Assassin's Creed

[Yuna Braska]

Cristiana pulled out the money pouch that she hid in her bust, it full of filthy florins. Perhaps it could be enough to get the borgia to release papa She thought to herself hoping for mercy. She picked herself off the bench and weaved her way through the crowds again heading for the most likely place that they would send her papa, one of the nearest borgia towers.

She didn't like going near the borgia towers, she feared the guards but it was for her papa. She could see the armoured men stalking the streets a few with spears others with swords. Looking from a distance she couldn't imagine an easy way.
"scuzi miss?" a voice whispered from behind the counter of what was a weapons and armor store. Cristiana flinched slightly at the whisper and turned to him. "Would you be interested in a new addition to my offerings?" he tried to convince her. He held up a small ball decorated with engravings. SHe had heard about these objects before, smoke bombs were sold more commonly now but she had no idea how to use them. Cristana cluched her pouch of coins in her hand and shook her head reluctantly.
"Thnakyou Sir but... I need to spend my money on more important things" she replied. She took in a breath and began walking towards the tower in which to enquire about her papa.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Li frowned from his hiding place, hearing the voices below. If there was a customer coming in to see the woman who occupied the room below him, then he was going to be stuck in this tree for a very long time...

[Elario Luminus]

Vittorio had assumed the term 'available' was fairly obvious when it came to what her job was. Turning his nose up at the thought, he continued. 'Are you available for your services, or shall I return at a more appropriate time?'
Not wanting to attract the attention of that Templar nearby would be difficult dressed as he is. The Assassin wasn't exactly dressed like a citizen. That would have to change. And quickly.

[The Painted Lady]

There was a tiny hesitation before Violetta pushed herself from her bath, skin glistening with her dark, damp locks pulled back into a bun. So much for her free hour. Since when did anyone have the authority to send clients to her like this? She wrapped a small towel tightly around her body, ignoring the twinge in her knee as she returned her weight to it, before moving to the door and opening it. Even with her make up washed away, her face was quite striking and naturally beautiful. As for the lack of a fancy dress... Well, her body did the talking for her.
"Come in," she said, leaning against the doorframe so he could move past her into the room.
She took a moment to evaluate the man as he stood before her. His unusual clothing made it difficult to discern much about him, but from what features she could make out under that hood, she guessed he couldn't be much older than her. She was going to have to wait until he undressed to determine much about his appearance though, much to her disappointment. She did like to know what she was dealing with in advance...

[Yuna Braska]

There was a line of guards standing in front of the entrance, their arms forward and eyes at Cristiana as she made her way to them. " Please Sir.." she began before the guard in the middle unfolded his arms and stepped forward to give her a threatening shove.
"Move along begger, this area is restricted!" he spat. Cristiana stumbled back, loosing her balance slightly.
"Begger? I am no begger" she began to start with a more confident voice, dusting off herself. " You shoo me away before I even ... tell you my proposal?" she grinned, making her way to the guards again, brushing back her blonde locks.
"Proposal?" The guards questioned looking to the others with curiousity. Cristiana moved closer again so she was inches from the guard. She put her hand down her dress, and searched in her bodice. The Guard swallowed heavily, looking down to her bust. Soon she pulled out the bag of florins, it's sound made the guards eyes perk to the bag. "I just need a little tiny word with this towers Signore, and perhaps.. you all could take a break?' She tried to convince them. These Guards obviously were very tempted. The one closest snatched the bag from her hands and opened it to check. He coughed loudly and hid the bribe before nodding to his comrades. They moved off their post and rushed towards the nearest bordello to spend their newly aquired florins. Cristiana smiled and skipped into the towers open square where other women and men conversed around a well.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Li was feeling a little hot under the collar by now, and was just about to jump down from the tree so that he wasnt subjected to playing the voyeur when he realised that the man who was entering the woman's room was the assassin.
'Bastardo...' he thought, peering from his vantage point, trying to avoid looking at the naked woman who'd greeted the other man at the door. He remained perfectly hidden in the branches, now interested with learning why an assassin would follow a courtesan home, and then request her services...

