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]

[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.]

[ex_garroter234]

There are many of those. [She's clearly hiding it for whatever reason so he's not going to bother asking. What's her deal, though...]

[secondchances]

So I hear. I'm sure he'd be happy to know more people from Rome are here.

[Better than weird modern people, right?]

[ex_garroter234]

I think that depends upon which son. And what person from Rome.

[secondchances]

How would you introduce yourself?

[ex_garroter234]

[He smiles a little thinly.] To a Borgia? I would not need to do so.

[secondchances]

Why not?

[ex_garroter234]

The Borgia already know all those in Rome who would be of use to them.

[secondchances]

So you know them? Personally.

[Figures, really. None of these Italians are completely random!]

[ex_garroter234]

[He is trying his best to be shifty and vague about this, but this woman just keeps asking direct questions, doesn't she ... gosh ...]

You assume I would be of use to them.

[secondchances]

That's what you're implying.

[What's with this guy and being shifty and vague and not answering her direct questions? >:( ]

[ex_garroter234]

[*~IS IT?????~* but no he doesn't say that. What if he did, though? Maybe Steph just finds him so unsettling because he won't give her a straight answer, like a freaking Batman villain. Micheletto, calm down.

He scoffs lightly, shaking his head.]

I imply only that they would already know me if I am useful, and will never need to know me if I am not.

[Cryptic as this is, it's still the truth! He's useful to Cesare, so Cesare knows him. To everyone else, he's just That Guy...]

[secondchances]

Has anyone ever told you that you can be annoyingly vague?

[She says it with a smile, like she's joking, but she's dead serious and contemplating pulling out her hair. Or his hair. But his hair is sort of greasy looking...]

[ex_garroter234]

[It probably is.

Here's something, though: a straight answer for once.] No.

[secondchances]

[She stops to look at him, and then facepalms. REALLY.]

Well, for the record? You can be.