proves this to me himself, I must doubt your certainty. [ Sorry sis. Remember when you thought Joffrey was the most amazing person ever? REMEMBER? ]

Robb

[songsandstories]

He knows not who you are.