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[Giovanni doesn't seem to be paying attention to the device when it first comes on. It can be noted that instead of his usual white Assassin's garb he is wearing a brown doublet fashioned in a common 15th century style. The outfit is well tailored for the time though emphasizing Giovanni's status as a noble back home. It seems to be what he got from the random item appearance from the other day.

After a moment Giovanni turns to the device. Whatever he was attending to remains off-camera.]


...I suppose the phrase "never look a gift-horse in the mouth" is appropriate these days, no? Though as with everyone else it seems to invite more curiosity and questions concerning our 'generous hosts' than I would like to admit.

At least I have more to keep warm with now, I suppose.

Ezio...? [He pauses and then thinks better of whatever it was he was thinking of saying. He waves a hand dismissively in the air before reaching forward and shutting off the device.]

[[There is also a golden eagle flying on a red and white background--the Auditore sigil--on the main doorway inside the apartment. The banner was the second "gift." Ezio is free to notice this addition to the apartment decor.]]
From: [identity profile] foxtamer.livejournal.com
[That went surprisingly well. Minato had been nervous that Giovanni wouldn't accept the daggers at all, and he wasn't quite sure why he felt that way. Giovanni seemed a bit cautious, at least, more than most in the city. Which Minato marked as a good thing, considering the monsters that roamed its streets.]

Thank you.

[Minato rubbed the back of his hair a bit nervously, not quite sure what to say.]

At any rate, uh... I'll look around to see if I can find a crossbow for you. Or find someone that can build one.
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
I would appreciate it; you probably know a whole lot of people here compared to me. And I would like to be useful if I am allowed to accompany your group on the hunt.

[He placed the daggers aside for now and... began wondering how he should entertain his guest. There wasn't exactly a lot of options in this place.]
From: [identity profile] foxtamer.livejournal.com
Of course, and I'm sure you'll pick up everything quickly en--oh!

[Hunting party. Meat. He had been so nervous about the daggers that he had forgotten the wrapped meat he had in his backpack. He slipped it off, then, and grinned a bit nervously.]

I completely forgot about the reason why I came here in the first place--the meat. Sorry, it's just that a lot has happened recently....
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...I dare say I got distracted by the odd fruit enough to forget about it myself. It's completely all right.

[He smiles slightly.]
From: [identity profile] foxtamer.livejournal.com
[Minato chuckled, getting down on one knee so he could get into his backpack. It only took him a moment to get out the meat--freshly cooked--as it was the only thing in his backpack.

Funny, how Giovanni said he had forgotten to made him feel better. Minato genuinely liked the man. Who was likely old enough to have been his own father... And he certainly had the air of one, anyways.
]

Pineapple is pretty distracting.

X3

Date: 2010-01-27 05:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
[He pauses for a second before saying:] It is hard to think of what it might taste like. I've never seen anything like it before; I can't imagine. Is it a sweet fruit or sour?

[Just idle conversation while he watches.]

Date: 2010-01-27 12:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foxtamer.livejournal.com
[Minato looked incredibly amused.] Now where would the fun be if I told you what to expect? [He stood, holding the meat. So where do you want this?

[Idle conversation, perhaps, but Minato was engaged enough with it.]

Date: 2010-01-28 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
[He chuckled.] Nowhere, I suppose. Very well. [But that didn't mean he had to try it in front of you, either. Kekeke.]

Over here will be fine. [He waved to the counter. He wasn't sure which cabinets and spaces to trust with storage yet and the counter was bare and all that junk could be done later, dangit.]
From: [identity profile] foxtamer.livejournal.com
[Minato gets the feeling he won't, and he sounds amused.] You'll have to tell me what you think.

[He nods, and places the meat down where indicated.]

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