paradisa | (no subject)

Right back at you. I'm going to assume that's a compliment despite sounding like "pig."

Pygmalion was a sculptor who crafted the perfect woman out of ivory and fell in love with her. So Venus granted his wish and made her come to life.

[ Lucrezia sees nothing wrong with naming her that, none at all. She plays with Stephanie's hair to let the strands curl nicely. ]

Or I could be your Pygmalion.

We can both be Pygmalion. And that sculpture of his. Works for me.

Now, about Mr. Auditore. We have an important decision to make. Do we filter to him and hope he looks at his journal, or do we go up to the top of this tower and see if we can kidnap him?

[ Oh, Stephanie, you are quickly becoming one of her favorite people ever. ]

We shall kidnap him, with weapons of the feminine kind. He will have no choice but to come with us.

I doubt we'll need to bust out the feminine weapons. We'll save those for when we get him back here and tell him the price of admission.

[She smirks and goes to the side of the bed to produce a pair of black flats for Lucrezia to wear.

With a straight face:]

These go on your head.

Ah, so he is an easy catch.

[ So trusting. She takes them in each hand and tries to imagine how they fit on her head. Her only complaint is the color, really. ]

Must I wear black?

I think so, but let's not tell him that.

[... whoops, there goes that straight face. Stephanie laughs and shakes her head.]

Kidding! I was kidding, they go on your feet. Sorry, ha ha. Still want a different color?

[ Conspiratorial giggling. She only laughs at the prank, dropping the two things to the floor and slips them on. They do look more like shoes. ]

No, today I will wear black. [ Oh yes, Stephanie's shoes. She takes them from beside the bed. ]

I have chosen gold for yours.

[She makes a mental note to go a little easy on the pranks when it comes to modern stuff. She'll get you there, Lucrezia.]

Pretty. I feel so coordinated. [And on they go. Not too difficult.] I think we're ready to go get 'im.

[ She makes a note to observe and learn! ] Our mark awaits.

[ Lucrezia would offer Stephanie a hand to hold before heading toward the door. ]

[She'll take that hand and lead her upstairs to Ezio's, where there will be much knocking.

Not enough to be too annoying, though, in case Claudia answers. Scary sister is scary.]

[ Lucrezia is happily led to Ezio's door, though the jeans proved less comfortable to walk in than she predicted. The top feels breezy. And she half wishes for the sister to appear. She wants to see the female version of Ezio. ]

[Ezio is currently sprawled in bed, mostly asleep, after a long night exploring the city's nightlife. The knocking rouses him, fortunately, but he spends a few seconds wondering who the hell would be at his door, and why they would be here at this hour in the morning.

And then he looks at the clock -- another marvelous invention -- only to realize it isn't morning. He's been sleeping the day away.

So, he climbs out of bed, careful not to disturb the woman sleeping next to him, and pulls on pants and a shirt. He then hastens to the door, and opens it a crack to peer out. When he realizes who it is, he pulls it open wider.

They've switched clothing...]

Salve, ladies... I see you've been at each other's wardrobes.

Very observant. [She almost feels like pointing out that she didn't trip on the walk up here, but she figures she shouldn't jinx herself.]

We've come to kidnap you. Right? [She looks at Lucrezia. Use your adorableness.]

[ Oh, that tousled look. She has seen her brothers in similar states of disarray and chuckles knowingly. ]

Yes. But we are considerate kidnappers and will let you settle your--affairs before we seize you.

[Guilty as charged. He laughs, a bit sheepishly.]

Let me just get properly dressed, and I will submit and be your willing captive. My affair can let herself out when she wakes.

A--[A little slow on the uptake here, Steph. But it clicks, and she gives Ezio A Look. There better be that clinic trip in his near future.]

Uh, right. You do that. We'll be here.

[ Lucrezia brushes it off as a sign of good health. ]

There is no hurry, Ezio.

[Ezio thinks it's a bit peculiar that the pope's daughter would be so flippant about such a thing, or seem to give him permission to take his time, but he doesn't comment. Not when Steph is giving him that attitude. He just smiles and steps back to let them in.]

Come in, anyhow, and sit down. I'll be out in a moment.

[And he slips off into his room to make himself presentable, closing the door behind him.]

[Oh, joy. Steph lets herself fall back onto a seat. His place sure is fancy.

Once Ezio's behind a closed door:]

Easy catch is right. I guess that's what we get for dropping by unannounced. My bad.

[ Her being the pope's daughter may also explain her attitude regarding his hobby. Besides, syphilis totally doesn't exist. She takes a seat beside Steph, keeping her legs together because--trousers. ]

On the contrary. At this state, he will prove no match in our word games.

[la la la getting dressed :|]

[Don't mind Steph as she covers her mouth. Wouldn't want to laugh and wake up Ezio's guest.]

True, true. This will be fun.

[ Lucrezia actually wants Ezio's guest to wake and try to escape. Maybe she can catch her face. As such, she keeps her eyes on the door with an amused smirk on her lips. ]

Is it unusual in your time for men to bring women to their home, Stephanie?

[Ezio steps out of his room after a few minutes, and he closes it behind him, quietly. His last-night lover can make herself at home and sleep all she wants; if she's there when he gets back, wonderful, if not, oh well. In the mean time, he'd rather spend time with his two new friends.]

Stephanie just has many concerns for my safety, Lucrezia. I think it's touching.

[He sits down in a seat across from them, reaching up to tie his hair back. Look at him, all snappy looking in a fresh shirt, a yellow doublet and nice pants.]

So... can I expect torture as a part of my kidnapping, or shall I have Claudia assemble a ransom posthaste?