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[heloise]

[ Lucrezia blames this on boredom, or curiosity, whichever you prefer.

She has a small wooden box in hand, another present since he so disliked the previous one, not that this one is intended to appease him, not precisely. She knocks softly twice, checking to see that the hallway is clear. She would not like to be seen. ]

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[heloise]

[ She smiles wider, reaching her hand for that glass of wine now please. ]

[assassino]

[He hands it to her.]

[heloise]

[ And she takes an indulgent sip from it. ]

[assassino]

[He sips his own.]

[heloise]

[ She holds her glass with both hands. ]

I believe you have something of mine.

[assassino]

Oh? What do I have?

[heloise]

A memorabilia, I believe. Did you keep it?

[assassino]

Oh, that.

[He smirks.]

I did, but you do not want it back.

[heloise]

[ NO. She gives him a look. ]

Why not?

[assassino]

[He just chuckles.]

[heloise]

[ Her eyes widen in realization. Oh my god. Whatever taking the Lord's name in vain. Lucrezia can't-- but oh she can. ]

I want it back.

[assassino]

[Teasing:]

And if I won't give it?

[heloise]

[ She lowers her eyes. You wouldn't dare. ]

I might have to resort to more severe methods.

[assassino]

[Amused.]

And I will buy you new ones.

[heloise]

No. [ Said like it's obvious. ]

You can find other ways to compensate.

[assassino]

What do you have in mind?

[He is not taking her particularly seriously. What's she going to do? Write another stupid letter to the girlfriend she doesn't know he has?]

[heloise]

[ That would be her doing him a favor. ]

Tell me what you did to it.

[assassino]

What else? I used it to pleasure myself.

[heloise]

Tell me how.

[assassino]

That seems rather inappropriate to tell an unwed young woman.

[heloise]

Since when did you care for propriety?

[assassino]

Since certain women are so protective of you that they would have my head.

[Not like that stopped him before, though...]

[heloise]

[ She tweaks a small smile at that. ]

They would know how you came to possess it if you do not tell me.

[assassino]

Would they believe you? In the dark, masked, surrounded by drink and dancing, when you have already given up the trinket you stole? I scarcely believe it myself.

[heloise]

They would more readily believe me than you in this matter.