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Oct. 16th, 2010 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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.
Gohl... should be safe now.
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Date: 2010-10-17 02:43 am (UTC)She breaths out an audible sigh of relief.
Thank goodness.]
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Date: 2010-10-17 03:17 am (UTC)video || 1/2
Date: 2010-10-17 03:20 am (UTC)[Looking away from the camera, she gives a small nod of her head. She knows better, but... there are still a lot of things about this that won't be all right for awhile.]
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Date: 2010-10-17 03:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-17 03:26 am (UTC)[His smile is sad and he won't look at the camera.]
Yes. I think I know of whom you speak.
She is...here. Safe.
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Date: 2010-10-17 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-17 03:50 am (UTC)