xxxvi λ winter

[assassino]

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January 28th.

In some ways, I feel as though I am a ship adrift at sea, or at least a boat lost in a maze of canals. I do not know how to navigate a relationship with a woman from the future. The customs that are difficult enough in friendship prove even more complicated now. I know how a man might dictate a relationship in my time, but Lana is entirely different. If I commanded her, she would likely just be angry with me, so I am letting her make all of the decisions… it is strange, to say the least, but there is little I can do, even if I feel I am being emasculated.

Put like that, it all sounds very dramatic, but it feels as though that is the only way I can express it. It is one thing to be friends with women from the future, that I enjoy very much, but it is somehow different to call one your "girlfriend." I am just not used to being at one woman's beck and call.

I want to be prepared for this, yet I still feel lost… but I am still determined to prove to Molotov and the rest of them that I can be with a single woman and respect her wishes.

(It would be easier, though, if I were not always consumed with... frustrations. She will not even allow me to taste her.)

And what else plagues my mind? The Borgia, of course, as always… I fear Lucrezia will sabotage my relationships, and am concerned about that Cesare has been planning. I dare not place too many thoughts to the page, lest I bring bad luck upon myself.

Then there is Tim, who is Stephanie's "ex-boyfriend" –– I have yet to meet him, but I look forward to it. A bit of sporting fun would do me good.


x






----- Cesare Borgia -----


[written]

Salute.

I'd like to invite you to dinner. Just men –– no fair ladies this time.

E. Auditore.


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Is it time for the snow to vanish into the ground yet? I hate snow. It is miserable to have to bundle oneself up like a Rossian just to go outdoors, and even more miserable to be indoors and wet in such heavy clothing.

Fuck winter, that is what I say.

Comments

[assassino]

True, but you never hacked or slashed enemies in the first place.

[secondchances]

Because I've never had a sword! Just imagine how I had to kill dinosaurs and giant spiders out in the wilderness. Poor me.

[assassino]

I am not the one who told you to pick a delusional man for a mentor.

[secondchances]

I picked the crazy man all on my own, thank you very much. Proud of it.

[assassino]

Yes, but he does not let you use swords.

[secondchances]

It's more like they're frowned upon. And anyway, he's not here.

[assassino]

What would he think if you used them in his presence?

[secondchances]

That I've lost my mind and probably shouldn't be trusted ever again.

[assassino]

So why do you follow him?

[secondchances]

I believe in what he does, and what he stands for. He's inspiring, the kind of man you don't want to let down. I've learned a good portion of what I know from him.

[Good and bad.]

[assassino]

Yet he proposes that you save your city without ridding it of those who would cause it harm.

[secondchances]

People still trust him to protect them.

[assassino]

While he lets criminals live.

[secondchances]

While he doesn't murder.

[assassino]

While he places a murderer's life over the life of an innocent.

[secondchances]

That's not true at all. And please don't ever say that to him if he ever shows up here.

[assassino]

What would he do?

[secondchances]

I don't want to think about it. If you thought I freaked out when Tim got here, I really hope you don't have to see my reaction if he comes here. Us being friends would not fly with him at all.

[Not that she'd stop being friends with Ezio because Bruce didn't like him, but THE ARGUMENTS... and probably threats to take Batgirl away, but maybe she's just worrying too much.]

[assassino]

He is your mentor, his business should be your work. Why should he control who you are friends with?

[secondchances]

He'd care when it could conflict with work, and the ongoing theme you'll notice here is trust. He wouldn't trust my trust in you.

I don't really want him to come back here, but I swear everything would make sense if you met the man.

[assassino]

[He shakes his head. If this guy gave her any trouble about their friendship, he'd kick the shit out of this guy just to put him in his place.]

Let us hope that he does not show up, then.

[secondchances]

Fingers crossed. I'm happy to have people I know showing up again, I really am, but it'd be nice if he just sorta stayed put.

[assassino]

You should find a new mentore, regardless.

[secondchances]

They don't grow on trees.

[assassino]

[shrug]

Suit yourself.