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[manscruff]

I suppose it will become tradition for Anatole to follow each disaster with a celebration. [ he's not one to judge. he is from 15th century italy. poorly timed parties are not unheard of. a slight pause. you can almost hear the wry smile in his voice. ] Madonna, your little shadow is having trouble deciding whose feet to follow.

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[thenobledie]

Is that so?

[thenobledie]

I don't think she is listening now.

[because she is telling a story. it includes monsters, and lady shirley and knight ezi having to meet outside the clinic because monsters are afraid of light or smth.]

[manscruff]

You may be right.

[ .... i think she just used 'bene' as an adjective there ]

[thenobledie]

[they want to make EVERYTHING BENE!! like a bene king and queen.

shirley is just...starting to chuckle at this, now and then, because annalee is adorable and kind of funny.]

I wouldn't want to break her heart, though.

[manscruff]

[ child, you are not using that adjective right... But that doesn't stop her. she has decided this is going to happen. "you won't! I know so!" oh the conviction of childhood...

normally, he would just chill here and let you ladies discuss it, but time is of the essence... and he needs to grab some more throwing knives before his shift. some of us have jobs you know... ]

[thenobledie]

[hey, she is working right now. she can balance talkative children and hot men, tyvm.]

It is not only my decision to make, little one.

[and she's looking at you, ezio.]

[manscruff]

[ ... yeah, well his job might concern hellcats from now on so.... yeah.

he is getting such an expectant look from annalee right now you have no idea except you do... because you're in the room. he returns shirley's look with amusement still flickering about the corners of his mouth before giving a much more formal bow. ]

If Shirley does not object, principessa, I will escort her.

[ it's hard to say no to a lady! Even miniature ones... ]

[thenobledie]

[well... have fun??

and oh, such a gentleman. shirley smiles, a little more than amused - men bowing before her while she sits is familiar but from years and years ago. some of them were nice boys, too, that ended up happy, instead. so she doesn't mind when annalee turns to her.]

I certainly don't.

[manscruff]

[ gleeful clapping and a little "bene!" from the little one. lksdfj why so adorable... ]

Unfortunately, I cannot stay to talk... or make further arrangements. Addio, principessa, madonna.

[ and he turns to leave, annalee still chittering excitedly to shirley about how fantabulous the mask party will be. he gets maybe... ten steps before annalee realizes that ezi is leaving and runs after, asking for a hug. and because small children own his soul, he complies. ]

[thenobledie]

[no one sees it, except perhaps ezio, but there is something incredibly soft in shirley's expression. more than fond, maybe touched, and it isn't for annalee. but then, she is looking away from them, gathering her book, and standing from her chair.

when the girl returns to shirley's side, she leads her elsewhere into the clinic. it's only a few moments until annalee takes hold of shirley's hand, as they walk away.]