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[molotov]

[Happy April, Paradisa! Molotov is aware that it's April Fool's Day, and she's also aware of the stupid weather, but she has a task that just can't wait.]

[Delivered by ghost this morning, to: Ezio Auditore, Hellboy, Dr. Gregory House, Mark Hunter, Kate Kane, Kermit, Mindy Macready, Corporal Maladict, Cross Marian, Princess Nudge, Spike Spiegel, Damian Wayne, Alleria Windrunner, Sylvanas Windrunner, and Veeresa Windrunner.]
[All of you should have previously received a save the date card. Well, now, in an envelope addressed to you "and guest", you've received this:]



[You know, for all your formal invitation wedding needs.

Inside the envelope, there's an RSVP card, mostly because Molotov is pretty big on traditions. You know, like formalities and proper execution methods. The card literally just says to contact her through the journal. Because Molotov is dumb.

Some of your envelopes might also contain a special, handwritten note! These are mostly chastising, such as telling you to dress properly, to be on your best behavior, etc. Because Molotov is also a bitch.]

[Molotov is actually out in this terrible weather, taking care of her poor bears, making sure they're happy. Once that's done, she just holes up in the reserve's office with Mishka, reading and waiting for the rain to break.]

[ OOC: Open to anyone who might be out in that weather, for whatever reason. TO THE WEDDING INVITEES: feel free to apply whatever bitchy little note might work best for your character, if they got one. Also, the invitations went out regardless of how she feels about each particular person, so you might get attitude when you RSVP >:3 ]

Comments

[assassino]

Why? He invented working flying machines hundreds of years before your people did.

[molotov]

First of all, they were not terribly functional, and honestly, brilliant though he may have been, he still lacks much of the basic scientific knowledge that even children in my time possess.

[assassino]

Hey, that piece of shit worked, even if it was impractical! It did the job. I didn't break my neck.

[But hmm.]

I still think he could figure it out.

[molotov]

[Molotov laughs before taking a swig from her beer.]

A piece of shit, you say?

[assassino]

Yes, but the point is it worked! I got most of the way across Venice before the damn thing hit the roof and I had to ditch it. It probably ended up at the bottom of the canal.

[molotov]

That is not really the same as an airplane, though. It is more like a car that kind of flies. So barely a flying machine.

[She takes an onion ring and then pushes the plate toward him.] Eat.

[assassino]

It flies, and is a machine. It is a flying machine.

[What are engines? But he lets that go, picking up an onion ring curiously.]

What is it?

[molotov]

That is not how naming things works. In any case, it was a poor enough design that no one kept it.

An onion ring.

[assassino]

Leonardo never finishes anything. Even if I hadn't destroyed it, he would have gotten bored of it and moved on.

[He pops the onion ring in his mouth. It is surprisingly delicious.]

[molotov]

He finished plenty of things. We still have them.

molotov's weakness: art history

[assassino]

Well, in the ten years I have known him, he hasn't finished a single thing.

things that the kgb did not place great emphasis on for $400, alex

[molotov]

What about the Mona Lisa? Or the Last Supper?

[MOLOTOV DOESN'T KNOW WHAT YEARS THOSE WERE DONE IN.]

Tsk tsk

[assassino]

I am not familiar with either, but I will bet you anything you want that he did not finish them, or he got lazy and it took years for the commissioner to harangue it out of him.

look she can't know everything

[molotov]

So, really he was not at all as great as they say.

But you should look at the Mona Lisa. Perhaps you can solve the mystery of her identity.

Re: look she can't know everything

[assassino]

He is not perfect.

People have mentioned this Lisa to me before, but I do not know her.

[molotov]

Well, her name is not Lisa. She would have been found, if that was the case.

[assassino]

Molotov, mia cara, Mona Lisa means "my lady Lisa". She is probably some noble woman, if she could afford a portrait.

[molotov]

I know what it means, Ezio. Just because the portrait is called that does not mean it was actually of a woman named Lisa.

Historians think it was a picture of a lover, possibly even a man.

[assassino]

[raised eyebrow]

A man. Really.

[molotov]

It is just an idea. These rumors fly when one fails to give any clues as to the identity of a subject.

[assassino]

Well, I doubt it.

[molotov]

Was he quite the ladies' man?

[assassino]

Not the same way I am, but he certainly spends time with women.

[molotov]

Are you sure he is not just asking them for fashion tips?

[assassino]

Positive.