03-04-2019, 04:46 PM
All but one of them were hazy on the details, they simply knew that they should come to the park this day and go to a specific spot. The unusual part had been the Zorro masks, but they explained that the other person would be wearing one too and they should use their best judgment whether or not to reveal themselves to their partner.
But that this day, for this period of time, if they followed the instructions that they wouldn't remember until the church bells sounded at noon, that person would be waiting for them, also in a Zorro mask.
The only one of them who understood entirely what was going on had arrived at her spot. She saw others close by, waiting in their own spots, until a partner showed. Some were talking, some were confused. Others had brought blankets and air mattresses and were laying them down on the ground. She'd brought a blanket as well and was doing the same when the man approached.
A man dressed in the t-shirt and jeans of a laborer was standing there waiting for her. The woman approached. She'd seen this man before, knew she'd talked casually to him, and recognized his muscular body brought on by physical labor despite the Zorro mask, but he seemed confused.
The young woman stood facing him and decided to lift up her mask to reveal who she was. He smiled; a smile she'd seen before, before lifting up his own mask.
"I am Maria," she said to him as she moved closer, standing inches from him.
"Stavro," he responded, though she'd known the Butcher Boy's name for a while.
The Cathedral bells sounded the one o'clock hour. They stepped forward into each other's arms and kissed, as many others were now doing in the park. Others were following their lead as well as they began to undress each other and slide down onto the blanket.
* * *
La Contessa's Eurocopter EC 155 was powered up and waiting on the helipad when she emerged from the castle. Unbowed by the winds pushing down and back from the circling blades, she climbed the little steps into the vehicle and strapped in. The pilot confirmed that she was secure and took off toward the noonday Sun and the city skyline of San Finzione.
The helicopter easily made its way through the few tall office buildings that comprised the city center. The pilot listened to something on his radio before switching on the microphone to address La Contessa.
"Contessa, is something going on in the park. We've been advised to check it out."
Helena had hoped there was still time to hug her friends goodbye, but decided that if it'd been important enough for them to radio her helicopter, it should be checked out.
As the pilot flew toward the park, she checked her phone. The vibrations of the helicopter had caused her to miss the vibrations from her phone, and now she saw that a half-dozen texts and calls had tried to reach her.
They approached the park and noticed that several news helicopters were hovering at the edge of the No-Fly Zone surrounding the park and the old Cathedral.
When Helen saw what was going on in the park, she laughed. Then felt a little hurt, but then laughed again. She picked up the binoculars and surveyed the crowd, still laughing.
It was when she saw Maria riding some young stud for all she was worth that the laughter turned into a cheer and she understood what Julie's note had been talking about.
* * *
But that this day, for this period of time, if they followed the instructions that they wouldn't remember until the church bells sounded at noon, that person would be waiting for them, also in a Zorro mask.
The only one of them who understood entirely what was going on had arrived at her spot. She saw others close by, waiting in their own spots, until a partner showed. Some were talking, some were confused. Others had brought blankets and air mattresses and were laying them down on the ground. She'd brought a blanket as well and was doing the same when the man approached.
A man dressed in the t-shirt and jeans of a laborer was standing there waiting for her. The woman approached. She'd seen this man before, knew she'd talked casually to him, and recognized his muscular body brought on by physical labor despite the Zorro mask, but he seemed confused.
The young woman stood facing him and decided to lift up her mask to reveal who she was. He smiled; a smile she'd seen before, before lifting up his own mask.
"I am Maria," she said to him as she moved closer, standing inches from him.
"Stavro," he responded, though she'd known the Butcher Boy's name for a while.
The Cathedral bells sounded the one o'clock hour. They stepped forward into each other's arms and kissed, as many others were now doing in the park. Others were following their lead as well as they began to undress each other and slide down onto the blanket.
* * *
La Contessa's Eurocopter EC 155 was powered up and waiting on the helipad when she emerged from the castle. Unbowed by the winds pushing down and back from the circling blades, she climbed the little steps into the vehicle and strapped in. The pilot confirmed that she was secure and took off toward the noonday Sun and the city skyline of San Finzione.
The helicopter easily made its way through the few tall office buildings that comprised the city center. The pilot listened to something on his radio before switching on the microphone to address La Contessa.
"Contessa, is something going on in the park. We've been advised to check it out."
Helena had hoped there was still time to hug her friends goodbye, but decided that if it'd been important enough for them to radio her helicopter, it should be checked out.
As the pilot flew toward the park, she checked her phone. The vibrations of the helicopter had caused her to miss the vibrations from her phone, and now she saw that a half-dozen texts and calls had tried to reach her.
They approached the park and noticed that several news helicopters were hovering at the edge of the No-Fly Zone surrounding the park and the old Cathedral.
When Helen saw what was going on in the park, she laughed. Then felt a little hurt, but then laughed again. She picked up the binoculars and surveyed the crowd, still laughing.
It was when she saw Maria riding some young stud for all she was worth that the laughter turned into a cheer and she understood what Julie's note had been talking about.
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