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[Giovanni turns on the device before setting it down on a raised surface before him and leans over it so that it shows just about only him in the picture and the open sky in what little background is available.]
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
[He says this quietly as if musing more to himself than addressing the device and the people ( Read more... )
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
[He says this quietly as if musing more to himself than addressing the device and the people ( Read more... )
He knows the phrase, distantly understands the meaning of them in the sense that he'd been told to learn from it, to embrace it. He knows much about the people who speak it, finds himself studying the person on the feed in silence - his expression hidden by the shadow of a baggy hood. ]
Buona sera. [ It's a calm greeting - not malicious or confrontational. Simple but careful, as he continues. ] Assassino. [ He takes another few seconds to study the person he's looking at, notes that his features are... familiar, if only in a second hand way. A family relation to someone Il Lupo knew or knew of, perhaps. Anything was likely in this place, he supposed. ]
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I see you are familiar with the phrase, amico. [It's a polite way to start a conversation but moreover he's being cautious of other people listening in.]
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Molto. [ There's a shift of his hood as his head dips forward, offering a nod in further confirmation. Still, he continues, voice low, polite. ] Though, this is the first time I have heard it spoken. [ He'd read it many times, had learned it and the creed it pertained to as he'd been directed. Had heard it in pieces but never as a whole. ]
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He relaxes minutely. Conversation is easy.]
It is possible it was once shared by many... your knowledge of it shows that to some degree, it has not been forgotten. If for widely differing reasons now...
[That is to say: he realizes what you are. But this is okay. For now.]
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It was far from being forgotten in my lifetime.
[ The way he says it - it almost sounds as if he's grateful for that fact. ]
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And may I ask when that is?
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I died in 1503. [ Or rather, he was killed. ]
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Not so far off. Though I am not so certain how much would have changed in thirty years time. I doubt too much.
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There are six years I cannot speak for [ too young, in that regard ] and fifteen where I had no ties to... [ templars? assassins? Bloodshed and hatred? He can't find the correct word for it. ]
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[Giovanni seems to grasp the context fine anyway, and nods understanding.] I can only account for my own side and what I have heard of the future myself. But that does not give a whole and accurate story, now does it.
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He offers a nod of understanding in response to Giovanni's words. ] It would be impossible to get the whole and accurate story, in this instance.
[ No two sides had the same account of any one event. To hear multiple takes on the story behind this.. feud, this conflict between Templars and Assassins.. It would be impossible to find the truth of it all. ]
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