[Ezio's hood is pulled up, and behind him is simply a stone wall with a dark red curtain hung to his left side, and while he should probably look solemn, he can't help feeling relief in some way. He supposes that it's because Desmond was worrying so much he wouldn't be there to do what he had to do, but he will be now, and not a moment too soon. ( Read more... )

For the Brotherhood:

[Ezio is stood near the Codex Wall when he calls all his assassins to him, in Mario's Study in the Villa. He has a new plan, a new direction for the Order, and while he has discussed some of this with Desmond, he is certain this is the best for them all.]Lately, the Order has become stagnant. We do not have cause to fight here ( Read more... )

[There's a long pause and a rough sigh before the thick Italian accent breaks through the static air, and Ezio doesn't sound at his top form, at least to anyone who knows him, he doesn't. Anyone else will think he's just had a bad day. He's had a bad week and he wants to just collapse into bed and forget it happened.]If anyone can inform me of ( Read more... )

[Ezio has everything he needs in order to talk to the Brotherhood, though he has a bit of sad news for them all too. With assignments for everyone, he heads for Mario's study, settling down at the desk and sending a quick message to everyone.

Come to the Villa. I have news and we need to meet as a family.It's something he doesn't want to have to ( Read more... )

[The face that comes onto the screen will only be familiar to a few, but it's recognisable to most people who know him well enough to have ever gotten a good look at him. What's more, the voice isn't anywhere near as deep but Ezio still has his thick Italian accent and a scowl on his face. No longer fifty-three years old and starting to flag, Ezio ( Read more... )

[The audio comes into life and the usually smooth Italian voice is, instead, rough and breathless. Ezio's breathing is shallow and ragged, and it takes some time for him to finally be able to talk, but it doesn't make much sense.]

Sofia... I-- merda... Helen, I... [A pause comes as Ezio just tries to breathe.] ...the villa-- [There is a rough ( Read more... )

[Ezio ignored the things he saw out of the corner of his eye now, he ignored the nightmares by not sleeping if he could avoid it, and he ignored the large hole Altair left in their family by working himself into exhaustion. He'd gotten most of his work done, his records written both in Italian and basic English in a separate book, though he wouldn' ( Read more... )

[In his exploration of the city, Ezio became quickly fond of the Venetian District. It wasn't home, not at all, but it was so damn close to how Venice was, like all of the city compacted into one district, and he loved it there. He hated the fact that he loved it, though, because it wasn't home and it just reminded him of a great many sorrows, even ( Read more... )