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Who: Anyone!
What: It's a Wine Tasting at the Lux
When: Saturday Evening
Where: The Lux.
Sugarplum Fairies: PLENTY.
Notes: ANYONE is welcome. Prose or brackets. I'm just having Katherine start it off, but feel free to have your very own thread. This is a party-post of sorts. It's at the Lux and there are plenty of wines and platters of small bits of food that are meant to accentuate the flavor of the wine. Cheese, Chocolate, Fruits... etc.

The Lux isn't Katherine's first choice of social locations, but it does have the luxury of being somewhere that has been deemed as off-limits for the Salvatore brothers. She'd put the math together through the journals and from over-hearing conversations of employees and the ghosts. Such gossips. She'd already resolved to go to that Speed Dating thing, just trying to make some effort to figure out just who all was in this place and just how vulnerable some of them were.

For the moment, she's milling through the crowd, glass in hand, and keeping an eye on everyone. She's fully capable of slipping by most of them undetected. Knowing that her speed would easily put her out of anyone's line of sight if she didn't want to be seen. Tonight though, she wasn't planning on shying away from too many of them.

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The soft touch to her cheek is something to lean into as she tips her head to allow for the kiss. Truthfully, Katherine probably would've kissed him without the aide of the fairies. He's very sure of himself and no doubt more charming than his efforts hint at.

Katherine allows her hand to rest to his shoulder as the kiss continues, her body sidling up against his with ease.

Ezio presses a little harder, his other arm circling around her shoulders to hold her against him. Normally, he wouldn't dare in such a public place, even if they're aside from the majority, even if he were smashed drunk, but in these circumstances –– magical circumstances –– it's all fine by him to be so intimate in public.

This is better than wine.

Katherine is quite content in the moment, the strength of Ezio's embrace keeping her close, and the warmth of the wine still running through her system simply made everything seem much more alive.

Not that she technically is alive.

The kiss is passionate, stirring a content hum from her before she pulls back. Her forehead rests to his briefly, a devious smirk sliding across her features.

"You are quite the gentleman."

He keeps her close, despite his better judgement. They're still in public, and this kind of thing in his time and get someone thrown in jail.

But what's life without a little risk?

"Born and raised," he replies, a low hum at the back of his throat. He smirks, running his thumb along her cheek, tone playful. "And you are the best kind of temptation, madonna. You do realize we are still in public?"

There's a soft smile that graces her features at the gesture across her cheek. It's not as though she's never had this sort of attention from a man before, but there is always something about an Italian man that she's grown rather fond of. ~~Too bad he doesn't have a brother.~~

The tone is warm and inviting, and honestly, she'd be perfectly content to hear him speak about anything at all if he kept it up like that.

Lifting her eyes to meet his, she agrees with barely a nod, "I'm certain that if anyone had noticed us they would've been envious, but seeing as I've yet to witness anyone storming off - I think we're safe."

He chuckles, just under his breath, amused.

"I like the way you think," he replies. "But if we continue... perhaps we should find some place more private."

Bold? Maybe just a bit.

"If not, we could stay and try more wines."

She hums softly for a moment, contemplating her options as she holds onto her glass of wine.

"We could always do both."

"Va bene," he replies. "I'd enjoy that."

"Then I'll get you another glass," Katherine replies smoothly as she reaches over to find another, different, bottle of wine.

He leans against the bar again, watching her pick.

"Despite all the changes in the world, I'd hope more than just wine has stayed the same."

"And what might be concerning you this evening?"

She pours the glasses and hands him one of them.

"What could possibly cause a man like you to worry."

He smiles. In fact, there is plenty on his mind, and in some ways, he's buried himself into making friends and love tonight to get his mind off the nagging questions about the setting around him. It seems that everything here is new to him in some way, less than twenty-four hours out of the gates. Social interactions, vocabulary, machines, customs... everything. That didn't even start with the supposed magic surrounding them.

He takes the glass and gives her a steady look.

"I must admit, this place is very different from the Venezia of 1488. It's... overwhelming, in some sense."

She can understand the culture shock that must be involved with this sort of arrival. Had she arrived here while she was human, there would've been no telling how she'd survive on her own amidst microwaves and refrigerators. Let alone indoor plumbing. She'd be grateful, no doubt, but definitely uncomfortable.

After another sip of her wine, and she nods, glancing at him. "As different as this world is, I'm sure you'll find plenty of things to enjoy."

It's a bit of another implication, but she's pretty confident that he doesn't mind. "I think my favorite thing is always going to be the ability to fill an entire tub with hot water in under five minutes."

"I've seen the faucets for it, but I haven't tried," Ezio replies, and then takes a sip. It's good, but less earthy than the wine he drinks back home. More refined. "It sounds like everyone lives better than kings."

"Everything does come with a price, but the world has changed for the better on a convenience level."

She takes another measured sip of her wine, and smiles at him from over the edge of the glass, "So you haven't toyed with the running water yet?"

"No," he admits. "I haven't had the time yet."

She watches him as she sips her wine once more, smirking as she sets the glass to the side, "We should make the time for you."

That brings a matching smirk to his face.

"It has been a long day..."

She'll reach over and take his glass out of his hand.

"Then, perhaps we've had enough wine for today."

He lets her take it, eyes on her the entire time.

"I think you're right."

He stands up and offers a hand to her.

She accepts the proffered hand and will lead him to her room, intending to introduce him to the wonders of hot showers and those colorful body-sponges that create more foam than you would ever need. Ever.

And life is suddenly so very, very awesome.

She leads him to her room, and grabs the torch lighter moving toward the bathroom, hoping he'll just follow the sway of her hips. Her room is dark, filled with mahogany and tall bookshelves.

In the bathroom, she's lighting candles and stripping her clothing off in between candle lighting. He's more than welcome to wander.

Or undress.

He follows, glancing around the room to take it all in before he kicks off his boots and shoves them off to the side. It's been a strange twenty-four hours, from stopping Borgia to being inaugurated into the Order, and now he's in a magical castle getting personal with an immortal woman who had lived through their time and ended up a modern woman.

But with his eyes roving down her as she strips, he can't complain. He begins unlacing his doublet, letting it fall open.

"I imagine the people of the future put all of this to good use."

"It helps, trust me."

Katherine is rather fond of all the modern things. Standing before him in quite the modern undergarments, she's assured that he'll enjoy them as well.

Of course, with the tub half-filled, she'll turn it off and move to open the door to the shower.

"You have your choice, finish filling the tub or the shower."