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[mansuetus]

This day has found me sad.

[ there is not much of an introduction today. Lucrezia Borgia, wrapped in a blanket in her bed, pale fingers flipping through a book which lies open in her lap. ]

What can be done to expel such?

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[ voice ]

[mansuetus]

I am not a very good singer.

[ she is a better dancer by far. ]

Will you sing?

[tailcrook]

I'm sorry Lucrezia... it's a little hard for me to believe that. [What he cares for is the heart in it.]

But I can still try that for you, if you tell me what kind of song you want?

[mansuetus]

A kind that makes you happy. Sing me a song that you favor and I might be convinced to sing one for you. But I am entirely honest!!

[ she smiles ]

I'm not very gifted in singing.

[tailcrook]

[What a choice to make, he likes so many... but eventually he gets an idea.]

When I was little... my mother would sing this to me.

[And he pauses again. Not to remember how it goes, but to hope his voice is fair enough for the task after such a long, groggy time (and even longer, singing without using his voice at all). But he's slept enough since, he's not bad....

With a smile behind his tenor he sings of treasures hidden in the grass. Birds and mice and a prized rabbit, and by the end it's clearly a cat's song. But it's simple and playful, not terribly long, and he hopes he's done a good job.]

[mansuetus]

[ she does laugh at that and claps her hands ]

A cat's kingdom is as magnificent as the ones of men. Mice and birds are more precious than gold and rubies. My mother sang to me as well; before sleep.

[tailcrook]

Yes...!

[He's surprised, but happy to hear her approval on the subject, smiling shyly to himself with a duck of his head.]

I liked those times with mine... I haven't forgotten any of the ones she sang to me. What did yours sing about?

[mansuetus]

They were nursery hymns. Would you hear the one I loved most?

[tailcrook]

[Any song that earns love... he can't say his interest isn't peaked with how quickly he consents to it.]

I would!

[mansuetus]

It is quite short, but I remember my mother singing it to me and I learned it when I was very young. It can be sang in a game too.

[ she smiles and sings ]

I took a bow and aimed it low, and caught you on the chin, chin, chin. My mother said ‘now go to bed I’ll have to lock you in, in, in.'

[tailcrook]

[He thinks he could have liked this song as a child, his tail swaying behind him unseen on this call. But the curiosity in his voice once she's finished doesn't leave.]

Hmm...! What kind of game do you play with it?

[mansuetus]

I will have to see you if I am to teach you. The game requires two players.

[→ video ]

[tailcrook]

[If it's for Lucrezia, revealing himself isn't so bad, and first he simply makes a switch.]

See? Or come see....

[He supposes that could be arranged, too, in time. He could probably grasp whatever it is better that way, his camera's view so small.]