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[betrayedblade]

[Giovanni stands on the rooftop of Gohl, staring down out into the city streets, the communicator somewhere near his feet. The white Assassin's robes are stained with blood though it's impossible to tell if any of it is his or not--except for a bit on the hood that he obviously used to wipe a cut on his face. A particularly large spot rests on the shoulder with the cape--which, by the way, is missing completely--the rest is scattered. Overall he looks worn-out more than anything else.]

Gohl... should be safe now.

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[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Yes...

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

[ This here is the sound of a relieved sigh and him just...falling flat on his back in the lobby. ]

I don't ever...

Did you make it through alright...?

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I'm fine.

How is everyone else?

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

I haven't had the chance to check on everyone. Seifer's alright, last I saw of him. Maria's fine. Federico and I were involved in a scuffle not long ago, but somehow we're both still alive.

As far as I know, no one was killed, save for our intruder.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Good.

What about Ezio? Did he make it back? [Preferably in one piece.]

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, I have not heard from him. He has yet to return.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Maledizioni!

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

[ Sorry Giovanni he's a bit too worn out to jump very much at that. ]

...beg your pardon?

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Fuck.

Tell Maria not to wait up for me.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Very well. I will.

[ As soon as he can peel himself off the floor, that is. ]