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May. 4th, 2012 04:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
secondchancesThe roof of the hideout on Tiber Island didn't really compare to that of the castle in Paradisa or any building in Gotham, but it was nice in its own special way.
Sure, the river didn't smell like roses, and sure, the birds were a little annoying, but when a girl wanted a breather, it was a good place to go and think about life. How crazy it was, how funny it was, how she'd never have a hamburger slathered with ketchup and pickles ever again...
Adapting to her new lifestyle kept her busy enough to not think about said new lifestyle, but the occasional lull in activity was inevitable. A sane person would probably sleep, but Steph decided to spend her time tossing pebbles into the river and think about whatever her mind decided to settle on today. At least until Ezio got back, anyway.
Sure, the river didn't smell like roses, and sure, the birds were a little annoying, but when a girl wanted a breather, it was a good place to go and think about life. How crazy it was, how funny it was, how she'd never have a hamburger slathered with ketchup and pickles ever again...
Adapting to her new lifestyle kept her busy enough to not think about said new lifestyle, but the occasional lull in activity was inevitable. A sane person would probably sleep, but Steph decided to spend her time tossing pebbles into the river and think about whatever her mind decided to settle on today. At least until Ezio got back, anyway.