maleborgia: (qui nescit dissimulare nescit regnare)
[Cesare is sitting on one of three (new! ish) barstools in Canada's kitchen, a large bowl of a dark amber liquid on the counter next to him and sending a text to Someone.]

[literally it's just a video of three different bottles (labels carefully covered) being opened and poured into a mixing bowl]
maleborgia: (si tu loras lo más digno)
*okay guys do your brotherly love shit.

This Cesare is just in Canada dealing with this complicated.*
maleborgia: (dedicated a treatise on syphilis to him)
*All things aside, Cesare still uses the library frequently. He might not spend as much time in it, but he's been coming and going a lot and so happens to be inside it when a little bubble of annoyance thank you, Camp encircles it...*

IC: Laundry

Apr. 6th, 2012 06:33 pm
maleborgia: (brb conquering the Romagnol)
*Cesare's carrying a pair of boots and two complete outfits, carefully wrapped up in themselves, and wearing a third, less commonly-seen set of clothing. It's laundry day, apparently, and he seems rather cautious as he looks for Turnbull.*

Oh, there you are.
maleborgia: (brb conquering the Romagnol)
((from here))

And what better way to learn more about it than by getting a bit closer? Honestly, Shaun, where is your sense of scientific inquiry?
maleborgia: (two centuries too early for this joke)
*Look out that window in the consulate, sure is wet out there. 8(a

...Oh, well, at least Canada's still nice and dry.*
maleborgia: (soy quien soy)
*As the subject says, come 1/6 Cesare is knocking on the door to one of the cabins.*

Rue. It's me.

*Since this is a front door, and it leads to the residence of someone he actually likes, he'll wait a bit to see if it will be opened for him before trying it himself.*
maleborgia: (and the unceasing flow of time)
Intentionally ambiguous as to Italy v. Camp setting. Either short drabble or one-person scene from Camp backdated to a few days ago. :|b;

I haven't done fic in years, wtf. )
maleborgia: (the public was a private club)
(Continues for any/all Fourth Wall threads!)
maleborgia: (caballo y caballero)
(from here, because we broke the continuations thread orz

...And then I started linking other continuations here too. THIS IS JUST FOR ALL THE SOIREE THREADS.)
maleborgia: (brb conquering the Romagnol)
*It might take a day or so but, yes, Cesare remembers he and Shaun were arguing and that it had quickly devolved into insults and maybe he should do something about all of that. Clashing world views and all that, but he might as well do the decent thing and make an overture.

In light of that, he's standing outside the Assassin cabin, one hand cupped to his mouth.*

Shaun? Are you in there?

Ed

OH GDI THIS IS JUST A CONTINUES POST FOR ALL BITCHFIGHTS EVER.
maleborgia: (a good companion and a brave man)
*Today... is something of an odd day, although it's hard to pick out what exactly is off about it. A ride seemed in order, and then after no one could be found, a turn towards some of the typically abandoned cabins for lack of anything better to do.*

(Warnings for torture and death.)
maleborgia: (more interested in warlike undertakings)
*Camp's a farm, right? And you know what farms have? Pigs.

The ones in Camp are a little... different from the cute, not-by-the-hair-on-my-chinney-chin-chin ones some of you might be more familiar with, however...

One way or another, it's clearly the time for a boar hunt. Clearly. And somewhere away from the center of Camp are two people on horses looking to do just that.*

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