BENVENUTO A FIRENZE!

[fiorenza]

FIRENZE
NOVEMBRE 9tk

Today is the birthday of Medici's daughter; Clarissa, Clarice, does it matter? The wine is flowing freely and the whole city is in an uproar that grows worse the closer one gets to the Piazza della Signoria. The pulsing heart of the city.

Perhaps the noise roused you from sleep only to find an unfamiliar ceiling. Perhaps you were awake already, your curiosity prompting you to jostle with the cheering crowd to see what the commotion is all about (and why there's a giraffe sticking out like a sore thumb among the drunken dancing mob). Perhaps you were among those who planned the festivity, made the torrone and painted the masks for the Commedia dell'arte.

Whoever you are, whether nobility or commoner, this party is for you, everyone, no one.

BANQUET | THE DANCE | PALIO DEI RIONI | PALAZZO MEDICI | THE ROOFS | THE PIAGNONI
 

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[inlifesname]

[There's a young wizard hiding in one of those simple shelters, the curtains pulled back just enough to let in some of the afternoon light and so that she can see if anyone is coming.

What is she doing that requires such secrecy, you ask?

Why, she's reading, of course. Reading in her Wizard's Manuel and debating about how she should best disguise it here. It looks too thoroughly modern, with its neat printing and library stamp.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Its probably getting darker by the time Duke makes his way up to the roof. It was quiet up here, which mattered the most to him, and he did really enjoy the pushing and shoving of the crowded street to get here.

He also probably doesn't have his period clothing on quite right, but he's blind. It's probably excusable, and also explains why he just.. drops to a clear spot, perhaps not terribly far from where Nita is in that shelter, and holds his head.

Damn castle, he hates world changes. ]

[inlifesname]

[Hearing someone approach, Nita hurridly stuffs the Manual into a little bag and scrambles out of the shelter as best she can in these strange clothes.

And- hey, you don't look so good, kid. She approaches cautiously, stopping a few feet away.]

Are you okay?

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke's head goes up, and he turns fairly accurately for her voice. ]

This sort of change is... distressing.

[ That voice most definitely doesn't belong to a kid, Nita, no matter how young he looks. ]

I.. will find somewhere else, if have interrupted anything.

[inlifesname]

No, it's all right. It not easy being tossed from one place to another like this, especially if you're not used to it.

[radiantwingedone]

[ A short agreeing noise. ]

I am used to it enough to know it will happen, but it will never be easy.

[inlifesname]

Anything I can do to help?

[radiantwingedone]

...

[ He still doesn't like asking for help. ]

At the moment, does this area look secure enough to sleep in? As noisy as it is on the streets, I am not certain where would be... considered good.

YOU SAW NOTHING HERE

[inlifesname]

You didn't wake up in an inn like the rest of us?

NOTHING WHERE?

[radiantwingedone]

I did.

[ He'll assume that was an inn, at least. ]

However it was noisy, and I could not find a way to lock the door.

[ Read: He's a little paranoid. ]

... and I do not know if I could find my way back.

YES GOOD

[inlifesname]

[She glances around, looking at the area around the roof] It should be okay, I guess, as long as you don't fall off. You don't sleep walk, do you?

[Pause] There's not even a door to lock here, though. [So she's not really seeing how this would be better]

[radiantwingedone]

But it is above all those making noise, rather than on the same level. [ Which is most of it. ]

Looking up is a thing most forget, and... it is not likely to be comfortable enough that sleeping deeply is a danger.

[ ... so its probably not the best place, but unless she wants to direct him somewhere else... ]

[inlifesname]

[She still doesn't like it, but.] I'll keep an eye open for someplace better, okay? And maybe bring you a blanket or something.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke stays silent for a while, before he shrugs, a rather awkward motion. A tiny bit of struggling, but she was offering so he didn't feel too... off, about accepting. ]

If it is not too much trouble for you. I have slept in colder places.

[inlifesname]

I'll see what I can do.

[wizard_redfive]

[Someone is coming and in a hurry. The flash of familiar red hair is probably clear as day to Nita, even if Dairine is cross-dressing as a young boy.

Dairine knocks on the wood and hisses quietly:]

Neets. You in there?

[inlifesname]

[A head of brown hair pops up from inside.] Dair. [In boys clothes. Smart.] Good thinking with outfit. [Nita wonders briefly if she could get away with that if she found some binding for her chest. It's not like she had much there anyway.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine slips in.]

As if I’m going to wear what the castle gave me. [Dresses aren't her thing, no matter what the castle seems to think. Her gaze falls on Nita's Manual, and she frowns.] You still have yours?

whooops, and that moment when you realize that you forgot they'd be depowered

[inlifesname]

Kind of. [She frowns.] It's offline, more or less. [Not changing, not updating. Just...a book. Which is worrying.]

it's all cool :)

[wizard_redfive]

Odd. Spot isn't here at all. [She moves over to a pile laundry, the only seat-like thing, and flops onto it. She glances over at Nita and snorts, her bad mood resurfacing.] Of course, it is. Haven't you noticed? Our wizardry is gone.