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Sergio della Gherardesca


Gerard.

Well, he’d certainly put some effort in, to Sergio’s surprise - although he suspected much of that was due to urging from his companions.

He couldn’t fault him too much, Lein on the other hand seemed to have put precisely too much effort in.

It was an unfortunate reality that Gerard simply did not suit a doublet. He wasn’t a noble - not that it mattered - and wasn’t a talker either. He was clad in a disguise, essentially, dressed like someone that he wasn’t. Were Sergio to have been the one to be confided in, he’d have chosen perhaps a jacket not too dissimilar to the one Lein had besmirched days prior - pure black. The amber was tacky.

The Knight of the Harvest Moon, all the while, was draped in a black doublet of his own, relatively tight to his frame and flanked by a short cloak, the inside of which had been stitched with a fiery red fabric. A few frills came out from the wrists, and his trousers had been tapered, oddly similar to Gerard’s choice in that aspect.

Most importantly, though, the Knight had taken ample care in accentuating his complexion for the night - as he always did when he had an excuse - his skin glowed ever so slightly and his eyes had been painstakingly given leeway to stand out. His ruby irises looked in their element here. Sergio’s hair, despite usually being tied up, had been allowed to flow down to his shoulders finally, brushed and pampered to the point of softness.

He sipped ever gently from a glass of the same red wine Gerard had - meeting the man’s glance with a grin of his own. He had been waiting for an opportunity to speak to him at leisure.

“Buonasera, Ser Gerard. This ball, is it to be your first, eh?”

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Sergio della Gherardesca


A blink as the tail slapped his leg, just as he was sipping a freshly ground coffee he'd silently ordered.

The sudden white hot urge to backhand Lein at that moment would probably have been unquenchable for a weaker man.

"No family around these parts for me." Sergio said, as Iaconic as he'd always been about the subject. He smiled and took another long drink to Lucas' gratitude.

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Sergio della Gherardesca


Before Sergio had a chance to respond with a wise remark, Lein had already found more interesting playthings - probably for the best, really, he was beginning to be tempted to actually attempt to down the Boot to show him up.

"Ciao, Sers." The Knight bowed elegantly in kind to Fleuri and Lucas, giving a particular nod to Fleuri - Sergio had related to much of his tale that he'd learned from the archivist (The Knight was a nosy one, and liked keeping tabs on the interesting recruits).

"No." He replied to Lucas, glancing to the Hundi who'd already began bantering. "Ser Lein had an outing planned. I found myself interested, perhaps...mistakenly, hmmhmm."

"As for the Griffin..." The Knight finally looked back to Lucas, continuing. "Indeed you are to be applauded - were I not entangled with making sure you weren't mauled by the backlines I'd have done so at the time, eh?"

Lucas was one he'd yet to be properly acquainted with, he'd seem to have come in through the side door with Gerard, who he was genuinely very impressed by and interested in, but already it seemed stories were piling up.

He'd best be careful with that, lest ego is to fester.

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Sergio della Gherardesca


Sergio carefully looked over Lein, before taking the coins. He raised one to his mouth, quickly biting it to make sure he hadn't been given some sort of faux-metal scam coin.

Evidently not.

"Ah, and yet the day is still young. Clearly I bore you, Ser Estouls. The shame, by Mayon." The knight stretched out, pouting a little before making eye contact with him again. "I could never think another reason you'd want me gone, ah?"

The Knight of the Harvest Moon's eyes glimmered in amusement. He'd have eased up on Lein if the Hundi was a clueless new recruit - but being as sly and conniving as he was...a little friendly hazing couldn't hurt.

A coin flipped into the air, caught as quick as it was thrown.

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Sergio della Gherardesca


"You mean... this isn't the brothel?"

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Sergio della Gherardesca


Gently, Sergio's hand brushed over the rondel dagger he had stashed, as he nodded cordially to the men giving him glances as they passed. He was beginning he'd at least changed into something less eyecatching, although he hadn't quite guessed how deep into the city Lein was taking him.

"You come here often, hmm?"

@PigeonOfAstora
Sergio della Gherardesca


The Knight almost backhanded Lein when he smudged his jacket, but just about held himself back. He was lucky it would probably brush out.

"Careful with that jacket in future, eh?" He growled, as he greeted Lein's inspection of him with his own. He was easily the one of the strangest recruits of the bunch, though Lucas too made him question Tyaethe's logic. He had seen his bow in action, however, and he was well aware of how difficult that weapon was to use in the hands of an unskilled warrior. And so he did have his begrudging respect for that.

"Well, ah...let's just say not all highborns enjoy sitting in ivory towers. Not that I had one to claim, hmmhmm." He looked off to where they were walking, glancing around them briefly to make sure they weren't being followed. "There's only so little I can do working solo, you see? With the resources the Roses have...well, a lot is possible, hmm?"

He patted Lein on the back, smirking.

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Sergio della Gherardesca


Sergio gently swiped Lein's hand away from his jacket, raising an eyebrow at the mention of a hovel.

"I have...ah...no commitments." His eyes closed as he tilted his head in thought, red tail dangling behind. "Though monotony is the enemy of a warrior, no?"

His irises were open now, blazing and narrow. "If it is indeed nowhere of import...perhaps I could accompany you."

@PigeonOfAstora
Sergio della Gherardesca


The Knight glanced down, stepping back slightly as Lein spoke to him - frowning slightly at the dabble in blasphemous language.

"Lein. Perhaps refrain from the foul words, were I a Paladin you might be due for a hiding." He scowled briefly, only to grin with a twinkle in his eye. "Luckily for you, eh, I am only a student of Mayon."

He brought a thumb to his chin, looking the Hundi over.

"Anything planned for your days of rest, hmm?" He prodded with his other hand at the wooden container stowed away on Lein's back.

@PigeonOfAstora
Sergio della Gherardesca


Having changed out of his armour, and given it to the smith for repairs and polishing, the Knight had dressed himself into his usual outfit of choice for outside wear. On top of his white frilled silk shirt, a three buttoned, long tailed jacket flowed past his waist and toward his legs, bright gold accents and a fiery red dye made him positively shine in the daylight, the sleeves tight around his wrists. He adjusted his black neckerchief as he strode out of Candaeln, his red hair tied back to keep from obscuring his vision, lest a malevolent gust of wind were to sabotage a perfectly lovely conversation.

He stood tall, smiling as he was finally able to see the sun's light in all its glory, with his helmet off - the thought of the moon rising later made him ever the more excited. It was these tiny things that made R&R so wonderful.

As he stepped across the bridge, still mesmerised by the day, he absentmindedly nearly walked into Lein.
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