CHAPTER THREE ♔ heaven rain the colors down to form another prize

[romanticidal]

♬ someone like you (acoustic) - brian vander ark

WHO || Rafael, Buffy, Des
WHAT || The OT3 escapes Italy
WHERE || Venice --> etc
WHEN || June 8th
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

It's already about ten or eleven in the morning by the time Raf, Buffy, and Des made it to a hotel in Venice and got a couple rooms to crash in for a few hours, since they were running on zero sleep and a lot of adrenaline after their escape from Rome and subsequent barrage of revelations.

A few hours of rest is all they're looking for before they make their way back to London, but they're still cut off from the Knights, thanks to Iscariot taking all their phones.

When Buffy's eyes flutter open after some very, very satisfying sleep, it might take her a moment to realize that she's actually awake. Rafael's face is remarkably close to her own since they're sharing a pillow, and his own eyes are open, studying her face with a thoughtful, fond expression and the shadow of a smile on his cheek. One of his arms is still wrapped around her, and he squeezes her side when he sees she's awake and greets her gently.

"Buongiorno, carina."

Comments

[nothingsodivine]

[Des is a little occupied with his piece of shit Civil War pistol jamming to continue his ranting. He flops into a seat before he can fall into the canal like a champion and leans back to stare at the sky as Rafael speeds on.

Michael and Fi can eyefuck all they want, okay. Sam is so done with this bullshit.]

Next time you two wanna intervention me? Just do it in the hotel lobby. No more limo rides. Ever.

[romanticidal]

I think this is something we can agree on. [ and away they speed~~~~ i'm gonna... assume they find a fucking computer and head on their way to milan ok. we can fast forward to the plane if someone wants to make a new thread below ]