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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I don't remember the last time he was so angry, no. [ the bird resolutely won't move, no matter how much he entreats, so he gives up trying, just keeping a half eye on it. ] I apologize. Perhaps something frightened him before we came in.

[ muttered: ] If I do end up getting a familiar, someone remind me to take 'bird' off the candidate list.

[ LA LA LA talking loudly over Kat ] As Myrilandel said: your horses are quite beautiful. Does the foal have a name yet?

[ that draws rafael's attention, and he shakes his head, giving a small smile. ] None yet. Perhaps one of you has a suggestion?

Oh, we couldn't. [Myri says, looking up at him.] A name is so personal. You'll find one, in time.

Guess you can't really let the mom name it, huh? Unless you want a horse named "Neigh."

It is likely we will sell the bambino sometime. Two horses is enough for the two of us. [ he looks up to see Sorto still glaring down and sighs, before nodding out the door on this end of the barn ] Perhaps I can show you a different sort of ride. [ there's a hint of mischief in his tone, and without waiting, he slides out that way, and kat shrugs and follows. as she does so, she makes an 'i'm watching you' motion with two fingers from her eyes towards the bird. it lets out one last caw as she disappears, with gar following her. ]

[Myri just looks confused. And this is one of those moments when it's probably for the best that she doesn't understand euphemisms, otherwise she might wonder if this was about to get weird...

Italian five way, anyone?

But since she doesn't think that way, Myri just heads off with the rest of them, wondering what extraordinary thing Rafael will show them next.]

[ buffy is apparently the only person who is thinking about group sex right now but that's okay because things that buffy thinks don't stay in her head so she won't be the only one for too long ... she's practically staggering out after them, looking very perplexed. ]

Oh, we're not -- I mean, we're not actually big on the group sex. I realize being American groupies and all, this may come as a surprise, but we're just -- we're sort of cutting back on orgy time.

[ rafael turns on a heel to stare at her with obvious shock at her pronouncement.

after an awkward beat, he says: ]

... You thought I brought you here to have sex with you all?

[ wat. ]

I'll scream rape.

I... I think there's been some sort of terrible ... misunderstanding. [ she says as she ... buttons up her top button. ]

[ oh look who the fuck is standing right behind you suddenly. looking murderous. ]

I should certainly hope so.

[Myri spins around at the mostly unfamiliar voice and spots Isabella.]

Where do you-? [She stops herself.] Yes, as Gar said, this is a misunderstanding.

And just when you think it can't get any worse, dragon lady. [ it's muttered under her breath and she drums up an awkward smile as she turns to isabella. ] Hi. This isn't -- I mean, we weren't. Weren't you unhappily avoiding us?

I wasn't aware Rafael had opened his... stables to the public. [ her eyes might zip down to his fly. 'stables', huh. and then she looks at him as it for an explanation of this fuckery. ]

[ while isa doesn't seem to have caught the dragon lady comment, rafael glances back at buffy, and it's unclear whether he might have or not. he frowns. ] I merely wished to show them the garage. That is all.

Ah, Italy. Land of hilarious Lost in Translation moments.

[Myri's cheeks heat up as she catches on to what everyone thought was happening.]

Oh no! No, he was just showing us the grounds. Your horses are beautiful. Even if the bird isn't that fond of us.

[ buffy will just be over here with kat in not feeling obligated to explain themselves to dis bitch land. she rolls her eyes a little because COME ON THAT QUIP WAS WEAK, ISA, and then looks at kat. ]

Remind me to look into learning a foreign language if we ever get back to -- [ the castle. oops. she fixes herself. ] Uh, home.

I'm sure I can teach you. [ gar mumbles to buffy, before gesturing back to the garage ] Why don't we just ah... continue our tour then?

Before we all get beaned by the bird.

[ isabella narrows her eyes at myri's remark ] What is wrong with Sorto? [ she goes to stick her head back in the barn ]

Nothing, Bella, nothing. Go see if you can calm him down, no? [ his comment is clearly meant to keep her from sticking around, for whatever reason, and she shoots him a Look but disappears into the barn, and he wastes no time in steering them over to the next building, where he pulls open the door and holds it for them each, reaching around the corner to flick on the lights.

there are several vehicles here, but one that draws the eye... and one he makes a beeline for. ]

My pride and joy, eh? What do you think? [ And for the 2nd time in a few months, they get to see a classic Corvette in all its glory - this one an orange 1969 model. ]

[HEY KAT. Remember that time Myri got sick to her stomach when you drove? Yeah, when people get stoked about cars, she gets a little green in the face. Good job.]

I think I prefer the horses. [She says quietly, swallowing thickly.]

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