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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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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."

Ezio is rather surprised by her undergarments; they simply don't exist in his time, so to him they are not only strange, but wrapped up in implications. Is it intended to look so sexual?

He isn't sure, but he likes it. He joins her by the shower door, reaching out one hand to rest on her lower back, finger idly running across the top lip of her underwear.

"Is there any reason we can't do both?"

Her head tips to the side, her hair falling across her shoulders when she does so.

"There is absolutely no reason why we can't do both." Her hand reaches behind her back grabbing for the door to the shower. Once her hand is on it, she'll open the door and step in against Ezio, because the door swings out.

He shrugs off the last of his shirt, discarding it on the floor, and welcomes her into his personal space. That hand on her back slides up, tracing the contour of her spine, before sliding back down and over her ass.

"I like the sound of that."

Katherine presses up onto tip toes, brushing a soft kiss to his cheek before she moves to unhook her bra and let it drift off her shoulders. It gets caught against him a bit, but she leans back to let it fall to the floor.

"I thought you might prefer that sound, but I can see how the word both does have an allure to it."