Sequence One Ѽ Arrival [Video]

[failssassin]

[The feed starts with a fuzzy blue view, the sound of fabric shifting can be heard over steps on wood. The blur stops and the blue reveals to be someone's jeans. Then the feed moves again and this time it shows an upside down view of a young man: it's clear that Desmond is holding his communication device in his hand by his side and has

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[failssassin]

[This time, Desmond blinks, open his mouth and closes it quickly. He's see Altaïr, the man hasn't much change from what he remembers him from, but to see a younger Ezio is a bit disconcerting. Why would he imagine his Italian ancestor in his twenties still?]

....I don't know.

[What else can he say? The novice is confused and lost and he's starting to feel unsure about the idea of this being all a figment of his imagination.]

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[failssassin]

[The tone puts him a bit more at ease, but barely. He seriously needs to figure out what the hell this is, because speaking to his ancestors is a bit...freaky.]

No, I meant to say that I don't know why I look like you, Ezio.

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[failssassin]

[Oh fuck, that name came out of him without thinking. Desmond sighs and runs a hand over his face. He really screwed up his first impression here, didn't he?]

It's a long story, but I'm your last known descendant, some hundred years ago after your time. Just like you knew of Altaïr, I know about you.

[This is seriously not the whole story, but it'll have to do for now.]

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[failssassin]

[And this is where Desmond rolls his eyes, because this can't seriously be happening]

No, I haven't. Come on, you've spread your seeds all around Italy. Did you really think that kids wouldn't show up at some point?

[Yes Desmond, the best way to make a good impression to you ancestor is to call him a manwhore.]

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[failssassin]

[It's all right Ezio, it's Desmond's fault for insulting you first. Sadly for the novice, that quick to anger trait has carried over the bloodline, or through the Bleeding Effect and he glares back at the Master Assassin.]

Really? You're the one that's an imbecile if you thought that your actions wouldn't have consequences. [he has no idea who bore a child to Ezio, but Desmond assumes it's one of the many whores he fucked in his life. The poor woman.]

What's to explain? I'm your descendant.

[The threat of getting beat up by the Italian doesn't fully register. After all, this is in his mind, right? Nothing bad can happen to him, right?]

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[failssassin]

[Desmond nearly retorts that he actually has a pretty good idea of what the man might think, having lived his life in the past weeks, but the small shred of sanity he has left stops him from doing so. Instead, he rolls his eyes because, seriously brain? We're going in circle here]

What proof can I give you, really? I'm stuck here in whatever the hell my subconscious came up with, with no other way to explain myself beside saying 'look at my face'. Shaun, Lucy and Rebecca could tell you, but somehow, I doubt they are here since I don't carry any of their memories.

[he rubs his forehead lightly. God, is he really that difficult to deal with?]

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[failssassin]

[He snorts humorlessly]

Ha! You have no idea. [And the he pauses just as he's about to give his name and gives a long look over at Ezio through the tablet. The Italian looks about his age, which means he's never heard of him before. A relief, somewhat.]

My name's Desmond.