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[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?]]

[Audio - English] Fffft, wonderful. >D

Date: 2009-12-08 06:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
[there is hesitance before a reply is made; underneath the accent it is just barely notable that the voice sounds controlled.]

I don't believe in curses. I do believe bad luck has a way of creeping up on all at least once in their life.

You--you are from the Holy Lands. Aren't you. What is your name?

Re: [Audio - English] Fffft, wonderful. >D

Date: 2009-12-09 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
*At first, the Eagle was hesitent to speak to the man, but somethingabout his voice, urged him to proceed.*

My name is Altair Ibn-La'Ahad.

*There was a dim silence*

May I know your name?

[Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-09 04:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
[There is a quick intake of breath before a deep silence descends for a while. Then harshly:]

Accidenti a te per la tua bugia!
What you tell me cannot be true, but only a lie! You can't be him. It isn't possible.

...That name...cannot be so common... can it?

Re: [Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-09 11:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
*The mans sudden and aggrevated tone caused Altair to restrain himself in silence for a good moment.*

...

*There was a sudden urge for him to speak again. He was cautious, but laid his words out properly*

I am by that name.

But why do you doubt this?

[Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-09 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
I have heard of one named Altaïr. He is from the past and known only through legends passed down by--

[He cuts himself off abruptly; this device, whatever it is, is not the appropriate place to discuss such matters he believes; he doesn't trust it.]

If you are him you should be dead by many years past.

Re: [Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-10 03:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
*Death... It sounded so estrange to him to hear this. How could he be dead for many years*

I... I don't understand what you speak of. I live still today.

Somthing about you tells me you are close to me, but why is this so?

[Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-10 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
And yet today... is most strangest of all where a person can find himself among death and ruin.

[there is a pregnant pause and then he shakes his head clear and when he speaks again his voice holds no more room for talk of ill omens and odd deeds]

I would not know why you would get such a feeling--except, perhaps, that we are Brothers, of a sort. I won't speak of it here, and neither should you, il mio amico.

Re: [Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-11 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
Correct

*The assassin felt a conection to the man though*

This place is complicated, but perhaps i could find you, elsewhere?

Re: [Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-11 06:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
If you travel to the school, I may be able to locate you there.

[Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-11 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] betrayedblade.livejournal.com
Tomorrow, when I've a better feel for the city. I'll find it.


Re: [Audio - English]

Date: 2009-12-12 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-a-monk.livejournal.com
Very well

(OOC: A new thread might appear better. Donno, up to you.)

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