Giovanni Auditore da Firenze (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
betrayedblade) wrote2010-07-19 02:14 am
betrayedblade) wrote2010-07-19 02:14 am
ventinove || video [note: backdated to early sunday morning]
[The post starts with a twirling view of the sky, the ground, the sky again, the ground again, etc as the device bounces on the pavement. It just so happens to land mostly on its side, slightly tilting upwards as it leans against some debris behind it. The shot is perfect for catching a white-hooded man standing with a drawn sword in the distance. His robes are stained with black scuff marks and lots and lots of red blood.
Something has taken a beating, but it looks like it dealt out as much as it received. The Italian drops his form a second later and stands perfectly still, sword tip resting on the ground lazily. His body language depicts he doesn't seem to care about anything right now.
Indeed when he turns towards the communicator a minute later his expression is utterly blank. Its an eerie calm and cold expression with no emotion. Even his eyes reflect a dead golden hue. He walks calmly towards the device, his hand barely holding onto a sword many know he normally takes very good care of but now its practically being dragged across the ground in his limp grip.
He bends down and calmly picks up the communicator, and without even a second glance simply turns it off.]
[[Giovanni has hit rock bottom emotionally. He appears utterly calm and cold, dead even. But in reality he's insane from grief. Provoke him and he will snap. He's somewhere near the big baddie for any up for a commentlog. :3]]
Something has taken a beating, but it looks like it dealt out as much as it received. The Italian drops his form a second later and stands perfectly still, sword tip resting on the ground lazily. His body language depicts he doesn't seem to care about anything right now.
Indeed when he turns towards the communicator a minute later his expression is utterly blank. Its an eerie calm and cold expression with no emotion. Even his eyes reflect a dead golden hue. He walks calmly towards the device, his hand barely holding onto a sword many know he normally takes very good care of but now its practically being dragged across the ground in his limp grip.
He bends down and calmly picks up the communicator, and without even a second glance simply turns it off.]
[[Giovanni has hit rock bottom emotionally. He appears utterly calm and cold, dead even. But in reality he's insane from grief. Provoke him and he will snap. He's somewhere near the big baddie for any up for a commentlog. :3]]
|D lol it's cool ♥
♥ so so sorry /total derp X3
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I'll give you five minutes, or are you so pathetic you need ten?
Don't worry, I'll take care of your son when he shows up at the hospital. Can't be too many people reviving that I don't recognize. Wonder what the look on his face'll be, probably pretty funny.
You just work on dyin' Giovanni.
[Hanging up on you btw.]
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[He utterly hates you right now and if he sees you anytime soon your guts will be his play things. He's not sure whether he believes Seifer or not, or whether the threat is real. A part of him wants to make sure anyway; another excepts its just a ruse to get his attention, and he also knows his son is perfectly capable of handling his own.
Either way the Assassin wants to kill something (more), and right this second no less. If he finds you, it will be you Seifer.]
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And if I didn't think Ezio was on hiatus for the rest of this event Seifer would so totally jack his comm and make a fake attacking/killing Ezio post to get Giovanni to come to the hospital |D]
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He will kick YOUR butt though. just. later.]