http://alltenfingers.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alltenfingers.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-07-18 04:58 am

Open!

Who: Ezio Auditore da Firenze and OPEN!
What: Exploring!
When: Early Monday morning.
Where: In the city.
Rating: PG, just to be safe. Ezio is trouble.


Ezio strode with wicked confidence, dark eyes taking in as much as possible. He'd gotten up at dawn and already found the highest point in the city to climb it and scope the area, ultimately having to climb down with no convenient bale or cart of hay to throw himself off into. It was annoying but he was sure there'd be other places to hide in.

Keeping his hood up, he'd considered taking to the rooftops, but down here he could get a feel for the city and the people within. It was pointless to keep out of the way when he wanted to get used to the atmosphere. Thankfully, he didn't stick out horribly with such odd people lining the streets.

Of course, it would only be a matter of moments before he found the floor too dull and chose to run across the rooftops.
ino: (Huh?)

Hopefully this is alright? :D

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ino had been taking a walk through the city in her civilian clothes (just a simple t-shirt and miniskirt), headed to the market to get some food -- having the ghosts cook for her had gotten old a long time ago. And besides, it was kind of fun to interact with the farmers and the other people there, anyways. That had been a few hours ago, though, and now that she was satisfied she had gotten everything she needed, she headed back towards the castle with a few paper bags full of food in hand.

Her gaze lingered on a cute, feminine dress in a nearby shop as she walked; unfortunately, it was distracting enough to cause her to accidentally bump into Ezio. A few apples fell out of the bag and onto the ground.

"--Ah!" She let out a noise of frustration as she spotted the apples falling and was unable to catch them.
ino: (Ehehehe .....)

<3!

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Ino blinked in surprise at his polite response. Though unfamiliar with some of what he said, she got the gist, and the fact that he went out of his way to pick them up for her meant that he wouldn't have to meet the short end of her temper today.

"It's fine," she said finally, giving him a friendly smile in return. "Sorry for bumping into you in the first place, I wasn't looking where I was going." There was a pause, as she scrutinized his outfit, and finally, his face. "Uh, but ... what's a 'signorina'?"
ino: (Giggle.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
She took the apples gladly, letting them drop gently back into the bag where they belonged, before she held out her hand for a handshake with a little laugh. She wasn't sure if that was his preferred method of greeting, but it seemed to be the most common here.

"It's Ino. Nice to meet you."
ino: (Vaguely surprised.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The gesture elicited another small laugh from Ino -- it wasn't the first time she's been greeted in such a manner, but it did reaffirm the theory based on his behavior so far that this one was a gentleman. Her hand moved back to support the bag - maybe this time, holding it with two hands would keep anything from falling out!

When he mentioned his name, however, she looked a little surprised. Ignoring his second apology, she glanced up at him curiously (and up a ways, no doubt, as she was just barely past the five foot mark).

"Are you new to the castle, Ezio?"
ino: (Better vision.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinked in surprise, just now noticing that they were blocking the way. She moved with his guidance closer to the nearest building before answering, not wanting to interrupt anyone else's walk this morning.

"I thought so," she said with a smile. It was easy to recognize when people were first learning their way around. Not to mention she knew most of the people in the castle at least by name, if not by face - the fact that she didn't recognize his was a sure sign of that. "You have that look on your face."

His next question gave her reason to pause, however - she never did like telling people exactly how long she'd been there. It often upset people to hear that someone could stick around this place for four years and counting, or made them worry about how long it would take them to return home too. But she didn't want to lie, either, so she settled for vague: "Me? I've been here a few years."
ino: (Cheerful.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-18 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"You could say that," she replied, nodding in agreement. She noticed his sigh, though, and quickly lifted a hand again in a gesture meant to dissuade his concern. "Oh, don't worry -- most people go home long before that." Which was true. Most people were gone within a few months, to stay as long as she had was extremely rare.

