[When the video clicks on, it's Elizabeth, but she's... not just her, she's dressed like a queen again, not the simpler plain dresses she keeps herself too. Cream silk decorated with pearls, her hair neatly arranged underneath the shining crown of diamonds set in gold. If it's heavy, it doesn't show, she tilts her head up, and she's elated, her
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Happy Anniversary, Elizabeth.
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[Really Desmond? That's just not good enough.]
Is that all?
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What? I can send you some flowers if you want. Unless you're expecting me to come visit or something.
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I was expecting a visit, point of fact. I wouldn't make invitations if I don't want them taken up on.
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Well if it's expected, I guess I better get my ass over there.
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I think you had best [~]
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Alright. Alright. Give me about twenty minutes.
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I will see you soon then.
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He still shows up, though. Donned in his black assassin robes. ]
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Which when he does he all but prances up to him, her skirts trailing behind her, and she waits no time at all. Truth be told she's drunk a little too much. But she's giggling and bursting with life all the same, or for her at least, the brightness in her eyes could not be faked at least.] Master Desmond, at least my lord Ezio seems to have succeeded in teaching you never to keep a lady waiting. [And she lent in to kiss his cheek, still grinning.]
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Desmond nods to her. If he was from an older time period, he'd probably bow. Instead he just is as informal as humanly possible. Ezio should beat manners into him. ] I... had a few people teach me that one, actually. [ He smiles awkwardly at her. ]
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Between her and Ezio, they'd manage something to get Desmond house trained.] Oh, well at least something sunk through to you.]
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Also see that subtle agreement there. It's subtle isn't it.]
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