if you don't leave you will kill or be killed

[ex_garroter234]

Who: Micheletto and you
What: the most ridiculous intro i've ever written
When: 13/December, late afternoon
Where: the duck pond
Rating: ducks.

[There is currently a very nonplussed-looking man standing knee-deep in the duck pond. He has apparently been there for at least several minutes, because the ducks have become accustomed to his presence enough where they aren't too afraid to come close.

His hair is a little damp, too. Maybe he fell in earlier? Regardless, he's still just standing there. It's a little weird. Surely someone in such a catatonic state could use some assistance!

Of course, the second any hypothetical assistance gets close enough, he's going to grab them and toss them into the pond. Maybe that's why he looks so puzzled.]

[ooc.: during this post, micheletto's also experiencing his first temporary loss, wherein he will just shove people into the pond reflexively if they get within arm's reach. because it's funny. prose or actionspam, you decide!]

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[secondchances]

[YOU'RE NOT EASY Steph wants to retort >:( but no. She must be kind and helpful because... because. She sighs, then follows behind.]

No, it's really not.

Where are you going?

[ex_garroter234]

[He glances over his shoulder when Steph starts to follow him, then proceeds to ignore her.]

Rome.

[secondchances]

Rome isn't that way. It's not any way, actually.

[ex_garroter234]

[THIS WOMAN. He stops, turns around, and stares at her.]

Then speak plainly. What happened to it?

[secondchances]

Hello, I am speaking plainly, if you'd listen.

Nothing happened to Rome. Whenever you go back, you'll be right in the moment you left. You've been kidnapped by a magical castle, and you're stuck here until it decides to let you go.

... sounds crazy, but I am pointing at said castle.

[SHE POINTS.]

[ex_garroter234]

[He glances over at the castle she's pointing at. That sure is a castle.]

If you think me a fool, you're mistaken. Find another mark to con.

[He places his hand on the sword at his hip. You know, to emphasise that he's not being taken in by this clearly obvious chicanery.]

[secondchances]

Uh, what exactly am I going to get out of conning you? I'm trying to help you.

[She frowns at the sword. Not really wanting to get shanked today... especially by this guy.]

[ex_garroter234]

[excuse u, micheletto's shanking is as good as any other man's!! don't give him an even bigger complex]

Why. For what purpose?

[secondchances]

I'm... a helpful person? I know what it's like to just end up here. It's confusing.

[ex_garroter234]

[He stares at her. If his heart held such emotions, he would feel pity for this poor, mad soul.]

'End up here.' In Paradise for the living.

[secondchances]

Don't let the name fool you.

Look, if you want to walk off and try to figure this out on your own, go right ahead. But my offer to help still stands.

[She's fucking cold and isn't going to trail after him forever.]

[ex_garroter234]

[Micheletto hesitates!! Because ... for real, for all his scepticism, there really is something not right about all this. And he doesn't particularly feel like wandering aimlessly.

He spreads his hands out at his sides.] What help can you offer? If not directions.

[secondchances]

I've been here for almost three years. I can show you where things like the kitchen are, help you find your room in the castle... help you get comfortable.

[ex_garroter234]

[There's a short, quiet scoff at that, but he doesn't say anything. Instead, he gestures wide, inviting her to lead the way.

STEPH this is probably a really bad idea, this guy is creepy as fuck......]

[secondchances]

[SHE'S TRYING NOT TO JUDGE... and she figures she can take this creepy ginger dude, even if he does have a sword. She starts heading towards the castle.]

This way.

[ex_garroter234]

[He follows quietly, just sort of glancing around as they walk. He is not the best conversationalist, so this might get awkward really fast.]

[secondchances]

Sooo...

[She rubs her arms a little. Soggy. Ew.]

Rome, you said?

[ex_garroter234]

Yes. And you, where are you from?

[secondchances]

Very far from Rome. Like, so far you've never heard of it, I can guarantee.

[FIVE HUNDRED YEARS FAR.]

[ex_garroter234]

That's a bold claim.

[He's not going to dispute it, though. Sometimes it's better to appear simple and unworldly.]

Yet we understand one another. So not as far from Rome as you may think.

[secondchances]

[She's sure he's never heard of Gotham, so she just manages a thin smile. She'll get him to the castle, show him where the kitchen is, and point him towards the stairs. He can find his own room. She's too soggy.]

It's complicated. I know a few people from Rome, though.

[ex_garroter234]

[Insinuating he won't just lurk around the castle instead of actually looking for his room ...]

Do you? I know many people in Rome. Perhaps I know them.

[secondchances]

I'm sure you at least know of them. The name Borgia ring a bell?

[She's not sure if she wants to tell him about Lucrezia, because you don't tell creepy guys about your cute BFF.]

[ex_garroter234]

[He doesn't falter or otherwise make any indication that means anything supremely important to him. Though this woman just became a lot more interesting to him.]

Everyone in Rome knows the Borgia. You mean to say they are here as well?

[secondchances]

One of the sons.

[Oh, what the hell. She'll show some caution on Cesare's behalf, too.]