Well, we are men of poverty, as it were. I have no place to lament.
[A longing sigh left him, absolutely taken by the servant's humble and tremulous demeanor as he filled two chipped porcelain cups and fished into a small hole in a drawer where he hid a few of his little pleasantries he could pilfer.]
Yet I admit.. I long for Rome like no other.
[A piece of himself was left there, he was sure... he wondered grimly if even his ashes had been brought back to St. Peter's... or had his body been left to rot in Midian and be swallowed by that Hellbeast.
A small shudder tingled his slender shoulders as he set the two diluting cups down on the table and wafted his amiably towards the seat across from himself.]
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Date: 2010-05-18 05:12 am (UTC)[A longing sigh left him, absolutely taken by the servant's humble and tremulous demeanor as he filled two chipped porcelain cups and fished into a small hole in a drawer where he hid a few of his little pleasantries he could pilfer.]
Yet I admit.. I long for Rome like no other.
[A piece of himself was left there, he was sure... he wondered grimly if even his ashes had been brought back to St. Peter's... or had his body been left to rot in Midian and be swallowed by that Hellbeast.
A small shudder tingled his slender shoulders as he set the two diluting cups down on the table and wafted his amiably towards the seat across from himself.]
Sit.
I insist it, soldato mio~