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“Desires and ambitions are only as strong as the willpower you put behind them. Without that they are nothing more than a hindrance. A lie–if you will. More to yourself than anyone else.” Perhaps it was a somber way of looking at things, but Alaudi wholeheartedly believed in it. A person was only as strong as their accomplishments in life.

Sure, that might be saying something for the Cavallone don before him, but the skylark would just feign ignorance. He do so best when it came to the other.

“Last I remember, you stumbled into it. Like a fool.” Icy hues glanced to the side to take in the older male’s visage as he spoke, lips pulling up into a hint of a smirk.

“Quite literally, in fact”

“ And my willpower is not strong, in your eyes ? Perhaps I should be trying harder then.” He spoke, a prominent eyebrow raising, the smirk still steadfast on his lips; a refusal to let it fall rather than a need to. Though really if the blonde were trying to remove it, he was going the wrong way about it; especially with that slight smirk on his lips. That in and of itself was enough to make a man crazy. A snort leaves his throat, a hand removing itself from his pocket to tap at his temple lightly. “ Trick of the trade, uccello. Falling head over heals is all part of the plan.” Of course it wasn’t, but he’d rather not be embarrassed while he was trying to be smooth.

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belle-alouette:

“Hn. A man blinded by too many dreams is a dangerous one.” Dreams were thin, like air, and less predictable than the wind. To dream meant to lose caution, and that spelt death for someone in this line of work. Perhaps that was why Alaudi rarely got along with the mafia don. They were like oil and water–two substances that could never mix no matter how hard you tried to stir them together.

“You can endeavor, yes, but nothing will come of it. I can already assure you of that.”

“ Is it ? Doesn’t everyone have some sort of desires, ambitions ? ” He spoke, perhaps a little more whimsy in his tone than a Don should have, but he’d be hard stricken if he wouldn’t allow himself the happier side of life; take what he’s owed after seeing so much of the bad and the turbulent. In the lives they lead the moments are fleeting and rare, so why not embrace them when they occur ?

Perhaps he was too indulgent for Alaudi’s tastes, or perhaps the man needed to learn to loosen his grip on things. Relax for a moment. Loosen some muscles. The Cavallone Don lets out a laugh, deep and timbre, as his hands slide into his pockets. “ You’re so sure, admirable.” It was a shameless attempt at flirting, the wink even more to prove before he’s turning away, glancing up at the sky. He watches the clouds tumble past. “ However, you don’t get to my position without courting fate and luck every so often, wouldn’t you agree ? ”

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belle-alouette:

“Make no mistake, Cheval, I’m not doing this out of personal interest.” To consider it a lucky day would be foolish, but then again the man standing before him often was in the skylark’s eyes. Alaudi just so happened to have some business with Lorenzo as well, so perhaps it was the universes way of helping him kill two birds with one stone.

Grabbing one of the documents off of his desk, the alouete turned and followed the don out, locking up his office while silently muttering under his breath.

“Nothing could sweeten this.”

“ Ah, but a foolish man can dream, can he not?” He spoke, almost wistful, but the words were hardly enough to keep the grin from his face. A success was still a success, regardless of how the blonde man deemed to call it. Really, the Don was aware of the most probable reason why the male was tagging along, but was there ever anything wrong with a little work and pleasure ? Lorenzo didn’t think so at least. He slowed his steps a few paces, rather walking beside the man then in front. This way he was able to catch the little murmur, a soft huff of laughter leaving his lips as he brushed the dark hair from his face. “ Alas, i can still endeavour to prove you false. Perhaps I have a trick up my sleeve.”