[Elario Luminus]

Cursing inwardly at not being able to dress like a commoner, Vittorio couldn't help but feel awe and wonder at this womans beauty. It was obvious why she'd been picked for this profession; a girl like her would pull in clients aplenty. He stepped past her, taking his hood from his head so as to be polite. His slightly dark olive skin coloured a handsome face, marred only by a scar on his left cheek. The Assassins shoulder length hair was tied in a low ponytail, with a little fringe left to hang forward. He looked the courtesan up and down slowly, and smiled.
'I must say, bella, you are a fine lady.'

[The Painted Lady]

"Hm," Violetta laughed quietly, pulling the door closed behind him.
"Why else would have you requested my services specifically, Signore?" she asked, a slight mocking tone to her voice.
She stepped forward to take hold of the belt fastened around his hips.
"Surely you didn't just wander to my door undirected..."
She began to toy with buckle, taking note of the attached weapons as she loosened it. It wasn't unusual for patrons to carry a small dagger on their person, but this man's weaponry seemed a lot more extensive... She'd have to keep her guard up, just to be safe.
"Sorry I've completed half of your job already," she said casually, showing no alarm. "But you can still have the pleasure of removing my towel if you so wish."
She looked up to him with a cocky smirk. The girl was definitely self-assured.
"I must say, it's quite comforting to see you're not hiding something terrificante under that hood of yours."

[Yuna Braska]

((skip me for a moment guys, i went to post but internet crashed so im a little angry XD))

[Tifa Lockhart]

Liborio cringed when he heard the talk in the other room. He didn't really want to hear any of it, he detested the very notion of taking advantage of a woman for entertainment and self profit.
'Disgustoso, irrispettoso, self-soddisfatti assassino maiale'

[Elario Luminus]

Vittorio winked and flashed a grin at the courtesan.
'I'm glad I've impressed you, bella.'
He shook his head and shrugged at her statement of her doing his job for him. 'I certainly don't mind. But if you so wish me to do my job as well...'
He gently reached over and undid the makeshift tie on the towel, letting it fall to the floor. Unfortunately, he'd need to get this job over and done with, and soon as well. If not, he'd let his primal urges take over, then nothing would ever get done.
'However, milady, I have a job I need to get done, and unfortunately, we cannot go further. I've been sent to find you by my Master, and I need questions answered.'

[The Painted Lady]

Violetta continued to undress the customer, pushing his cloak from his body to join his belts on the floor. She was just pulling his tunic untucked from his pants when he spoke of the business he had to attend to first. She stopped suddenly, a defensive shift entering her body language. She looked up to him skeptically, raising an eyebrow.
"So this is an information frisk then?" she asked, sounding annoyed. If this man was from the guard, or an ally of the men she had silenced, then she had plenty to hide.
"And if I refuse?"

[Yuna Braska]

"I can pay i swear!" Cristiana spoke desperatly to the guards, the conversation had started better but Cristiana's emotions could make her keep a straight face.. it was her father after all.
"It is too late! The Tailor has been transfered already, you would need a far amount to be able to get him back. He already owes the borgia a large quanity. Your lucky we did not restrain yourself and your brothers."
"But he is unwell! he could not survive in the conditions you supply!" he replied getting rather angry, she was begining to make a scene which is what she wanted. She wanted to let everyone know that the borgia were selfish bastardos. The guard put his hand on his hilt now, ready to take it out if it gets worse.
" Move along Signoria, one person cannot make a difference.. especially not a woman. " he shoved at Cristiana and branished his sword to try and warn her off.
" Someday the people will rise against you and we will take Roma back!" she threatened.

[Tifa Lockhart]

((skip me.))

[Elario Luminus]

Vittorio smiled and winked charmingly.
'Then nothing shall befall you, bella. I will leave as if I never came here, and you shan't see me again. Probably.'
He sat down, not bothering to pick up and wear his robes and belts that now had residence on the floor.
'I've followed you since your last...client, I'll say. Upon inspection, I found that he was dead. As I'm sure no-one else would have been in the room since you left, I'd assumed you killed him, an assumption that still stands. My question is not how, or who you killed him for, but why. Why risk death yourself for...petty revenge? Because you felt like it? Or maybe he's done you a great wrong in the past?'
The Assassin spotted the courtesan's stance and body language.
'Keep in mind that I have no wish to kill you, nor is that my objective. I'm here merely for information.'