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[unholydecree]

Correspondence for Cardinal Cesare Borgia may be left here.

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[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[unholydecree]

My Lady...

[Well. Shit.]

I have no bathing suit. Ah, ...though, naturally a gift for you. I had planned on giving it to you later. [He's lying, but he's good at figuring out gifts, he can go pick one up in a moment's notice.]

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[electramoon]

So, the way I figure it is if you don't show up within the next half hour I'm going to expect a gift for every minute you're late.

Deal? Alright.

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[unholydecree]

[Cesare chuckles. Looks as if he has not much of a choice. He hadn't been too enthusiastic about a party where he knew no one and there was no gain in it for him, but when it comes to those close to him he can on occasion but something other than selfish]

Yes, naturally. Consider me on my way.

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[electramoon]

Oh no, I already considered you on your damn way.

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[unholydecree]

[What! Cesare gives her a confused smile]

My goodness, such language. You are a demanding little thing, aren't you?

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[electramoon]

[ She's used a few words before and she's not afraid to use them again. ]

You really want to find out how demanding?

[ ic | som ] v i d e o

[unholydecree]

... [Well!]

There is no need, I am on my way. Time is ticking, I will see you shortly.

[He hangs up with a parting smile.]