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[heloise]

Make ready your riding boots!

 
 

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[abelard]

And you, sis, are yours readied?

[heloise]

[ She lifts her skirt to show him! ]

I've fastened them tight enough to beat you in a race, brother.

[abelard]

Boots as fast as a wild stallion could not make your stride longer. [He smiles at her, teasing.] I will always beat you there.

[heloise]

And if I said it would make me exceedingly happy to win? [ Teasing, not really. ]

[abelard]

Then perhaps a rock on the path would cause me to stumble. Who knows?

[heloise]

[ She laughs and shakes her head. ] No, I would be happier to lose the race than see you hurt.

[abelard]

How little you think of me, sis, to believe that a rock in my way could hurt me!

[heloise]

Then I could have both?

[abelard]

If I were in a good mood.

JOURNAL

[assassino]

Are we going so soon, then?

[But he sounds eager. Time to get dressed up in riding fineries and shit.]

[heloise]

As soon as your feet can take you to the stables, Ezio.

[assassino]

Then consider me flying, then. Shall I retrieve Stephanie as I go?

[heloise]

I believe Stephanie can retrieve you in a flying bike!

[assassino]

What flying bike?

[heloise]

She would exchange riding lessons with showing us how to fly on her bike.

[assassino]

I think that could be enjoyable, though I have never seen a flying bike...

[secondchances]

Be good and I'll show you one day.

Anyway, let's do this. [Mumbling about broken bones here.]

[heloise]

[ And presto, it's the stables! Lucrezia will go on ahead and pick the friendliest-looking horse now. ]

[secondchances]

[Stephanie will just approach quietly, excited to learn something new, but a little nervous, too. She's the only one here who didn't pop out of the womb and into a saddle.]

You kinda forget how big horses are...

[assassino]

Forget? [He chuckles, sliding right into Maximus' stall.] You are not around them often enough, then.

[abelard]

[Cesare chooses the steed he came into Paradisa with.]

Or perhaps you are just accustomed to ponies.

[heloise]

[ She hands Stephanie an apple, before giving one to the black one she picked. ]

You can start with ponies. What do you say, teacher?

[secondchances]

[Steph just sort of stands there. Holding an apple. Looking around at the horses.]

I'm sorry for going awol :(

[assassino]

[He grins.]

Give her the one at the end, the short pony called Merrylegs. He will be gentle to her.

YOU ARE NOT FORGIVEN

[abelard]

[Apples shmapples. Cesare is already making sure that his and Lucrezia's horses are ready for the ride.]

A gentle name, certainly.