[He can't help but stare at the communicator at the familiar and yet all too unfamiliar sight that meets his eyes there. But he would not--could not--ever forget that beautiful face, nor that lovely voice. His daughter--older, only more lovely than last he had seen her, aged like Ezio--
This place. Could not be described in words that fit it.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before replying.]
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Date: 2011-01-29 07:47 am (UTC)This place. Could not be described in words that fit it.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before replying.]
It is I, cara. I am here... I am...alive.