twenty-five ► voice

[soulparadox.livejournal.com]

That is what I should say.

Altair. Ho bisogno di fare pratica con il mio italiano. Scusami.

Ciao.

Come stai? Posso aiutarti?

Sei molto gentile.

Mio italiano ... ti piace?

[A beat.]

I still do not understand the meaning of parties. They appear to be a waste of time yet I cannot say that I regret going. How odd.

[ooc: Ezio told Nataku to engage Altair in a conversation to talk to him in Italian. Unfortunately, Nataku's Italian is very weak, despite being polite.

TRANSLATION: I need to practice my Italian. I am sorry. Hello. How are you? Can I help you? You are very kind. My Italian ... do you like it?]

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[dofaye.livejournal.com]

[Hello, Death City! Jules is more cheerful than usual today. Parties are nice every so often.]

I wanted to thank everyone who I spendt time with at the party, espcially my dance partners. You're all lovely women and it was a pleasure to dance with all of you.

[Mama taught him well.]

And-- [He's about to apologize to Jeanne yet again, but he stops himself when he realizes how amazingly awkward that would be. Instead:]

And it occurs to me that I ought to learn how to use these communicators more efficiently. I don't suppose anybody would be willing to help me? I can provide you with tea and snacks while you do.

[A beat. Right, he decided he'd do this.]

Finally, is a Mr. Ezio Auditore available to speak with me?