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[betrayedblade]

[This is for anyone who would know (family, Kadaj, Eald, Chloe?, anyone who would try to keep up with him) that by now he's been found and drug back to the hospital (by Kadaj) to get better. He's still horribly sick but there isn't much of a way for him to keep people away other than griping their ears out (when he isn't coughing out a lung) since he's bedridden. He is definitely upset that he cannot keep up with what is happening outside and being sick isn't fun so he's not in the best of moods, not even remotely. But if you want to bug him or update him on what is happening he'll receive you (not that he has a choice). He'd really like it if someone did that last suggestion.]

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[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

[We love you papa!]

Of course, I would expect nothing less from you. And I do not doubt that you'll know when the time is right but...
[A pause where he smiles, not without a bit a worry behind his eyes, but still Ezio is working to stay positive here. No need give his father any more reason to want to leave bed too early when he needed rest and any uneasiness on Ezio's part could tip the scales.]

We are here if you need anything father. Say the word and it will be done. [Oh wait! An idea!]

Do you want us to bring you your chess set? You whip a little humbleness back into Federico. [Smiiiirk at you bro.]

[is-the-eldest.livejournal.com]

I already had Eald whip plenty of that into me, idiota. Though a refresher game with either of you would do me some good, I don't doubt.

[He grins at Ezio.]

If I want to be schooled I can play papa, but if I want to school someone, I can play you, baby brother.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[He just sighs and shakes his head, but there is just the barest hint of a smile on his lips.]

I am too tired to play right now, Ezio. But I will watch.