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[assassino]

[Ezio is about to bust out the most intense filter work of his life. He has never done a complicated filter before, and he needs to do this right.]


----- Inventors, technology experts, mechanics, but barring those who seek power -----

[he clears his throat, then in that thick Italian accent:]

Hello... my name is Ezio Auditore, and I seek an inventor or mechanic or... esperto of some kind. I have obtained an object of great importance, but I do not know what it does, or what it is capable of.

But I need someone I can trust, someone with the right... sensitivities for this object.





-----Historians and Religious people, barring Lucrezia Borgia -----

[Still more thick Italian accent:]

I seek information about Pope Alexander VI.


-----


[And, with that done, you can find him in the kitchen, contemplating the microwave.]

Comments

[secondchances]

In the last month I've met three Italians. If you guys keep popping up at this rate, I'm going to be super educated.

[assassino]

[He's tempted to correct her –– Lucrezia is a Spaniard, technically speaking, but he supposes she would have had to be very, very young when she came to Italia. Does it even matter? Nah, he glosses over it with a smile]

You'll be speaking Italiano and drinking wine with all your meals in no time, signorina.

[secondchances]

And you'll be saying "cool" and not jumping at toasters... signore. [Aha. She remembers that.]

[assassino]

[laugh]

Va bene, I can learn that.

[secondchances]

Va bene. [Assumes that means alright or something close to it. She'll just. Parrot after him.]

Sounds nicer when you say it.

[assassino]

You just need to say it like it belongs in your mouth, not as repetition.

[secondchances]

That's easy for you to say. [Mr. Sexy Accent.]

[assassino]

Of course it is, I grew up speaking it. But go on, try again.

[secondchances]

[Sigh. All she wanted was waffles, now she's got a language lesson.]

Alright...

Va... bene.

[LIKE YOU MEAN IT, BROWN.]

Va bene.

[assassino]

[laugh]

Good enough for now.

[secondchances]

That's the polite way of saying "please stop butchering my language, it hurts my soul."

[assassino]

You think me to be that cruel? [grin] Eat your waffles.

[secondchances]

Gladly. Waffles belong in my mouth. [Shoving the rest of her waffle into that black hole. Is most delicate and elegant lady in Paradisa.]

[assassino]

[You do that, Steph. Meanwhile, Ezio's gonna pour himself some wine.]

[secondchances]

[Watchin'.]

Oorn't--[hold up, don't talk with your mouth full.]--you weren't kidding, huh? Wine all the time.

[assassino]

Too much water leads to disease, and milk is uncommon. Wine and beer are healthier.

[secondchances]

You're going to make a lot of friends with that attitude here.

[assassino]

Attitude? I thought it was common sense.

[secondchances]

For you. Where I'm from, you're not legally allowed to have alcohol until you're 21. Doesn't stop people from drinking, of course.

[assassino]

[the mind is boggled.]

That is absurd. Even children drink wine, in my time, though it is cut with other drinks.

[secondchances]

It cuts down on the number of drunks doing things in fountains.

[assassino]

Or what is drunk to you is life for us.

[Laugh. No. He's joking.]

[secondchances]

If the castle ends up sending us to Italy, I guess I'll know what to expect.

[assassino]

I hope it sends us to Italia. I still want to see it in the modern day. Perhaps see my old villa, see if it has survived all the years.

[secondchances]

Maybe your great great great great great grandkids kept it. That would be neat.