Ezio ♈ --7
Who: punchesbards and wellspromise
Where: The tavern then moving to Somni somewhere. idk yet 8D
Style: Third preferably
Status: Semi-open. Contact either me or Kris if you want to crash their date. :D/
After his conversation with Tifa, Ezio did as promised and headed over to the bar beside his cottage. Good thing she hadn't seen the awkward delivery boy there earlier dropping off the roses he now had in hand. You know, normally he wouldn't bother with these formalities, but Tifa seemed likely to punch him in the face if he didn't at least give some effort. He didn't want a punch in the face, he needed his face for ...things. Anyway. That and she wasn't just one of his flirty Italian harlots. Oh you fancy women and your 'dates'.
He waltzed into the bar as he normally did by now, not bothering to hide the roses like the cliche would say to do. Instead, as soon as he reached the busty brunette behind the bar ( say that five times fast ), he presented the pink and yellow flowers to her, smirking that usual smirk of his as he kissed her cheek.
"I was told you liked roses. if not, I can bring them back." He teased, moving like he might just do so now.
Where: The tavern then moving to Somni somewhere. idk yet 8D
Style: Third preferably
Status: Semi-open. Contact either me or Kris if you want to crash their date. :D/
After his conversation with Tifa, Ezio did as promised and headed over to the bar beside his cottage. Good thing she hadn't seen the awkward delivery boy there earlier dropping off the roses he now had in hand. You know, normally he wouldn't bother with these formalities, but Tifa seemed likely to punch him in the face if he didn't at least give some effort. He didn't want a punch in the face, he needed his face for ...things. Anyway. That and she wasn't just one of his flirty Italian harlots. Oh you fancy women and your 'dates'.
He waltzed into the bar as he normally did by now, not bothering to hide the roses like the cliche would say to do. Instead, as soon as he reached the busty brunette behind the bar ( say that five times fast ), he presented the pink and yellow flowers to her, smirking that usual smirk of his as he kissed her cheek.
"I was told you liked roses. if not, I can bring them back." He teased, moving like he might just do so now.