Hi! I’m Lucrezia, Luc, for short, and you might know my brother, Fiorenzo. Well, i’m a sister working for the ministry, carrying on my families work.
Let me introduce myself some more, I use she/her pronouns and you’ll find me in the garden or the halls! I occasionally work with the kits… but they’re not my specialty.
Need anything from me, and I gotcha’ covered doll. So, please, don’t be shy to talk to me. I don’t bite <3
*Maeve sprung up from her bed with a giddy smile. She opened up a drawer by the nightstand. She accidentally slapped a face-mask onto Lucrezia’s temple.*
“Sorry!”
*Mae winced sheepishly. She put a bag of lays down and a pack of chips a hoy.*
(mini stories from the threes childhoods/teen years!)
2013, March 7th.
Lucrezia slowly opened up the detention room doors. A blank room of white brick wall, no adults. It appeared exactly like a psych-ward if it weren’t for the two windows.
Two chairs in the center of the room, more stacked up in the corner.
Two familiar faces immediately came into view. “Why are you two in here?” She asked.
Fiorenzo slowly looked at her, pointing at at Lawrence with an angry look.
The French teen glared at Fiorenzo. He let out a long sigh before speaking, “Fatass over here doesn’t know when to stop arguing with people.”
Luz just stared at the two, being completely dumbfounded.
“So… you’re in here because Enzo wouldn’t shut up? That doesn’t explain the bloody nose.” Lucrezia deadpanned.
Lawrence’s look hardened. “He also can’t fight properly.” He remarked.
“Hey, hey!” Fiorenzo squawked, sitting upright in his chair. “No, no, no. Fatty over here hit me with a chair!”
The brunette woman’s eyebrows shot up.
Lawrence groaned and rolled his eyes. “I didn’t mean to hit you! Look, I need glasses, alright?” He mumbled.
“Right, you were aiming for a ginger guy. Because I have definitely have ginger hair,” Fiorenzo retorted sarcastically.
The Italian boy stayed quiet. “The other guy did look worse.”
Lawrence nodded in agreement. “Now that, I can agree with.”
“Who started it this time?” Lucrezia highed. She walked over, taking one of the seats and sitting in a small triangle with them.
“I started the argument,” Fiorenzo said proudly with a cocky smile. He pointed at himself, crossing a leg over his lap. “Lawrence started and finished the fight.”
Lucrezia nodded. Atleast they had won. “Honestly, I wish I had diabetes. Maybe i’d be as strong.” Fiorenzo shrugged.
Lawrence and Lucrezia stared at the smaller boy with confused and disappointed expressions. With a sigh, Lawrence got up. He walked over to the stack of chairs and picked one up by its legs.
“Alright, Enzo, put your hands up. We’re doing a round two.” The French boy said as he began walking over to the Italian boy.
Fiorenzo lunged out his chair, “Ay, ay! I was just kidding! I WAS JUST KIDDING!—“
*She called out, skipping down the hall to him in her heals. Lucrezia’s arms hugged him from the back before pulling back.*
// @ask-sister-lucrezia
*The fire-ghoul growled in response, whipping his head around to be greeted with, no one else, but Lucrezia. His gaze softened subtly, fixing his posture to look down at the sister of Sin.*
“You….”
*Alpha grumbled, eyebrows knit together with irritation.*
*She says with a wide smile, walking into Nyx’s room with a wide smile. Fiorenzo tracked behind her, holding a few bags and a box which was presumably— a baby-toddler toy.*
“ We’re Lawrence’s cousins! You’re Nyx, giusto? ”
@ask-sister-lucrezia
// @ask-brother-fiorenzo
Oh!
*Nyx stood up slowly, walking over properly greet them*
Pardon the mess in here, I'm only a couple months along and I'm already finding it difficult to keep up with things. Anyway, yes, I'm Nyx. It's nice to meet you both! Lucrezia and...Fiorenzo, right?
That's very sweet of you and you couldn't have had better timing! I've just started renovations on the nursery.
*She said as she gestured to an open door that led to a small bedroom.*
It's nothing much yet, but if you'd like, you can just set those things in there, darlin'. I was just about to go meet up with Lawrence, we're supposed to find the gender of the baby today!
“ Not at all! I’m just thinking about how i’m going to convince alpha to drag Lawrence out and help you. You should be in absolutely bliss currently, not moving everything. ”
*She says with a wide smile, walking into Nyx’s room with a wide smile. Fiorenzo tracked behind her, holding a few bags and a box which was presumably— a baby-toddler toy.*
“ We’re Lawrence’s cousins! You’re Nyx, giusto? ”
@ask-sister-lucrezia
// @ask-brother-fiorenzo
Oh!
*Nyx stood up slowly, walking over properly greet them*
Pardon the mess in here, I'm only a couple months along and I'm already finding it difficult to keep up with things. Anyway, yes, I'm Nyx. It's nice to meet you both! Lucrezia and...Fiorenzo, right?
That's very sweet of you and you couldn't have had better timing! I've just started renovations on the nursery.
*She said as she gestured to an open door that led to a small bedroom.*
It's nothing much yet, but if you'd like, you can just set those things in there, darlin'. I was just about to go meet up with Lawrence, we're supposed to find the gender of the baby today!
*She says with a wide smile, walking into Nyx’s room with a wide smile. Fiorenzo tracked behind her, holding a few bags and a box which was presumably— a baby-toddler toy.*
“ We’re Lawrence’s cousins! You’re Nyx, giusto? ”
@ask-sister-lucrezia
// @ask-brother-fiorenzo
Oh!
*Nyx stood up slowly, walking over properly greet them*
Pardon the mess in here, I'm only a couple months along and I'm already finding it difficult to keep up with things. Anyway, yes, I'm Nyx. It's nice to meet you both! Lucrezia and...Fiorenzo, right?
*The three of them sat in a triangle, on a pinic blanket out in the garden. Lawrence was slowly letting his soberness shrivel away after being nearly water boarded with Lucrezia’s heavy rum.*
"Fior, wheres uno *hic* wanna play uno…"
*He mumbled, head dangling down a bit before he looked up to see Fiorenzo.*
// @ask-sister-lucrezia
*Fior hummed back dryly, taking a sip of his corona.*
„Don’t have uno, Lawrence.”
*The Italian man grumbled back to him, running a hand through his hair.*
*The three of them sat in a triangle, on a pinic blanket out in the garden. Lawrence was slowly letting his soberness shrivel away after being nearly water boarded with Lucrezia’s heavy rum.*
"Fior, wheres uno *hic* wanna play uno…"
*He mumbled, head dangling down a bit before he looked up to see Fiorenzo.*
// @ask-sister-lucrezia
*Fior hummed back dryly, taking a sip of his corona.*
„Don’t have uno, Lawrence.”
*The Italian man grumbled back to him, running a hand through his hair.*