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assassininheels February 19 2011, 23:04:40 UTC
Would it have been any other time in her life, Lucy would have been more than happy to attend such an event. Robbed of seven years of what could have been a more or less normal life for an Assassin, she had looked forward to the day they'd save the Earth, and those following after, because they would meant some freedom and time to live her life to the fullest. Events like this one could only remind her of that.

But this time, she hadn't want to come. After the rather embarrassing encounters during the week, where she had spouted bad poetry to everyone she had crossed path, even going as far as declaring feelings she couldn't figure out she has or not to Desmond. This state had become worse over the night: that morning, she found herself hugging her pillow as if it has been a real person. Later on, as she ate a mango for dessert, she couldn't stop herself from kissing the skin. And now, all Lucy could think of was that strong, almost overwhelming need to put her lips on anyone, everyone or anything. She had managed to reign that need in, but the blond was afraid she wouldn't be able to restrain herself much longer.

It was why she had weaved into the crowd smoothly as she kept her head ducked down ever so slightly, counting on her Assassin's training to keep her from bumping into people. As she gently pushed a man out of her way, she noticed the pattern of his vest's fabric and raised her eyes, thinking how it seemed familiar. Her first mistake of the night: her blue eyes settled on Ezio's face and her own changed into a surprised one:

"Oh! I didn't know you'd be here!"

This was really bad, wasn't it? Already, she could feel herself wondering how it would feel to be kissed by the Italian. 'Probably like an explosion of fireworks.....OH GOD LUCY, focus...'

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punchesbards February 19 2011, 23:27:51 UTC
Ezio had just sent the kore he came out with off to go and speak with Aphrodite only seconds before Lucy touched him. He didn't budge when pushed, and looked down to meet the set of bright blue eyes staring up at him. Lucy. He remembered her from their conversations through the PORTAL; not that he would ever forget the name of a beautiful woman like her. When she yelled so suddenly, Ezio just laughed,

"You sound disappointed," He said teasingly, "Why would I not be here? I was invited, si? And it would be rude to turn down such a request," from the goddess of love no less, that would just be stupid. "It's a pleasure to see you in person though."

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assassininheels February 19 2011, 23:55:41 UTC
"I'm sorry, I didn't meant to sound disappointed" she offered with a small smile. Now was not the time to get on the wrong side of the Master Assassin. Leave that to Shaun, he was excelling at that anyway.

Lucy truly looked around the room for the first time since she had came in and nodded: "Yes, it seems that everyone was invited." Which was really terrible if she started to kiss people. Her gaze came back to the older man, her head tilting slightly to look up at him.

"It's nice to meet you in person as well, Ezio." And the young woman meant it in more than one way. After all, very few people had the privilege of meeting great Assassins like him. She gave him a better look as she spoke, finding that he was taller than she expected it. Which shouldn't have been so unexpected to her: Desmond was truly a carbon-copy of the Italian. At least, Lucy knew he'd still look good in his forties. Not that it mattered, really.

"I see that you seem to have adapted well to this place?" Small talk, Lucy, something easy to focus on instead of his lips. Yes, she could do this, right?

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