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• She had slept in late, and was just rousing herself. She hated waking up - especially now that she was here, and under strict supervision by her brothers. Lengthy masses of dark hair were twisted into a loosely bound ponytail, the ends tucked in the elastic and what was left flew in every which direction, a well fit white t-shirt and baggy blue lounge pants covering her frame. Overtop, an open bathrobe waved in the breeze she made as she made her way into the kitchen, headed directly for the coffee. (NT) -- Ithica, 08:43:49 02/29/04 Sun
• []Dark smokey eyes lifted from the page of his text book to see who it was that entered. He frowned slightly, not recognizing her. Sipping at his coffee he looked back down at his text, then looked at her again. His curious mind wouldn't let this question go, after all..they were apparantly living in the same house.[] "Don't take this rudely...but may I ask who you are?"[]One brow was risen with slight humor, his lips held that oh so well known Tortello smirk, the one thing he had inheirted from his mother.[] (NT) -- Marco, 08:47:34 02/29/04 Sun
• She turned, had hardly noticed anyone there - she wasn't self absorbed, she just.. didn't see people, and she had discovered that there were so many living in this house, that it was often more easy to ignore them than to investigate. Rubbing her bleary eyes with one hand and a mug full of coffee in her other, she turned, raising a brow. "I could ask you the same thing, couldn't I?" (NT) -- Ithica, 08:55:34 02/29/04 Sun
• []He sat his coffee down, sitting straighter, and nodded.[]"Yes you could, and I will save oyu the trouble."[]He stuck his hand out.[] "Marco Liccio, Adrien's cousin."[] (NT) -- Marco, 08:58:37 02/29/04 Sun
• She raised a brow at his extended hand but then took it in her own, shaking it with a firm grip. "Ithica Palvarati.. uh... family friends of Adrien?" She offered a bit of a smile, sliding onto a nearby stool. (NT) -- Ithica, 09:05:30 02/29/04 Sun
• []"Palvarati...Palvarati...."[]His brow was slighlty furrowed with thought as he tried to remember why that named sounded so familiar. Suddenly it dawned on him.[] "Oh..! I remember you Palvarati kids...you were the ones from Greece who used to come over to Uncle Lucian's villa during the summer."[]His feartures fell into that tinking look again, smokey gaze questioning as he looked at her.[] "There are three of you aren't there?"[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:08:54 02/29/04 Sun
• She nodded a bit, narrowing her eyes to place him in her memory - there had been so many boys running around, the only one worth paying attention to had been Adrien, in her nine year old mind. She nodded a bit, brushing a thick cord of dark hair that had snaked it's way away from her ponytail out of her equally dark eyes. "Yes, there are still three.. for how much longer, we're not sure, but the boys have managed to keep themselves in one peice thus far." (NT) -- Ithica, 09:12:44 02/29/04 Sun
• []Corners of his lips tipped up in amusement. Memories from his childhood were comign back. He didn't really remember her all that much, but he could well remember Darius and Dimarco, the two boys who had hated Adrien and had not been afriad to show it. As he could remember he and Dimarco had gotten along quiet well, Darius being a bit too arrogant for him even at that age.[] "Yes, they haven't chosen the safest profession."[]His eyes fell to his text book, how thankful he would be to be through law school, and practising, living a life away from all of this criminality.[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:17:32 02/29/04 Sun
• She raised a bit of a brow at that, sipping at her black coffee. "To be honest, none of you boys have any brains to speak of." Softspoken as she could be, she was often crass and unthinking, saying what she thought. (NT) -- Ithica, 09:21:43 02/29/04 Sun
• []"And luckily for you I am one of the few nice Tortello boys, and so I won't take any insult by that."[] He smirked.[]"Though I wouldn't call Adrien brainless, it takes amazing skill and intelligence to do what he does so well...and there are a select few who have chosen a profession outside of the family "business"."[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:25:24 02/29/04 Sun
• "As much skill and intelligence as he has, I think it's foolish.." She nodded a bit, leaning over on one elbow to rest her head there. "And there are also a select few of us women who have chosen not to be toys, on call.." She raised a brow - she was referring to things she'd already seen around this house. (NT) -- Ithica, 09:29:31 02/29/04 Sun
• []"Which, believe me, I am thankful for."[]He shook his head, a look of disgust on his face.[] "It is absurd the way thing run here, how everyone has their "place", and people are treated as porperty. Trust me..I see it..."[]And he hated it. Ya..he'd always been this way, and he'd suffered at the hands of the other boys. They had all thought he was a nazy because he didn't follow what for them was the "norm".[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:36:04 02/29/04 Sun
• She raised a brow at that, and shook her head a little bit. "It's disgusting.. and I, for one, will have no part in it." Which explained why she'd stayed mostly holed up in her room with books or out, exploring the grounds, but rarely the latter. (NT) -- Ithica, 09:42:45 02/29/04 Sun
• []He nodded.[] "Good."[] He climbed down off his stool to refill his coffee mug, opening the fridge to grab the basket of granny smith apples that sat inside. He carried his coffee and the apples over, grabbing onr for himself he slid the basket towards her, offering her one as well.[] "Would it be rude of me to ask into your visit here at Adrien's mansion?"[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:46:03 02/29/04 Sun
• She took one of the offered apples, but didn't eat it right away, twisting it on the tiled tabletop. "Personal safety issues, I suppose you could say." (NT) -- Ithica, 09:48:54 02/29/04 Sun
• []He nodded.[]"Good enough."[] He shut his text book and pushed it away from him. He wasn't going to get any studying done down here where he was likely to talk to anyone who wandered in. The truth was though he wanted to study he also wanted to get to know the people who lived here.[] (NT) -- Marco, 09:50:58 02/29/04 Sun
• "What about you? What has drawn you to the great Adrien Tortello's magnificent estate?" (NT) -- Ithica, 10:42:20 02/29/04 Sun