knightsoflegend | venice ♔ to remove the stain of my love

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venice ♔ to remove the stain of my love

WHO || Rafael Giovanni, Kat, Gar, Buffy, Myri [closed]
WHAT || Invited to the home of the talented singer, the Knights attempt to learn more about his connection to NOVA Records.
WHERE || Rafael's villa, an hour outside Venice, Italy
WHEN || July 6, evening.
HOW || Actionspam, NO TAG ORDER

With Dumage MIA and not responding to her phone, the girls quickly got ready for an evening at the home of the exceptionally talented singer who had dragged them in front of the audience at Notturno. Gar looks nice, if subtly so, in a mid-length red dress and simple make-up (11 Disguise check ~~which is what I use for people prettyifying up~~). Kat's own attempts to do her make-up when left unaided in the bathroom left her coming out looking like Rocky Raccoon, unhappily smeared in blush and metallic eyeshadows (crit fail :( ), but after the other girls helped salvage her (15), she looks really pretty, though still not wearing anything remotely close to a dress. Ever.

The girls take a ride outside of town, driving through Veneto at breakneck speeds, because someone let Kat drive (check 17). What should be an hour's journey takes them half that time, and they pull up to the impressive sight of a dual story white and red villa that all but screams luxury.

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[ rafael turns to where buffy sits, raising his wine glass and offering her a little side smile. ] And you as well, signorina?

[ do you feel that, buffy? holes. being burned in your head. and the hideous grinding sound of isabella's fork screeking across her plate as her hand applies even more unconscious pressure to it. ]

[ buffy slowly sets her wine glass aside as the fork screeches and clears her throat, looking around uncomfortably, and then drums up a smile. ]

... I'd love to! Obviously. I mean I don't -- I've never ridden. Almost. Back -- [ don't say at the castle don't say at the castle it doesn't matter how charming he is you have to lie. ] Home. B-But, I mostly just ... watch.

I think we might find room for some spectators as well. [ he holds his glass aloft as if for a toast, a teasing edge to his tone. ] We have a plan, then. But for now... let us not allow this dinner to go to waste.

It's quite wonderful. Is ... Hiro your cook as well?

[ oh i guess he's not a mute ] Signore Giovanni prepares the meals. I only serve them.

[ isabella pushes her own plate aside, abruptly, folding her napkin and dropping it on top of it ]

And I think I have no appetite for Signore Giovanni's meal tonight.

If you will excuse me. [ as polite as the words might be, they come out icy cold as she rises ]

[Myri watches the woman leave, wondering if they are in harm's way at all by crossing her, but decides that Rafael holds sway here, obviously, so if they have his blessing, they should be fine.]

The food is very good. [She offers meekly. But after a moment adds.] I hope we did not offend her in some way?

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Rafael finally watches her as she leaves, and his shoulders droop the tiniest bit in frustration, though he squares them again as he shakes his head. ] No, no... [ he frowns slightly. ] Isabella... does not approve of my granting this sort of audience to my fans. She thinks it is bad business, you could say.

I'm sorry. You've been so great, having us here and everything. The last thing we wanted to do was cause any trouble between you and your ... friend. [ buffy stumbles over the world, giving a little raise of her eyebrows and seeking confirmation that friend is a good descriptor. as opposed to, say, girlfriend. ]

It is no trouble, I assure you! [ he doesn't correct her, but he glosses over it so fast that it's unclear whether that's out of preoccupation with her leaving or because buff was spot on. ]

Isabella merely believes it is her job to worry for me. [ he flashes a bright smile. ] Now, shall we finish our meal and take a walk to the stables?

A wonderful plan. They were quite right: this meal is excellent! [ like craft: cooking 26 excellent, ok. it is the food of the gods.

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE TIME: If the girls have more questions they would like to direct to Rafael while Isabella is gone while they're specifically at dinner still, keep a-going, otherwise you guys can hit the fast forward button to heading outside \o/ ]

[Myri will personally keep questions to herself for now. He's obviously upset at the woman's departure and she believes that there will be plenty of time to learn things now that they will be staying the night.]

