Camp AU Event

[maleborgia]

[Very late in the week of the AU event, (college!)Cesare has gone in search of (future!)Alvis. Some of the novelty of this strange zombie summer camp has worn off but he remembers her vanship and just how exhilarating that was. Besides, she is company who isn't a) his actual professor or b) his not actual(?) brother. It's a nice clear day. A day for adventure.]

Alvis! You don't have plans, do you? [hope you are okay with this kid confidently inserting himself into them]

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[maleborgia]

Hm, I suppose you are right.

And what do you want to make out of it?

[keytoexilellence]

As long as it's a good dream, I'm not too concerned. It can happen as it will.

[maleborgia]

[arms folded but he nudges her] Be more specific than that. Perhaps you need to vocalize it to make it so. As for me, I did enjoy the library once I took a better look around, but it cannot hold a candle next to that flight. You should become a stunt pilot if you ever get tired of diplomacy.

[keytoexilellence]

[Laughing lightly]

A stunt pilot? What do they do? ...And don't just say stunts.

[maleborgia]

All kinds of things... They put on shows for people and fly either solo or in a group with a set routine, getting close to the ground or other obstacles, doing flips and loops, or crossing one another's path. [motioning with his hands to act this all out]

[keytoexilellence]

People are too used to it in my world though. My flying isn't terribly special -- there are competitions every year for that.

[maleborgia]

Not special? I can't believe it. I've never seen anything like it before.

[keytoexilellence]

And I've never seen anything like that device you have. Can you play music again?

[maleborgia]

Of course. [he takes his phone out, no headphones this time, so when he hits play this comes straight from the speakers]

[keytoexilellence]

[Delighted and she claps along as they go]

The other song was in this language too -- it's your country's?

[maleborgia]

[shakes his head] This is Spanish. My first language is Italian, but my father is from Spain and he spoke it with us.

[keytoexilellence]

Ahhhh! How lucky!

[maleborgia]

It's amazing how people from so many different places can understand one another here. What language do you speak?

[keytoexilellence]

This, Glacies, and I can read some of the older texts.

[maleborgia]

Older texts? Like the classics?

[keytoexilellence]

I suppose you could call them that. In Glacies and Ades there are huge libraries and some of the material is very old.

[maleborgia]

Your counties have different names than the ones I am familiar with. Show me where they are. [switching over to a world map on his phone]

[keytoexilellence]

[Awww goodbye music. She frowns at the map and then zooms in, flipping it upside down an pointing to the Mediterranean region]

[maleborgia]

This is where we supposedly are. [leaving the map reversed for her and pointing to france]

[keytoexilellence]

Oh! That's not TOO far... And where did you say you were from?

[maleborgia]

Here. [zooming in enough on Rome that she can get a sense of the size of the city] Rome.

[keytoexilellence]

Ah, it's big! Do you like living in the city?

[maleborgia]

It can be great fun. There's always something going on. The food in Rome is very good as well--I would be your guide and take you around if you were to visit, to places not listed in the reference books.

[keytoexilellence]

[You had her at food. Be still her fluttering GI system!]

That WOULD be fun! I wonder if it's possible... That'd be a really incredible dream then!

[maleborgia]

[pulling up pictures of now of spaghetti alla puttanesca, gnocchi, gelato...] Maybe if you wish hard enough it will come true. I know I would enjoy your good company, even if it means being a figment of your dream.