quarantacinque || video

[betrayedblade]

[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?]]

Comments

[is-the-eldest.livejournal.com]

[He'll glance back as well, frowning a bit before he looks to his brother.]

... I've never seen father so worn before, not even... not even that night-- [Ah, the night he came home hurt... when the soldiers came over and his father left while they distracted them.]

Do you think he was hurt? [The redness around his neck, it bothered him. He'll rub at his own a little as if showing Ezio.]

[aninsidejob.livejournal.com]

You know, Giovanni, you worried me. [She says softly, taking his arm and keeping close to him.] Disappearing...and coming back? You have me worried all over again.

[She glances up toward him, giving him a smile.] Nice to have you back, cowboy. You look tired though. [There's a brief pause. She notices the red around his neck, but she doesn't ask. Either he was a kinky bastard, or things just didn't go as planned.

And really, deep down? She was hoping for it to be kinky so she wouldn't be worried about him.] Did you want to talk about it?

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[His gaze is focused forward as they walk, roaming the area slowly and yet seeming to take everything in all at once. He makes no comment as she talks to him but he is clearly listening. He finally looks at her when she asks the question.]

It is nothing now. Not in this place. [His eyes are hard even as he smiles tightly at her.] Do not worry about it.

[vengefulblades.livejournal.com]

[Ezio can't answer his brother right away. He swallows suddenly feeling his mouth go dry.]

I don't know. I would not rule that out.

[Another quick glance over his shoulder to give their two followers a glance over.]

Help me keep an eye on him, will you?

[is-the-eldest.livejournal.com]

Of course. [And he will try to lighten the mood a little, nudging his brother with an elbow.]

I try to keep my eye on all of you.

[He will however look back here and there, pleased that their father at least seems to be doing well enough. Especially with Chloe back there to keep him company. He was glad she seemed to care so much for him... for them all really.]