[ buffy's making note of how impersonal making it her ~job~ to worry makes it sound and keeping any further pressing questions to herself for the time being. dinner's way too good for more questions.

fast forward button ready go. ]

[ SWEET LETS GO SEE SOME HORSIES.

Whether he was upset or not by her departure, he doesn't let it show anymore, as he talks freely about his music over the course of the rest of dinner, obviously figuring they're interested as fans. Even without context, it's apparent that he's passionate about what he does. Hiro clears up the table as Rafael ushers them out back, where he leads them towards the stables, pausing against the fence to nod towards a strong looking dark brown horse, which is the lone animal out and about. He bears a white mark on his forehead, and shakes his black mane as he trots to and fro.

Rafael adopts a rakish grin as he watches him, leaning on one of the posts of the fence. ]

That beauty's all mine. He is all fire, that one. But I would have him no other way.

[Myri enjoys seeing the way Rafael reacts to his horse. She thinks she can sense a connection there, which is important to her. She stands beside him and watches the beast trot around.]

What is his name?

He's beautiful. [ buffy leans against the fence, holding out a hand to try and urge the horse over. ]

[ with buffy's handle animal check, the horse has no fucks to give. it is miley cyrus and CAN'T BE TAMED. ]

Foschia. Like the mist.

[ guess who got a NAT TWENTY HANDLE ANIMAL CHECK THO

yes, gar is the horse whisperer. she too puts out a hand and the thing trots right over, and immediately sticks its nose in her hand. she smiles brilliantly, obviously thrilled, scratching him under his chin, and then petting his mane. ]

Mist? After the Mist, or ...?

[ he looks at her curiously. ] Like the Veil mist? [ a shake of his head ] No, no. It is more like... a, how do you say... haze, si? [ he nods towards the open door leading into the stables ] Isabella's horse is inside: Stella Viola. She is a new mother, if you would like to see the foal.

Fo-schia [Myri tries the name out on her tongue. The languages of this world are beautiful, but so much to learn. She perks at the idea of seeing a newborn horse.]

If you don't think strangers would frighten the little one.

Isabella's not gonna ... have some kind of conniption if we look at it, right?

[ Buffy's question evokes an amused grin, and he waves a hand, chuckling. ] No, no, it is nothing. She would be glad for you to see it. [ he disappears inside, and gar reluctantly pries herself away from the horse, as kat grabs her by the elbow and draws her in the door after him.

it's not the largest stable, but for what appears to just be the three horses, it's spacious, clean, and built from expensive wood paneling. rafael moves to the farthest stall, shoving his hands in his pockets as his eyes fixate on a shape they can't see from where they waltz in.

he opens his mouth to speak but the only sound audible is a sudden high-pitched SCREEEEEE. there's a rush of wings, and suddenly a blur of brown and white descends from the ceiling, directly down towards myri and buffy. rafael bolts towards them, the smile dropping off his face instantly, as he shouts in a commanding tone: ]

SORTO! NO!

[ at the last moment, the bird arcs up and away from them, letting out another caw, before moving to perch on top of the wooden beam above the stalls. The beautiful bird leers down at them with angry eyes, its beak working open and closed, obviously worked up still. ]

[ meanwhile, there's an appallingly loud crash behind the girls, the source of which was kat... who had jumped so much at the sudden dive bombing hawk that she'd crash landed in a pile of buckets. she's still holding gar's arm, who helps her up, and it looks like only her pride is wounded as she grudgingly says: ] I'm ok! Nothing to ... see here...

[Myri ducks her head slightly as the bird descends, but she's actually more startled by Rafael's exclamation. A reflex save of 18 will keep her on her feet, but she does step back to try to avoid being crashed into by the bird. Her attention is quickly brought to Kat and Gar at the sound of the crash.

So much happening at once!

Myri steps over to her Knight, one hand over her mouth. It may be difficult to tell if she's concerned or trying not to laugh.]

It would seem there are animal companions of all sorts can be found here.

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