It is madder never to abandon one's self than to be infatuated; better to be wounded, a captive and a slave, than always walking in armour.
Pura raced through the ivy cover door of the assassin hideout and down the hall to the sound of muffled footsteps. Pura turned the corner and there was a doctor and a women 20 years or so older than Pura with auburn hair.
"Caterina," Pura acknowledged sitting on a chair opposite the women (the doctor carried on, not noticing Pura had entered the room). Caterina looked at her. "Who are you?" she questioned.
"Vita Pura," Pura answered with a, forced, smile. Caterina smiled, but did not aim it at her. Pura twisted her head to look up at Ezio.
"Ezio," cried Caterina, "I'm relieved your safe." Ezio crossed to her then took her hand and squeezed it. "Where is Machiavelli?" Ezio asked Pura.
"I don't know," she growled as Gilberto entered the room.
"Ezio! Good to see you again!" La Volpe embraced the assassin, "I helped the Contessa in; as for Machiavelli..." the door swung open and Machiavelli walked in.
"Where have you been?" barked Gilberto.
"Looking for Ezio," he said, "what of the Borgia?"
"Cesare left immediately. Rodrigo was not there," Ezio explained return his eyes to Caterina.
"Odd. What a waste. No offence Contessa, we are glad to see you safe."
"None take," responded Caterina, darkly. Pura stood up in no mood of remaining in La Volpe or Ezio's presents…
Pura had not done much in the past few days since the arrival of the Contessa. She avoided Ezio, who became foggy eyed at the smallest glance of the Contessa. This made her life duller than the streets of roma.
Instead Pura began to gather information from the courtesans. Lucia explained that that Cesare's
Banker intended to hold a party within the week; which to Pura's conclusion was an opportune moment to remove Cesare's sources.
Pura with this information headed to a meeting that she was already late for.
She walked in and settled with an already settled crowd, avoiding making eye contact with Ezio; who had begun to speak often forced to stop by Machiavelli and Gilberto.
"Agostino is not trusted by Cesare," Pura said in the middle of La Volpe's comment. Claudia looked at her. "There's a client," started Claudia.
"Owes the banker money," Pura continued for her
"Si."
Ezio nodded, "so it leaves his forces."
"Corner their general Octavian. His army will be in disarray not long after," said Bartolommeo.
They agreed and discussed means of entering the castello again; which concluded with Pietro Beninterdi, Roma's most famous actor and plaything to Lucrezia. That was when Caterina ruined the day…
Pura watched Caterina and Ezio from a distance. Caterina constantly shook her head even when she mounted the white stallion.
"Victtoria agli assassini," murmured Ezio as the Contessa rode out of his life. Pura walked up to him then touched his forearm and smiled. Ezio looked down at the thief. "Why?" he questioned.
Pura grinned, "Because nothing ever makes sense." She tugged his arm and led him back inside…
Pura returned to Ezio's room a small amount of time later. He laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. Quietly, Pura closed the door and sat beside him, lifting his head into her lap. She calmly ran her fingers through his hair and before she realised he was kissing her…
Me: seemed to make less sense this chapter, but i really wanted to get rid of caterina asap. anyway sorry...
Ezio: yeah it wasn't like tat it was...
Me: Ezio shut up! anyhow please review
