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[The video is dark when the device turns on. Giovanni removes his hand a moment later but the device isn't entirely facing him and the picture is skewed at an odd angle. There is the usual rubble of the worse parts of the town in the background.

The brown bundle off to the side moves slightly and it becomes apparent the shape is that of a man hunched over. It's still hard to distinguish much.]


...sed libera nos a malo.

[The figure coughs violently.]

...libera nos a malo. Avrei...

...

Così è stato questo inferno tutto il tempo?
[He begins to laugh harshly and then breaks into more coughing...and what can barely be heard to sound like heartbroken sobbing intermixed.]



[[Note: Giovanni has just come back from a canon update. He has just lived through his death. He is weeping for his dead sons who are not dead here but that is besides the point. He is in his normal clothes--aka, not the assassin's robes--and there is a rather nasty red mark around his neck from where the noose hung him that will be seen in some replies.
tl;dr: He's back from a disappearance of his own.]]


[[Translations: ...and deliver us from evil.

...deliver us from evil. I would have...

So was this hell all along?]]

[video]

Date: 2011-01-29 08:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
[He is quiet for a long moment. When he answers it is without emotion, and it is clear this is the answer he would give to another Assassin on any given day.

The rest of the matter--the fact that she is his daughter and when she learned to fight--will remain for another time.]


I do not need protection. Not from your brothers and not from you. If I didn't know they would not be as stubborn as I at their age--I would not have them here at all.

I know my way back, and I am capable of dodging a few beasts.

Stay put. That is an order, not a request.

[video]

Date: 2011-01-29 08:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bossyblade.livejournal.com
[ Her jaw firms, her eyes flicker, but slowly, silently, she nods. There is a whirlwind of expression in her gaze, a maelstrom consisting of hurt stemming from a feeling of betrayal warring with the continued and undeniable love that she has for her father. Fine. Let him doubt her now. She will prove to him in whatever way he requires that she is capable of the place she has made without the aid of his guidance. ]

As you command. I trust your judgment.

[ Claudia bows her head in acceptance even as she smooths her expression, setting pain and disappointment aside. ]

I will see you soon, mio Padre. Be cautious.

[video]

Date: 2011-01-29 09:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
I wish people would stop telling me that. It never fails that as soon as it is said...

[He smiles suddenly and leans towards the communicator conspiratorially.]

For you, anything cara. I look forward to it. [And, implied, seeing this supposed skill you've developed in his absence.]

[video]

Date: 2011-01-29 09:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bossyblade.livejournal.com
[ His smile does much to lighten her mood. She returns it wryly, saying in much his vein of humor. ]

It is not for your sense of caution that I am concerned, Padre.

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