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[betrayedblade]

[Silence and a starry sky. Then faint footsteps, so soft almost not even perceptible. The device is picked up; there's a flash of white; and then something blots out the camera--something brown and leathery.]

'Utilizza questo.' Che cosa è questo?

Non capisco cosa sta succedendo. Che cosa è successo? ...Che cosa è successo a Firenze? No. Non Firenze ... questo non è Firenze. Dove...?

Dove mi trovo?

Sicuramente i bastardi Templari non avrebbero potuto fare questo a me. Che cosa sta succedendo qui? Che cosa avrebbe potuto fare questo? Che cosa avrebbe potuto mi ha portato qui a mia insaputa?

[There is a long, long pause before the leather creaks and in the process compresses against the lens--a hand's grip tightening briefly--and then the very, very faint footfalls again. They stop after a good while and one last stern sentence reaches the recording device before there is complete silence. Accented.]

Show yourself.




[["'Use this.' What is this? I do not understand what is going on. What happened? ...What happened to Florence? No. Not Florence...this is not Florence. Where...? Where am I? Surely the Templar bastards could not have done this to me. What is going on here? What could have done this? What could have brought me here without my knowledge?]]

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[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Very well. It's all the buttons that I fear more than anything else... [He chuckles softly, smiling half-heartedly at his own cluelessness.

Not yet anyway. He's a quick learner though. And good! That is so cute. Giovanni will happily protect them with his life, too. Because he is an utter sap. Yesss.]

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[recreant]

Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it pretty quick. The communicators will turn themselves on, anyway, so sometimes it just doesn't matter what you do.

[ Clearly Marshall's Third Floor is full of saps. Huuuup the stairs and ... here, I'll even give it to you. ]

Hey, both sides next to me are open. Want one?

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[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

...ah. [That does not sound pleasing. But he'll get over it.]

If it is acceptable, I would readily agree.

[Oh, you're so nice, Riku.]

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Just be sure if you're doing anything ... questionable, it's in your pocket. [ Smiiiirks a little. ]

Sure, sure. Just bang on the wall if we make too much noise. We get kinda rowdy sometimes, you know. Being kids. And if you need anything, knock! I'm getting mistaken for the landlord, so I may as well start acting like it.

[ Aren't I just. :| ]

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[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[He receives a small chuckle in return. Oh, if only the boy knew...]

Ahhah--! [He smiles largely at hearing this.] No doubt it will be just like home then. I am quite accustomed to rowdy children; I have four of my own back home. Again I must thank you for your kindness, bambino. It is nice to see such friendliness in such a young face.

[Yush.]

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[ ... Yeah, I need to play this damn game. ]

Well then you're going to fit right in. Don't worry about it; just ... ignore Roxas being huffy and Kairi trying to help everyone ever and we'll be all set! [ Leans back against his own door, kicking away a random vermin that was already clawing at it. ] Besides, it's nice to see an old guy who doesn't immediately hate you and looks like he could actually keep up.

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[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[Ooooooh, yes you do. And all the rest of the world. :| ]

[He chuckles softly.] I will keep that in mind. [Oooh, was that a compliment we did hear?] I am glad to please, then. Do not hesitate to ever ask of my help, and perhaps I can surprise you young ones yet with something I know that could be useful.