When he offered to carry her bags, she looked a little surprised again, glancing down at her bags before looking back up at him. While she wasn't exactly lacking in the strength department, she supposed it was a good chance to continue the conversation. So she offered the bag to him with a smile. "Thanks!"
ino: (Hopeful.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not as bad as it seems," she insisted with a smile. It probably seemed strange that she defended living here, considering all the things that had happened to her and to her friends. But she couldn't help wanting to try and stay positive about the whole thing - after all, letting herself feel miserable would only make things worse. Staying positive, remaining cheerful - it was one of the few weapons that she had that actually seemed sort of effective against the castle's strange and invasive ways.

Plus, there was one reason why she would always find herself a little bit grateful for Paradisa. "I have many friends here who I treasure very much. It would really be unfortunate if I never got to meet them."

She glanced up at Ezio curiously, now. "Is there anyone here from your world that you know already?"
ino: (Better vision.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Always is!" She replied brightly, beginning to walk back towards the castle and beckoning for him to follow.

Her answer intrigued her, and her face showed signs of obvious recognition when he mentioned the name Altair. "Altair ... yeah, I think I've seen him around. Well, it's nice to have family around, even if you don't know each other that well, right?" Of course, she was oblivious to what, exactly, their relation involved - she just thought of how she might feel if another member of her clan, either from the past, present, or future had arrived.
ino: (Didn't think about that ...)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The heavier bags were reserved for a different kind of shopping, the kind which Ezio has been fortunate to miss. (Sometimes she got a little carried away with the buying clothes thing, okay. It couldn't be helped, she was a regular twenty year old girl at heart, despite her status as a ninja.)

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm sure I've seen that. He climbs a lot, doesn't he? On the walls ..." She could have sworn she remembered seeing someone matching that description and looking rather similar to Ezio scaling the castle. "But that's good! I hope you guys can get along, then."

At the comment about the food, she looked a little embarrassed. It wasn't all for her - it was just that most of the people she knew tended to eat a lot. But it was embarrassing to be accused of being someone who would eat all of that herself .... She glanced down at her stomach and legs quickly. She wasn't looking a little chubby today, was she?

".... It's for a friend," she said, a little roughly, trying not to seem too offended by his comment.
ino: (Determined.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
She shrugged. "It's not that strange, I do it all the time. It's much faster that way." Which ... she really did. It was so much easier to climb the wall or walk the rooftops than walk on the ground, especially if you were in a hurry. She found herself wondering, now, exactly what type of career the two of them shared to make use of that so frequently. Or maybe that was just how their people behaved? You never could tell, with Paradisa.

Nice save, there, Ezio, especially with the slender comment! She relaxed a little at that, quickening her pace to match his. "Yeah, yeah. The castle's not that far."
ino: (My milkshake.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately for Ezio, as easily as Ino was offended by comments about the food she was eating and her weight, she was almost just as easily smoothed over with a few well placed compliments. And while she was capable of brushing off teasing and the like, they had only just met, and she had yet to gauge just how serious this guy was (though he seemed like the playful type).

"It's normal for the people from my village," she said, before glancing up. "Would you prefer that way, then? Or do you think it might be too hard to hold my things, then?" A bit of a smirk accompanied that last question; a bit of a playful taunt never hurt anyone, after all.
ino: (Giggle.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She let out a little laugh, anyways -- it was true, he did seem a bit .... fatherly, in a way, to her. Old enough to complain about being old, anyways. (Maybe it was the beard.) She wondered briefly if he knew that physical aging stopped while in Paradisa.

"Giving up already? I'm sure it's not that bad."
ino: (Better vision.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"You said you were getting too old for that sort of thing," she explained, but let it slide, as it was only a joke. She blinked in surprise at his next request, though - she'd never really considered her room a particularly private place, and she didn't know much about customs in worlds where there was a great divide between where women and men were allowed to go. So she just shrugged.

