((I’m not dead. So you know. Just been on… vacation…)
((Welcome back, guys!))
Funny you mention that.
Cesare once sent me to retrieve treasure from a tomb deep within Firenze. It turns out the tomb was already visited by another.
All I found were tomatoes. That were rotten.
You win some, you lose some, I suppose.
I never left, actually.
Creatore has been extremely lazy, and my ask box has been rather empty lately.
Bear? I have never come across a live bear in my life.
May I interest you in this exotic bear pelt?
(( Next thing in my inbox gets a voice answer. I will record myself speaking. Yup.
Jegus, it’s 4 in the morning, I need to get off the computer and stop doing stupid things. GOOD NIGHT TUMBLR ))
((You guys, please remember that we have A LOT in the askfamily and so there’s a lot of people you can ask while other asks are closed. o u o Come on, I’m sure there’s always a question for everyone!))
Creatore: Tis the season folks, so I thought, since some if not most of you will be on Christmas Break, That we could get together for a little bit and just have a little bit of what we used to have. Here’s an invitation to you!
((Oh FUCK YES.))
Creatore, do I truly have to? Victorian clothing is ever so heavy.
((Shut up. I’ll make you dress as a man if I have to.))
Why would I want children if I’m barely keeping my sanity between Cesare and Altair’s children?