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[Ezio has been growing restless. Finally over the cold he had been getting, he has opted to spend the day anywhere but indoors. It's like being caged, sometimes, being within Aliunde, and yet being indoors all day while here is even worse. After years, decades, of running, climbing, jumping, battling, killing and fighting, barely surviving, and somehow doing it all because of love and revenge, then for the pursuit of knowledge, Ezio finds Aliunde offers little in the way of thrill for him, when it comes to the arts of an assassin. He wants to give up what life he has led, and yet that makes him all the more adamant to continue it here, because he knows that here his descendant, and his fellow ancestor, need him to be some kind of guiding force.
He doesn't feel much like one, not when he has an Apple of Eden locked away like it could cause a plague and he has no true plan of attack against the Head Doctor. She is no fool, she would not remain where anyone has found her before, and yet he cannot lead an Order without a goal. For what little guidance he can offer emotionally for Desmond, there is nothing he feels he has left to pass on to him, and nothing he feels Altair could ever need to learn from him. It leaves him feeling much older than he would care to admit.
So, he wanders. Over rooftops, through crowds, along streets and between buildings. Sometimes, Ezio lingers, upon a roof, seated on a bench, against a wall in a crowd of people, and yet he doesn't find time to ever stop the thoughts racing through his head. The only saving grace to his worries is Helen, and yet the desperation to see Sofia again is a bright, burning flame in his heart. Helen isn't trying to replace Sofia, as much as Ezio isn't trying to replace the father of Helen's daughter, and that is why he is comfortable with her, even if he is not truly comfortable in Aliunde at all.]
((ooc: Ezio can be found anywhere in the city, anywhere anyone wants him. Just picture him lurking around. He lurks a lot, okay.))
He doesn't feel much like one, not when he has an Apple of Eden locked away like it could cause a plague and he has no true plan of attack against the Head Doctor. She is no fool, she would not remain where anyone has found her before, and yet he cannot lead an Order without a goal. For what little guidance he can offer emotionally for Desmond, there is nothing he feels he has left to pass on to him, and nothing he feels Altair could ever need to learn from him. It leaves him feeling much older than he would care to admit.
So, he wanders. Over rooftops, through crowds, along streets and between buildings. Sometimes, Ezio lingers, upon a roof, seated on a bench, against a wall in a crowd of people, and yet he doesn't find time to ever stop the thoughts racing through his head. The only saving grace to his worries is Helen, and yet the desperation to see Sofia again is a bright, burning flame in his heart. Helen isn't trying to replace Sofia, as much as Ezio isn't trying to replace the father of Helen's daughter, and that is why he is comfortable with her, even if he is not truly comfortable in Aliunde at all.]
((ooc: Ezio can be found anywhere in the city, anywhere anyone wants him. Just picture him lurking around. He lurks a lot, okay.))