A quick detour for furtum_est_vita

[mercifulwatch]

When he removes his fingers from her forhead they are sitting in a quaint alleyway cafe in the heart of Venice. The sunlight was peaking over the edges of the tall builings onto the ornate cobblestones below as sightseers and locals went on their way, not noticing the appearance of two people out of thin air. Remiel now sporting his rose-coloured

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[furtum_est_vita]

Bela looks around with fond awe. "Oh, Remiel. I haven't been to Venice in years."

[mercifulwatch]

He looks up from the menu, the world in a rose tint. "You've been before?"

[furtum_est_vita]

"A long time ago. It was one of the first places I went after..." Bites her lip and picks up the menu. "What are you ordering?"

[mercifulwatch]

Lipbites register to Remiel as open doorways so he persues it. "Went after where? A crazy underage European bender?"