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Henriette Stillman ([info]not_that_henri) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2010-05-30 14:46:00

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Entry tags:ezio auditore da firenze, henriette stillman

Who: Henn & Ezio
Where: Guildhall & Old New Orleans
When: Afternoon-time
Warnings: Not likely, but will change if necessary


It had been a while since Henn had taken the Highroad anywhere and she was feeling out of practice, even though she knew she was probably fine. Which was why she'd stopped back at the Guildhall for a few hours, just so that she could make sure she still knew what she was doing. At that particular moment she was limbering up on the roof, one of the few flat spaces, her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail to keep it out of her face and to keep it from snagging on anything and she was wearing a pair of comfortable jeans and a tank top because it was hot and it was muggy, and there was a chance of rain.

She knew right where the path was, and she knew how to watch out for changes caused by dead limbs or other hazards, tree snakes for instance, though for the most part those were harmless, and she knew that she could get all the way to the city proper without ever touching the ground, which was her plan for the day. She laced her fingers, stretching both arms over her head, shifting her weight from foot to foot, almost anxious, just getting herself ready to bolt.



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[info]ex_assassino897
2010-05-31 05:16 am UTC (link)
Ezio laughed, following suit. "Sometimes just going through the door can be the most surprising manoeuvre of all."

He took her hand and kissed it briefly, smiling. "A pleasure, Henriette. If you wish to come with me to the Old Quarter sometime, simply say the word."

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[info]not_that_henri
2010-05-31 05:21 am UTC (link)
She smiled at that, all of it, really, nodding once, "I'd like that, I think. Sometime." She shrugged, "Whenever we've got the time." Somehow the stairs seemed to take longer than scaling the wall had, but it was probably on account of she was tired, "Here we are." She said once they'd reached the nave, and more importantly, the pedestal still standing there.

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[info]ex_assassino897
2010-05-31 05:22 am UTC (link)
Ezio smiled at her and nodded before touching the portkey. He did hope that Ronia wasn't busy; all the talk of Henriette's family had made him want to see her. It had been far too long.

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