✿ 03 | audio

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ When the feed clicks on the sounds of a bustling station can be heard, the closest sound being that of slow, almost weary footsteps that eventually stop. Kaylee's found herself a bench to rest on for awhile. The past week and a half has been rough. Snatched up by people, driven underground somewhere, questioned, and when she still refused to

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[milesawayfrom]

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Kaylee! Is someone on there way? Where the hell have you been?!

[lilgreasemonkey]

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Clay found me 'fore I even figured out he heard me talkin' over this. [ Even though she's really glad to hear her bro's voice she goes quiet for a bit before answering his other question. ] They took me Des. Snatched me right up.

[milesawayfrom]

Yeah, we're good at that. [ The Eagle Vision and all. ] Shit.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Ya sure are. [ She's debating telling him about it or waiting a bit until she's at the villa. ] I tried to get 'em off, make a run for it. [ Obviously they won out. ]

[milesawayfrom]

[ Desmond will grill her either way. ] Hey, don't beat yourself up. They caught Ezio.

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Grill away. His choice how long he wants to wait for answers. ] I know. [ bawwww small voice. ] I just ... thought I could slip by 'em somehow. [ She is smaller than a bulked up assassin :/b Still didn't work BUT hey um, A for effort? Gold 'you tried' star? ]

[milesawayfrom]

[ Desmond sighs. No, Kaylee. If these guys can capture The Mentor and fuck with him? Any of them are lucky if they can't be caught. ]

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Welp then luck decided to go HAHA EFF YOU on her grand capture day. ] I'm sorry Des. [ She's sorry luck was such a bitch to her and now he's sighing about it D: ] Nothin' ... got broke while I was gone did it?

[milesawayfrom]

Why are you sorry? [ His tone is sharp. How the fuck is it her fault? ] Not that I can tell. What about you, are you messed up?

[lilgreasemonkey]

... cos. [ aka she knows she really didn't need to say that in the end. Not like she went out and said "hey come grab me!". ] I got bruises all over. A few cuts but they're mostly healed up already. Didn't get much sleep either. Or food. Didn't wanna trust it much.

[milesawayfrom]

That's not really an answer, Kay. [ Still, he gets it. ] So, I'm not going to have to call a doctor in for this?

[lilgreasemonkey]

I know ... [ But hey at least he gets it. Thanks bro. ] No, I can walk. 's just real slow. Don't think I'm gonna go leapin' off things for a bit. [ Oh. That's disappointing though. ] But I'll work double on my trainin' soon as I can, I promise.

[milesawayfrom]

I doubt Ezio is going to let you go anywhere outside the Villa until you're better. [ Desmond shakes his head. Not with how Ezio hounded him to stay in bed after that fake Lucy stabbed him. ] Get better first, then we'll worry about that.

[lilgreasemonkey]

... don't think I'm gonna chance takin' a walk outside with him guardin' the door an' givin' me a look. [ meeep! But staying in where it's warm to rest up sounds great enough anyway so she'll be good and stay put. Not give the assassins hell ... more than she does normally anyway out of love. ] I will.

[milesawayfrom]

He's kind of like an insanely over protective father eagle. Or, something.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Father eagle ... he does got that hood what looks like a beak, 'specially if he tilts his head down some. [ It all makes sense now. And it's just funnier to think about. ]