"Up to you. I can carry it, if your arms are getting tired."
ino: (Yeah whatever.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-19 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Vita privata?" She repeated, before recognizing a bit of what he was saying. "Oh, you mean my private space? You don't have to worry about that, it's not really like that." Ino waved a hand dismissively, turning to head towards the elevator. Hopefully Ezio had tried the thing out before, otherwise he was about to be in for quite a shock.
ino: (Better vision.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-20 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
It was a good thing Ino had no ill intentions towards him; after all, it would have been rather easy to simply get rid of him, trapped in a tiny room like that. Elevators - they could be so potentially dangerous!

But instead, she pushed the button marked "11", and glanced over at him as the elevator doors closed and began its trek upwards. That, too, was a look she recognized.

"Never been in one of these before, huh?"
ino: (Cheerful.)

[personal profile] ino 2011-07-21 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's called an elevator," she explained as they headed upwards. "It's much quicker than the stairs to go up to the higher floors in the castle."

Everything else seemed pretty self-explanatory, though, and he seemed more comfortable with it once they went up a little higher, so she didn't continue with that thought. Instead, she stepped out of the elevator once they reached her floor, and quickly found her room, moving to unlock the door and hold it open for him, gesturing towards the counter.

The room was (perhaps surprisingly, considering her appearance) very much mature and elegant, all things considered. Simple furniture, a deep purple dominating the room. However, the wall opposite the door was difficult to miss - it was almost completely covered in photographs, most featuring Ino with her friends or family members. She paid no attention to it at the moment, though, just moving towards the kitchenette area once he let himself in.
encourage: (action; touch down on the ground)

lmf /tosses another ninja at

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-19 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
One of those odd people was actually doing the roof running at the moment. Sakura had her cloak on, hood down so that her pink hair flew around her face when she left from one roof to the next. There were a few people who patrolled town through the day and night, so this had more been an extension of late night wishes for mingling among the drunks listening to any changes in the stories they were telling.

Hard, when the residents down here defied normalcy in almost any other world she knew of with how fast they forgot things.

One of the roof tiles she stepped on came loose, starting to slide down toward the street. Spinning around from where she'd already landed on the next roof over, Sakura takes a split second to realize what was happening and sight some movement down in the space between houses before she's leaping back, sliding down and then over the edge while catching the tile. Dangling from the lip of the roof with one arm over it for stability, she sighs.

Well, at least she wasn't accidentally destroying someone's roof, or hurt someone indirectly from it.

She also learned she made one heck of a poor roof ornament. That might count for something.
encourage: (smile; trust that I will be okay)

/find Hinata, collect the Narutoworld female set

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-19 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Sakura tensed hearing someone else on the roof, waiting for a potential attack. She was ready to cousin her fall backward, or roll forward on the roof, but a lack of anything approaching a killing intent gave her pause.

Which was nice, since the person she hadn't been expecting offered a hand she'd been expecting even less. She glanced to the tile still in the hand not supporting her, then set it gently down on the roof. With a smile she hoped communicated in some way, she nodded her head briskly twice before accepting his hand.

She'd appreciate steady footing again.
encourage: (embarrassed; dismissing the idea)

/and I am forever late my apologies!

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-23 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Sakura snorted at his statement, returning his bow of the head with one of her own. The ground was safer? Not really, not when people did move on the rooftops. His help had been kind and polite, but hardly necessary -- if she guessed that was the point. A stranger had no reason to know she would have been fine either way.

Leaning down to pick up the tile, she walked it back over toward a part of the roof that could hold it in place. Slat tiles didn't go missing in the same way shingled did from roofs back home, but she figured if the homeowner ever got up here, they'd appreciate having more to work with rather than less.

Ah, but she hadn't answered his question. Sakura half turned and flashed him a smile and a thumb's up, wondering if the gesture meant anything to him. All these people from all these worlds and times understood different things. I'm fine, is a lipped statement afterward, if she'd not made a move to get down to street level.

In fact, keeping half her attention on the man, she's looking out over the next few rooftops. Looks like fairly clear running up here, for now.