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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]

[He sighs in relief.]

Yes, they are both fine.

...I am glad you are all right, mio figlio. Rest. I will come tomorrow. [He would come tonight but he has to make sure they're really gone and everyone here is truly safe first.]

[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

Good to hear. I was worried about them.

I would feel better if I could rest back at Gohl. Were everyone else is. [Stubborn patient is stubborn.]

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I want to make sure it's absolutely safe before reoccupying it unnecessarily. You'll be fine there for one night, and I promise when nothing happens by tomorrow I will take you ...back to Gohl.

[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

Yes. I understand. [His tone says he disagrees, but it's better to accept it than be a petulant child over it. Were he six years old though, this would be about the time he started pouting.]

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Good. [He's proud of you, Ezio. You are such a fine young man now. <3]

[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

[Thank you papa! ♥]