Title: When it ends
Murron De Luca - June 25, 2011 02:27 AM (GMT)
Sighing she sat out by the greenhouse the sun shining down was particularly hot today so she had her robes unzipped to reveal the clothing under it just a simple pair of shorts and tank that she had got the day she went shopping with O’Dair. Today though was not a very good day for anything but laying or in her case sitting around she was just not in the mood for bullshit today, it was Matteo De Luca’s birthday.
To top it off on today of all the days the one plant she needed to continue taking the damn potion her uncle had her taking so far was no where to be found on the island they had moved to. That would not be a problem to most people but when it suppressed a gene that caused your appearance to change that you wanted to hide that simple fact it was a big problem. To show her worry she went though her robe pockets for the twentieth time yep still out of the whole batch she made before the move ”Great just great”
As she mumbled though a shadow passed over her making her look up into the eyes of the man standing there ”Yes? , Oh another new Marshal”
Dante D'arco - June 25, 2011 04:25 AM (GMT)
Dante had entered the greenhouse, hoping to find some lovely plants to admire on such a lovely day. As he entered the greenhouse, he saw one particular site he would admire all day if he could. And he didn't have any classes today or anything of extreme importance so he could easily do just that. She looked young twenty two at most, but that had never stopped him before and despite his new job this had not changed. He decided to jump right in and give it his best shot at seducing the lovely lady. Worst that would happen she would say no and he was not easy to dismiss. He would try again if she did. Many more times. He approached the fair haired maiden, bringing a shadow over her. He looked at her for a moment before sitting down beside her.
"Ciao, I am Dante. May I say you are molto bello miss. Molto, MOLTO bello. I hope I am not intruding but you looked quite saddened and a beautiful miss should never be so saddened. May I ask what your name may be and if there is anything I can do to help ease your sadness on such a sunny day?" With this said, Dante smiled at the girl, bent down and kissed her pale, beautiful hand, and sat back up, waiting for her reply.
Dante was tempted to use his skills to find out what was bothering this woman without waiting for her reply but he felt that he should give her a chance to tell him first. If she refused, he would have no problem sifting through her thoughts and finding out on his own with her having almost no clue he had even taken a peek inside her brain. He doubted she would enjoy the intrusion if she was not open about it but he could easily fix that problem too. He had his ways and he was quick to use them if he wanted to. And he wanted more than to know her brain. He hoped to explore the rest of this lovely woman as well and he hoped he would soon enough.
Murron De Luca - June 25, 2011 04:57 AM (GMT)
Needless to say she was not amused first she had inmates hitting on her left and right now the marshals too? Still she was not going to be entirely rude just a little difficult as it was in her nature to be so, however that would wait till the guy was done speaking and apparently thinking he owed her hands kiss. Ugh great another man that thought he was Merlin’s gift to women kind him and her cousin Misha would have got along if he was not in Azkaban that is, oh well here goes your party balloon buddy she was about to shoot it down.
”Caio,Dante” she as she pulled her hand away from his effectively ending his chances of continuing to kiss at the flesh upon it. ”I know the game your playing and I got to say I played it before but I would suggest to you sir either get a number and get in line and trust me there is a line or you take a VERY VERY cold shower?” she smirked oh she could have said more and metaphorically kick him harder but she didn’t.
Nor was she telling him why she was upset he had to be one of the new marshals and considering she met the grondskeeper her money was on the Mind Marshal so she gave him a look that said go on I dare you. If he wanted to find out he would have to do it the hard way.” Il mio neme Ÿ Murron Nastasia Ivanov De Luca”
Dante D'arco - June 29, 2011 04:09 AM (GMT)
Dante couldn't help but smirk at Murron's answer. He had always loved a woman with a bite, feisty was his type and he LOVED a challenge. It made him all the more interested rather than discouraged. If this had been an attempt to get him to leave, Murron had been greatly mistaken. "You speak Italiano? Are you a fluent speaker? Also, can you speak in any other lingue o nessuno?"
Dante looked over Murron once more. Something about her reminded him of Nadiya, but he couldn't figure out what. It wasn't anything severe or extreme, but it seemed like a part of Nadiya lived in this woman. He shook his head, removing the thought from his mind. Than he saw the locket. It was Nadiya's locket. He bit his lip, trying to prevent himself from interrogating the woman right away. He had to ease into his questions or he might lose his chance.
