xxiii λ shameless

[assassino]

---- Stephanie ----

How have you been these past few days, dolcezza?



---- Horny Women who need... succor and comfort ;) ----

You have needs... perhaps I can be of service to you.

[Aaaand don't mind that filter stealth-edited to keep certain horned little girls out ARADIA.]

Comments

[assassino]

What is with you and touching my nose?

[secondchances]

Can you blame me?

[assassino]

Perhaps! I cannot say I have ever encountered such a fascination before.

[secondchances]

The only reason I hang around you is because it offers shade from the sun.

[assassino]

Is it really so huge? I knew it was rather large, but I did not think it was large enough to serve as a parasol.

[secondchances]

I'm kidding! It gives you character.

[assassino]

Is it a good character?

[secondchances]

One of the best! You know that.

[assassino]

Of course I do! I just like to hear it reinforced.

[secondchances]

That could get tiring. How about I just notify you if it changes?

[assassino]

That is agreeable. How often should I compliment you?

[secondchances]

Let's see. There are 1440 minutes in a day, so... [She counts on her fingers.]

[assassino]

At least a thousand, then. I can sleep the other four hundred.

[secondchances]

A thousand different compliments? Good luck.

[assassino]

I'm sure I could manage. Would you really doubt me?

[secondchances]

I know you have a book of default compliments somewhere. Where is it? [She lifts a cushion to look.] I bet it's not that big, though.

[assassino]

What!? [He laughs.] I do not write anything down.

[secondchances]

"I told her that her hair was like beautiful pasta! Oh, I must write that down and deny that I would do such a thing."

[assassino]

I would never!

[secondchances]

[She laughs.] I'm just kidding! You're not that lame. Don't get all offended.

[assassino]

I take my ability to charm women very seriously, you know.

[Nah, not really. He's just messing with her.]

I'm afraid you will have to win back my friendship after such a grievous insult.

[secondchances]

Hurt you deep, huh? [She sips her soda, watching him.] How do I win back your friendship? Make posters about how good of a charmer you are and post them around the castle?

[assassino]

Hmm... I do not know. Perhaps you'll just have to try a variety of things.

[secondchances]

Do an Ezio portrait? Write you a song? Clean your room? Wash your laundry? [She makes increasingly disgusted faces. She doesn't want to touch your sheets, Ezio.]