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[betrayedblade]

I will...be all right.

I will be all right.

I am all right.

I know...that I am being affected by whatever this is.

But I wanted to inform my...friends ...that I am doing my best to ignore it. So hard. It is not real. I know this... thanks to all of you. And... I will continue to stay inside where I am safest, to stay out of trouble. Prometto.

[He takes an audibly deep breath and releases it shakily.]

Ezio... Thank you.



I'm sorry, Maria...

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[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

I know that. I'm just usually the one that fixes it. Figures out the solution. Knows just what to do in--

[He realizes he's bitching to a guy who's seeing things and clams up.]

... Sorry. Leo's just got me really worried.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I see. I take it he's still not doing well.

Take care of him.

[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

He's doing really poorly. We're trying to take care of as best as we can, but....

[A beat, holding back saying anything more. And then, quietly.]

... You take care of yourself, too.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

... But I still don't even know your name.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles; softly at first, growing a little disconcerting there towards the end before it cuts off abruptly.]

Giovanni Auditore.

asdfasdfds /SCARED OF THAT FACE.

[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

[Okkkaaaaaaay. That laugh grew a little bit creepy.]

... We'll figure something out, Mr. Auditore. Figure out what's causing this and how to get it to stop. I promise.

Its kinda creepy...

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Va bene.

... Yes. I love it!

[techoutmystaff.livejournal.com]

Stia bene. [Yes, that's an formal "take care" to you, properly spoken.]

...fffft!

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