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

[molotov]

[She rolls her eye, but opens the window. She stands in it, though, so that he can't come in. That's probably rude, but she's annoyed.]

Talk about what? You asked me for advice, ignored it, and then called my husband boring.

[assassino]

I didn't ignore it, I was just frustrated by the tone you took with me.

[Frown.]

And you call him stupid and other names all the time, how is boring an insult compared to that?

[molotov]

The tone I took was that you are being immature. And you are. And da, but he is my husband! I can call him whatever I want. You are not allowed to call him boring when you citing your own behavior as "interesting".

[assassino]

Well, then, perhaps we can agree to disagree on my behaviour. You have not tried doing what I do, therefore you should not judge, and I shall refrain from being immature.

[molotov]

Are you really insinuating that I have to have actively have been a tramp in order to call that immature and unproductive behavior?

[assassino]

No, I am saying that you do not know the pleasures of it, so you only see the... whatever it is you see. In my time, it is perfectly fine for men to behave thus, as long as they are not married.

[molotov]

Ezio, you have asked me multiple times for advice, and you ignore it when I give you the advice. Sex is not a replacement for the passion you lost -- you lost your entire life's drive when you came here. Sex, in your case, is just a drug to numb the pain of having lost your direction. And instead of trying to find a new one, you just keep taking hits of the drug.

I do not need to have been a filthy trollop to understand what you are doing.

[assassino]

[Frown... the whole concept of addiction is radically different in his time.]

What is the problem with that, though? It makes me happy, but I just want to find something additional to do, not replace it.

I initially tried to answer this with Sofia... awkwaaaard...

[molotov]

But you turn down all of my suggestions for that too!

ironically sofia would solve ezio's problem. eventually, anyway

[assassino]

I'm helping with the vineyard, aren't I?

[molotov]

Helping? It was your idea! And you seem to hate it!

[assassino]

[cajoling]

I don't hate it! I just don't know how good I will be, that's all...

[molotov]

You are the one who just lectured me about perfection.

[assassino]

I don't want to be perfect, I just want to be acceptable. I know absolutely nothing about farming.

[molotov]

Neither do I. But we are lucky enough to currently live in a place where it is not even a gamble, because the only thing we can lose is time.

[assassino]

True...

[He shifts his weight awkwardly on those narrow footholds.]

We're doing it, regardless of our combined talents.

[molotov]

Da.

[She watches him shift, then rolls her eye and sighs heavily, moving out of the window.] For god's sake, come inside. You are going to fall and break your leg.

[assassino]

[He cracks a smile and pulls himself up entirely on his arms until he gets high enough to swing a leg over the windowsill.]

I'd just catch myself on a lower windowsill, no need to break anything. But thank you.

[molotov]

Of course. You did a wonderful job of catching yourself when you fell off the roof.

[assassino]

That was different. I did not expect to fall that time.

[molotov]

Do you often expect to fall, Ezio?

[assassino]

Quite often, actually. I'd sooner fall but have control than be completely surprised and unable to catch myself.

[molotov]

Were you expecting to fall from my window? You probably could have just knocked on the front door.

[assassino]

I was expecting to fall if you kept me hanging here without letting me in for longer than fifteen minutes.

[Grin.]

And I figured it would be easier to avoid Samson this way, if he were here and did not take kindly to me interrupting your time together.

[molotov]

I think he would be more suspicious of me talking to someone at the window than at the door! Do you want something to drink?