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[Lucrezia]

Hey, are you busy? I think I found some clothing you'd like. Let's do this.

[Grin at Steph]

Are you afraid of what I'd come up with?

No. I just have the right to veto it, if I think it's... inappropriate, mister.

[Laughs like she's joking, but SHE'S QUITE SERIOUS...]

[ Biting back her giggles. ]

Don't I have a say, Stephanie?

[He laughs because he genuinely finds this funny.]

What do you think I would suggest? That we try out pagan rituals, or go fight dragons? I would hope that you would have more faith in me, Stephanie.

[Go on gurl, sayyyy ittttttt!]

Of course you do, Lucrezia.

And, for the record, I think fighting a dragon would be cool.

[Nope. Not saying.]

Then I vote in favor of fighting dragons as well.

[ The pagan rituals sound interesting too but she can't say it. Yet. ]

[You little minx 8)]

I don't think the dragons I've met here would enjoy it much.

True... guess you'll have to think of an alternative. Oh, well.

[ It's like a secret kink. ]

Other than pagan rituals?

I don't know any pagan rituals, but I'm sure it involves animal sacrifice or something. [Or orgies.] I would not want to sully a lady's hands with blood just for the sake of curiosity... a curiosity I'm sure the local clergy would not approve of.

This is one of the weirder conversations I've had this year...

[ It's about to get weirder. ]

The local clergy approves of chickens in tutus for confession.

[Confused look]

Was it Father Nightroad? He is a strange man. He insists on calling me "Italian Stallion."

[W... h... a... t...

Stephanie looks between them both before losing it, falling onto her side on the floor and laughing her ass off.]

[ She laughs in sympathy first, but stops when Stephanie falls off her side. Wait what? ]

[raised eyebrow]

Is there a particular meaning to this name?

N-noo... [She's still laughing. There definitely is. It's SO BAD... friggin' Father Abel.]

[ She lowers her voice as best as she can. ]

Is it similar, Stephanie, to that word--Ezio spelled?

Nobody laughs that hard over a clumsy rhyme, Stephanie.

[She laughs a little more at Lucrezia, then starts pulling herself together before they start thinking she's totally lost it. :( She pushes herself up, rubbing at the corners of her eyes.]

Aha--okay, so--what do you think of when you think of a stallion?

Stallions are brave and strong--unbridled. [ Looks at Ezio, just in case. ]

[Ezio is too dense to even imagine that a man is hitting on him :'( For once, no intended innuendo from him.]

They're difficult to tame, but more powerful rides.

Yep. Pretty much that. It's a compliment.

Ezio, you stud. [don'tlaughdon'tlaugh]

[ She learned with the yak that Steph's pretty reliable. ] But why did you laugh so?

Stud? [WHAT.] He's a priest!