０１８． ｔｅｘｔ ＋ ａｃｔｉｏｎ？

[mansuetus]

Sweet Tranquility;

Your company is requested on a perilous journey! one that songs would have been written on if we had a bard or a poet in our company.

it is an important mission; to go to the heart of the gardens and pick berries.

the necessary equipment is as follows;

- baskets

- a song to sing for the walk would be quite long.

- a mood which would suit such a task as berry picking.

I shall be most grateful to have your company.

Lucrezia Borgia;

Comments

private.

[mansuetus]

[ don't laugh!!! Well ok, she'll smile a little. ]

Out of love for you only.

private.

[northerner]

[ ugh lucrezia THE THINGS YOU SAY ]

What do you think of him? My Corvo Attano?

private.

[mansuetus]

I think.

[ she hums in thought, head tilted before a little grin sneaks onto her lips. ]

He needs to smile more, my love. He is so somber. I plan to achieve exactly that if he is to spend so much time in my company. Do you think I shall emerge victorious?

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[northerner]

I think it a great task, but you capable of leveling mountains were the desire to strike you.

[ though she would first have to coax the mask off corvo, and robb wasn't entirely sure of her chances. but like hell was he going to admit that. ]

I'd say he were already defeated, but I know him to be a stubborn adversary.

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[mansuetus]

A stubborn one! That would mean I would not easily bore of the task and when I win - my victory shall be very sweet.

[ and she will win. ]

private.

[northerner]

We shall have to celebrate it, surely. And perhaps Corvo shall be the happier for it, or so I'd hope.

[ because lbr, robb hopes for corvo's happiness. ]