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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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[is-the-eldest.livejournal.com]

[Oh dio mio, is he ever happy to see you papa! It still surprises him to see his father this way, as an assassin, stained in blood, but thankfully he seems... alright? Considering his appearance.]

It seems they've finally stopped... or have retreated for now. [So worn out and bruised and just plain tired from everything.]

... are you well, padre?

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm fine.

[is-the-eldest.livejournal.com]

Did you hear from Ezio yet? He should be at the hospital by now. [He hopes.]

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Is he? [That's good. All he had heard was he was injured in the fight and Eald didn't know anything else.] Va bene.