xviii λ curls

[assassino]

[Ezio is currently in Stephanie's bathroom, sitting in a chair with both a magazine and his journal on his lap, feet kicked up on the vanity. Because he can. And because Stephanie is about to start fussing with his hair, because both are bored and have somehow come to the conclusion that this is a great way to spend time.

To her:]

You can do whatever you'd like to it, just don't cut it or make it strange colours.

[What is his life.]

Comments

[heloise]

The ghosts aren't as helpful as Roman servants.

[secondchances]

I think you lost me there.

[heloise]

One can learn much by simply asking the servants, if she had visitors or even how many glasses of wine she had the night before.

[secondchances]

[That's a little creepy.]

Oh, I see. I don't think we really need to know what she ate for dinner or anything she or Ezio wouldn't tell us.

We don't wanna scare her right away, Lucrezia.

[heloise]

[ She totally does the creepy thing on all her brothers, because. ] What might she do if we made that mistake and scared her?

[secondchances]

Probably not really want to spend time with us?

[heloise]

[ And Lucrezia wonders if that would be so bad... ]

As for Ezio?

[secondchances]

I can't see him being thrilled about us creeping out his girlfriend.

[heloise]

[ Aw pity. ] You mean his lover, who has surely shattered many hearts in Paradisa.

[secondchances]

[Lover just feels silly to say. LOVAH~]

Only second to how many you've shattered, I'm sure.

[heloise]

[ Now that? May actually be a frown in her voice. ] Not the ones I wish to shatter--or hold.

[secondchances]

What do you mean?

[heloise]

[ She ponders for a moment. ] Is it true, Stephanie, that we want even more because we cannot have?

[secondchances]

Sometimes, sure.

What's this about, Lucrezia?

[heloise]

This is about a game, of cards perhaps, where one only turns away and finds the deck has vanished. [ Because like hell is she going to be non-cryptic about it. ] And I cannot have what I want.

Except for a proper meeting with the lovely Cristina.

[secondchances]

[Steph thinks she gets it.

... and if she hadn't seen this coming from one billion miles away, she'd probably be more surprised.]

I think I understand.

[heloise]

[ It feels worse, more tangible, now that Steph knows. She keeps the cheer in her voice. ]

You will show me how to curl my hair, Stephanie?

[secondchances]

[As does she. Hooooooooooooo boy.]

Definitely. I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner.

[heloise]

[ And she doesn't even know the worst part ha. ]

You meant to hone your skill first, did you not, and now you are the maestro.

[secondchances]

Yup! No way was I going to go near you with a hot piece of metal before testing it out on someone, ha ha...

[heloise]

That sounds ominous.

[secondchances]

Nothing to fear. [Ezio took the bullet. Just no laughing allowed when Steph's demonstrating.] You're in safe hands with me.

[heloise]

I have never once doubted that.

[secondchances]

Good! 'cause you shouldn't. Ever.

Anyway, I guess I'll drag over [YOUR CRUSH] our stunning friend now. Brace yourself.

[assassino]

[He's been busy playing with Ace, but--]

Am I your stunning friend?