Giovanni Auditore da Firenze (
betrayedblade) wrote2010-07-19 02:14 am
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[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]]
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Then you will meet the same fate as them.
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And you can't stop me.
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[By now, he has his hand on the hilt of his sword.]
But you don't have to do this, giovane.
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If you get in my way, I will.
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[Without warning, Souba is out and pointed at Giovanni. He doesn't move to attack though.]
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You do what you must, and I will do what I must.
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[He speaks bitterly, the loathing making up for the lack of volume. He goes so far as to look away from Giovanni, because he thinks he won't strike without any warning. His left hand twitches and he begins to approach the edge.]
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He may not have had his hidden blade fixed yet, but he'd found an alternate method. He struck out with the small dagger in his hand in a similar manner to how he normally would have with his hidden blade in place.]
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He keeps his stare locked on the man, watching for the smallest twitch.]
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He backs off with the failed stab and eyes Kadaj resolutely. He isn't going to wait this time. His hand flickers and the dagger is sent flying at Kadaj even as he unsheathes his sword with his other hand.
He is not going to hold back.]
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Kadaj runs for Giovanni, feinting an attack with the blades.]
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