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[ofhope]

[Lucrezia]

I'll be there soon.

[ Could not sound happier about preparing to waltz onto a death ship, really. ]

Where are you? Are you still alive? Princess?

Lucrezia. Lucrezia. Lucrezia. Lucrezia. Lucrezia.

[ ... ]

Lucy.

[/Lucrezia]

Comments

[heloise]

Tutti quelli che mi piacciono.

[ Lucrezia is lying curled up somewhere with the journal as her pillow, feeling like maybe this is death. The last bright light before the end. She doesn't think he will succeed in rescuing her, maybe there is nothing left to save, but she wouldn't be alone then. ]

[ofhope]

Non ci vorrà molto.

[heloise]

Tell me how to say... arrivederci, in the American language.

[ofhope]

Goodbye, but see you soon is less final.

[heloise]

See you soon.

[ There's a little smile there. He's even welcome to laugh at her own accent. ]

[ofhope]

[ He does laugh, but it's affectionate. Because it's really adorable. ]

See you soon.

[heloise]

[ She sighs, a smile, then closes the journal before anything exciting happens. They are better told second hand when she can hide the parts he would not like. ]