Italian Wine

[glamorousgnome]

"Venice kicks Los Angeles' arse. Hmmhmmm. Yeah. What are you doing right now? No...? Shouldn't you be wearing clothes when I'm not there? So you- Wait, say that again, my service- DAMN"

Adrien slammed down the box in his hands onto the stone floor. Even after the place had been cleaned out, it hadn't been lived in since the coven first moved to Italy, so the dust became a permanent residence in the absence of humans.
Turning to Andrew with an expression of disbelief on his face, he motioned to another box across the room. "What, so you making me do all the heavy lifting by myself while you chat with your American girl?"

"That was actually the English girl," Andrew corrected with a smirk. "And there's a spider on your arm-"

Adrien rolled his eyes and tossed the little creature to the ground without any disgust, and then pointed to the box he'd set down. "You're not living here if you don't help move all these boxes in here."

"I don't like spiders," Andrew suggested calmly, his phone ringing again. "And the dust makes me sneeze-"

"I'm going to kick your prissy, brat ass, Andrew, if you don't put down your cellphone and help me!"

"I'm not prissy, and I'm not a brat," he complained with amusement. "Besides. When I was mortal, I didn't work as a farmhand like you did. You have so much more practice than I do- And you know what Adrien? I already made plans with Tobias."

"Plans with Tobias?" Adrien shrugged his shoulders. "So now both of you are ditching me with all the work? I don't remember him being that much of a jerk before-"


Andrew flipped open his phone and texted as quickly as he could
-Toby, if Adrien asks, we have plans.
Actually, let's go to the pub, or...chianti house or whatever they call it here-

"Gotta go, need a cigarette, what a shame," Andrew whistled to himself as he went to wait outside for Tobias. "Don't drop that box- that's my good wine-"

[lions_go_rawr]

He took a deep breath and walked out of the shadows of the intricate archway, one of many that seemed to make up the streets of Italy, or what part of it was not under water, thus the gondolas. It had been many years since he had been back to this place, and it seemed like nothing had changed. Maybe the people had, but the feeling of, well, home, was still there.

-bzzzzz-

Tobias felt his cell phone vibrate within his pocket. There was another thing that had changed: technology. None of that back when they, the coven, lived and sometimes, in Andrew's case, terrorized the mortals that walked the streets.

Tobias shook his head at Andrew's text message. It was always Andrew trying to get out of work. He had worked hard on making Tobias a dishonest man.

He wasn't quite there yet though.

Tobias made his way back to their old home, seeing Andrew standing out front, smoking.

"I take it Adrien is doing all the unpacking? Hope you didnt leave your wines with him..."

[glamorousgnome]

A loud CRASH ensued after that comment.

Andrew shrugged and laughed evilly through the smoke of his cigarette. "I -told- him that box was my wine. It's actually his vinyl collection."

Then they heard Adrien's voice even louder than the crashing sound-"SHIT!"


"Well, that's our cue to get lost," And with that, Andrew tossed the cigarette under his heel, rubbed it into the pavement once or twice, then shoved Tobias gently on the shoulder so that he would follow him. "What have you been up to all day? I haven't seen you unpacking either," he laughed gently.

[lions_go_rawr]

It was true he had not been unpacking.

"Who needs to unpack when we have Adrien who will do it for us?" Tobias said, joking and laughing. "I have been busy, getting some of my affairs here in order. I've been away from here for so long that I forgot some of the things that used to be burned into my memory while we used to live here.

And, I remembered that I had put some money away in one of these banks around here." Tobias said. "Its still here too, and lets just say time and interest or whatever is on our side." He pulled a roll of money from his pocket.

"Theres way more where that came from. But it's not like we need it right?"

[glamorousgnome]

"Weed?" Andrew exclaimed delightedly, but then he realized how ridiculous that sounded and understood- "Oh, you said 'need'. Sorry, my mind wandered elsewhere."

Broadly grinning, he observed the stack of money in his companion's hands, and suddenly he felt alive, two hundred years younger, and enjoying Venice when it seemed to exist only for the noblemen- gambling, opera houses, fancy private carriages, only the best and most beautiful courtesans- "No, I don't think we'll need it either. But I like your thinking.

Say, we can take Sera's vespa out for a spin...She keeps the key in her underwear drawer. It'd be faster than walking to the bar."

And how, Andrew Baron, did you happen to know that?
He grinned to himself and shrugged. She'd never notice it was missing.

[lions_go_rawr]

"How did you know its in there?" Tobias asked, but then stopped himself. He did not want to hear that information.

"Keep that information to yourself Andrew. I'll need a few drinks before I can handle that kind of talk. Go get the keys."

[glamorousgnome]

Andrew took the long way into the house, through the back door, so that Adrien wouldn't find him. Unfortunately for Andrew, Adrien did have stronger muscles, and could probably knock him out for an hour or two.
So, just to play it safe, Andrew took the long way, up the familiar stairs to the tower-like room where Sera slept. She wasn't there right now, good thing, so he stole quickly in, and stole quickly out, the keys tucked gently into his jeans pocket.
No sign of Adrien.
Wait- the sounds of one surviving vinyl record being played as a dirge from the other room-
Shit, Andrew grimaced. He almost felt guilty.

"Got the keys," he said, tossing them into the air above his head and catching them. Next minute- the sound of a motor roaring. "Come on, hop on. We'll look like lovers, unfortunately, but I don't feel like walking."

[Her Royal Highness]

OOC: I understand this thread is under one on one HOWEVER...
SERA: HOWEVER YOU ARE STEALING MY VESPA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I need a chance to retaliate!!!!!!!!!