Log: Bianchi and Miranda

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Bianchi was sitting outside the small Inn on a bench by the front drive, typing on a laptop while she waited for Hayato's new woman to arrive so Bianchi could decide how she felt about the other woman. The sun was high in the sky and the weather was actually nice. She'd had the kitchen put together a light tea, with finger foods and petite sweets. The woman had said she'd be able to find her way to this island well enough. It was only a matter of time.

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Miranda smiled wider at Bianchi's words. She was very happy that Bianchi liked her; familial approvement wasn't exactly what she was looking for, she just wanted to know the woman, but it was always a nice plus. A very nice plus, actually. She looked forward to this 'spa day', and whatever it entailed, althought the jelly part still had her a little worried. "I will try my best, Miss Bianchi"

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[She pours herself more tea and looks at the other woman thoughtfully.]

Just Bianchi.

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Her smile falters a smidge, out of embarressment though, and not fear. "B-Bianchi it is, then"

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Miranda is very skittish. Bianchi pushes her hair back over her shoulder and tilts her head at the woman. "Did you want to know anything about me, or perhaps Hayato?"

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"Ah! S-Sure!" The Exorcist places a finger to her lips, pondering what to ask. "Are you in the mafia, too?"

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"Our father is a don. We're just a small family in comparison to the Vongola of course but we are affiliated with them. So yes, I'm in the mafia. I'm technically the heir because of Hayato's legitimacy but we'll see what can be done about that."

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Her eyebrows furrow a bit. "Legitimacy?"

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"His mother was my father's mistress." Bianchi looked unhappy with the situation but said nothing more. "It has been difficult for him."

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"...that would explain a lot" she says quietly, hands folded neatly in her lap now. Her expression was calm, albeit slightly sad. So that could be one of the reasons why he always felt the need to prove himself... Miranda sighs softly, smiling just as softly to the other woman. "So I would assume that means you're half-siblings?"

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Bianchi just watches the woman thoughtfully. Her thoughts seemed to bring a conclusion and Bianchi could tell she understood something about her brother. "Yes, same father."

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"I see..." Miranda brings a hand from her lap to her face, tucking back a stray strand of hair. "How old are you, Bianchi? Younger than me, right?"

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Bianchi smiles a little. "Nineteen." She says, sipping her tea again. "A little younger." Try a lot. But not as young as Hayato.

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The Exorcist laughs nervuosly here, and instead of blushing, pales. Dammit, she knew the age thing would be a huge issue.

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Bianchi smiles still, amused at the paling. Age doesn't matter in love. She's a firm believer in that. How could she not be, Reborn had at least that far a gap from her. She decided to tease the woman a little. "It may be a little uncomfortable for you, but if you ever have any questions about these things, I would love to give you advice. I have some experience." She looked at the woman over her teacup.

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Her dark eyes widen, and the color returns to her cheeks. Did she mean---? Like that?? Well... it wouldn't be that odd. Rinali was only sixteen and had done so many things with Leo... just thinking about everything the younger girl had told her made her slightly dizzy. "A-Aha... T-thank you. I'll keep that in mind"

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Bianchi kept a maserful poker face and set her tea down, looking at Miranda very seriously. "Do you take birth control? It's very important to think about these things. I have some condoms if you'd like. Hayato tends to act with his heart instead of his head, so it doesn't hurt to be prepared."

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"B-Birth control...?" What on earth was that? Miranda hadn't heard of such a thi-- " A-Ah! W-We're not---!"

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Miranda is adorable flustered. Bianchi continues merrily on her way. "Not yet, I know you told me. But you're both adults and you will when you're both ready for it." She pauses, all sweet innocence. "Oh, but if you haven't ever... do you know how to use them?"

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Oh god this heat on her face was completely unbearable-- Miranda shakes her head indignantly. As soon as that action is completed, her hands fly up in a defensive stance, waving off whatever Bianchi would say in response to: "I-I don't need a demonstration, though!!!"

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She takes pity on the poor woman and leans forward to catch her hand in a reassuring squeeze. "Well, I'm always here if you have any concerns. Or even just for girl talk." She releases the other woman's hands and grows more serious. "Does... is Hayato doing well?"

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Miranda smiles appreciatively -- albeit slightly umcomfortable, but appreciative nonetheless. "Thank you, Bianchi. I'll keep that in m-mind" The Exorcist squeezes the others hand as the Italian lets go, and she pauses in her thoughts, collecting them. "Well... he's been doing a lot of training lately. He seems well to me. Then again, I considering him to be doing well when he's not hungover or in the infirmary"

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Bianchi holds a hand to her heart, looking quite pleased to hear he's doing well until she hears bout hangovers. Then her whole body becomes tense with worry. "Hayato has taken up binge drinking?"

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U-Uh oh. Maybe she shouldn't have said anything... "W-Well not binge drinking persay. He just... when you give him a little bit he tends to go for more, and he can't hold his alcohol very well..." She smiles sheepishly, wondering if she should tell Bianchi that she was a heavy drinker and didn't get affected as often, which allowed her to watch over the bomber when he got out of control.

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Still concerned she looks unhappy. "And he does this often?"

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"O-Only when there's a reason to be drinking" Another sheepish smile. Miranda really didn't want to mention that she had least one beer a week.