"Murron, that is a lovely name for a lovely woman. I am still surprised such a lovely woman looks so sad but if you wish to keep that a secret, you may." Dante's accent flowed with the words despite speaking in english. His eyes were on her face but his mind wandered back to the locket and could not shake the thought of it. He would have to ask Murron. All in good time. He also thought to himself that whatever she did not wish to tell him he could easily discover for himself. Chances were she had no clue how to protect her feeble mind from his abilities. If she could he would be extremely impressed but until he knew otherwise, the opportunity was one he wished to take when he felt he could. Until then he would sit and hope to pull some minor details from her. He would learn more in time.
Murron De Luca - June 29, 2011 05:14 AM (GMT)
Ugh what was with this guy he was just not getting the hint HELLO she was NOT interested besides she had plenty of guys already after her she did not need to add a Marshal that could be old enough to be her dad to it. Creepy much really still part of her had to admit his staying there reminded her of what her cousin would do if he got shot down so props there, Yes I speak it My Padre was Italian my mama Russian so I speak both fluently, along with Norwegian, German, and Spanish” She said in answer might as well be honest since he asked and it was not a personal question after all.
She did not understand why he was so interested in her what did she have the words hot piece of ass tattooed on her person somewhere? Then she saw him stare at her locket and bit his lip instantly her hand went over it. Her mother gave her the locket said something important was in it the night of Murron’s eighth birthday and the night Nadiya Ivanov died to later become Elina Deminov. She fought to keep it hidden from the warden all this time and now this man was eyeing it.
Sighing when he spoke again about what was bugging her she looked at him with tried blue green eyes exactly like Nadiya’s had been. ”If you must know it is my padre’s birthday he and mama died when I was eight her on my birthday out on the front lawn he two weeks later in the entry way. I just turned eighteen on June twentieth if that is not a reason to be sad I don’t know what is".
Dante D'arco - July 15, 2011 02:50 AM (GMT)
Dante's attention was momentarily drawn away from the locket as she finally explained what was wrong. He was impressed by how many languages this lovely woman knew but he felt bad that she had so much sadness and mourning associated with her birthday. "Well I wish you a happy birthday. Here is a gift." Dante performed a basic magic trick and handed Murron a flower, a single red rose of vibrant coloring. "I hope this makes up a bit for the bad day although I doubt it does. My apologies for your losses and if there is anything I can do, I'd be glad to help."
Dante's momentary distraction was gone and his attention was back on the locket now. "If you do not mind me asking, hvor har du skaffer deg et nydelig medaljong?" Dante decided to use her knowledge to his advantage. If she truly was fluent in Norwegian, than he could ask her the question that was eating at him without people hearing in and knowing what he was talking about. "I do not mean to pry but it looks very much like... like something I gave to a woman in my past. She died and I always wondered what happened to my gift. I apologize if you do not wish to answer me."
Dante was busy at work attempting to pry into Murron's mind as he spoke, He had a hunch the girl would not be so willing to respond but he needed to know where the girl had gotten the locket. This meant the world to him and he knew that there were only two in existence. One lay around his neck and the other around this girl. This could not be his love but maybe if he could trace the locket back, he could find her, or at least her burial and say his good byes properly. He had to know, and so he continued to pry while he attempted to act normal and continue to conversation with the girl, hoping she would be unknowing as to what he was doing as they spoke.
Murron De Luca - July 15, 2011 03:26 AM (GMT)
She smiled taking the rose it would be one of the only presents the girl got since she had been here so she was happy to take the simple thing. Honestly though he did not know who she was everyone knew the Ivanov name and that Nadiya Ivanov had a daughter it was somewhat refreshing that he did not know her though. So needless to say the girl could not complain much however she would be careful in what she told him at this point. After all one could never be too careful with the people employed here.
Then it came just as she knew it would he asked about the necklace and she in turn froze a moment before turning her gaze to him. Should she answer him if so what would he do with the information after all her mother told her there was not another necklace like this one well there was one other and that her personal guard had it. Would Dante turn her in for having it after all she did not know what was inside just that it was important and needed to be kept safe. When at last she decided to take a chance her voice shook as she spoke. ” Det var min mor at hun gav den til meg den natten jeg fylte åtte og hun døde vennligst ikke si det til noen jeg ble bedt om å beskytte det” she said almost begging of him as she continued to hold his gaze.
That was when she felt him rooting around in her head and she started to push him out the advantages of beginning to learn that art. Though she was new at learning it and struggling with pushing him out she was trying. ”You mean you honestly have no idea who I am everyone knows my mother” she said in effort to distract him ”her name was Nadiya Ivanov one of Russia’s top assassins”