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001 - voice;

[Someone has just stumbled into the community. It's off at a distance, her voice is clearly that of a young woman, not even 18 yet. As soon as the footsteps get closer, it can be clearly heard right now.]

- He's not that hard to spot out, you know.

[She's also on some sort of phone.]

Balding guy? Bad skin on his right face?

[Pause.]

No, I don't know how tall he is. [She's starting to lose her temper.] Look. All I wanted to know if you've seen someone matching this description I gave you. It's not that fucking hard!

[Silence passes for at least five minutes.]

Lot of help you are. Thanks. I really appreciate it. Because gas is really cheap these days. [She mutters.] Whatever, I'll be down there in a few days.

[Discussion is over, she shifts to something-]

... Shit, how is this even recording?

[DISCONNECT.]

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More will come, I believe. At least, there are more in my book! You will see.

Are you stupid? More attention doesn't help when you're looking for someone! I didn't even want this recorded.

Book.

... What are you talking about?

Ah- about the book, or about the community?

Either! Don't be stupid.

[He actually laughs.]

Va bene! Then I shall tell you. The book is from my mother, she gave it to me, and it somehow connects to here. The communìta. We are all from a bunch of worlds and times and... it wants us to talk to each other, I think.

And if you do not believe me, then perhaps my time will prove that it is true.

Edited 2012-09-12 05:32 (UTC)

[Sarcastically.]

Your mother? Lucky you.

Whatever, if you really want to waste your time.

Sì, she felt I needed a change of pace.

[And that? Is a view of the city skyline of Florence. Santa Maria del Fiore, San Lorenzo, Piazza della Libertia- all of these are easily seen, from a viewpoint that looks like it goes on for miles. And there, on one certain corner of the roof, is a certain dumb Italian, grinning and looking back into the camera.]

Welcome to Firenze, bella. Florence, Italy. It is the year 1476, and we are in what others call the "Renaissance."

Edited 2012-09-12 05:56 (UTC)

At least she's-

[Hold up. He'll be able to see her now, wide mismatched eyes in confusion. Is it bad the first time that goes through her head is something unnatural?]

[It might take time to process. That year means a lot in history, not long after the fall of Constantinople.]

[No, girl, no. Stop thinking of terms of history! You're on the right track thinking like her father, but this is distressing. This isn't supposed to be a link up of where people can see her.]

[You're looking at the past, what's wrong with you.]

[Regaining composure!]

[This will help her.]

Wow, are you looking to die being up that high?

[That only gets a chuckle.]

If I were not careful, perhaps!

[LOOK AT ALL THE FUCKS HE GIVES.]

Wow, you're an idiot. What are you trying to prove?

[He's caught her on a bad day, no matter how he's distracting her being on a roof. That scowl on her face never seems to go away.]

[He shrugs a little.]

That we are not from the same time, or world. Yet somehow we are still connected and able to talk to each other.

[Well she'll just have to deal with him being cheerful anyway. Can't be tamed.]

You're on a damn roof.

[SHE'S NOT LETTING THAT GO.]

And?

[YOUR POINT?]

Other than we've already established the fact you're an idiot, why are you on a roof?

Because I can be! Why not?

Edited 2012-09-13 06:30 (UTC)

Normal people use the streets.

Sì, sì, but the streets are crowded, and it is much more fun to travel this way.

I hope that broken leg will be worth it. Who would have figured Italians are so dumb.

Ah, perhaps if I were new to this, I would break my leg. But I have been doing it for a few years, so I think I am safe.

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