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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]

[ 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.

[assassino]

Why, because I have a reputation? You have one of your own.

[heloise]

[ That miffs her. Lucrezia sets her wine glass on the mantel and makes to leave. ]

Fine. I go to tell them.

[assassino]

[He reaches to grab her wrist.]

No.

[He doesn't want to look affected by her words, but he is.]

[heloise]

You know how to stop me.

[assassino]

[He pauses.]

Fine. I will tell you.

[heloise]

[ Oh, she does love getting her way! Lucrezia takes his wrist in turn to lead them back to the sofa, like storytelling time. ]

Whenever you have gathered all your words, Ezio.

[assassino]

[He follows, and sits first, pulling her down to sit with him.]

I think I have them gathered, it is just putting them in the best order.

[heloise]

[ She laughs. ]

For best effect?

[assassino]

Yes, for best effect.

[He smiles. His mind is saying "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck", but he keeps his cool on the outside.]

Even a man who loves women as much as I do sometimes likes to be alone with his imagination, you see.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia tips her head to one side and smirks knowingly. Stalling! ]

Go on.