Ezio 001
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Location: The Plaza, Middle District.
Time: Night time. :D
Style: Third preferably.
Status: OPEN like your mother's legs.
Ezio had woken up in strange places before, but none were as strange as this. He had woken up hot and wet before, but that was an entirely different story than now, And an entirely more enjoyable one. Right now he lay face first on the slick, warm concrete, heavy and worn like he had just battled a damn giant octopus. This was certainly not the Villa Auditore, nor was it anywhere near Italy apparently. He didn't know that yet, but oh he would the moment he looked up at the strange city.
With a groan and a few choice curses, Ezio pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, then noticing the strange symbol on his chest when he looked down. Now what the hell was that? He would have to question that later, right now he had to figure out where he was, and why he was soaking wet. He didn't see anyone immediately as he stood, balancing himself and blinking until his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. While he took a hesitant glance around at his surroundings, he felt around for all his belongings. Everything was there. Everything but the apple. "Il figlio di una puttana!" he hissed between his teeth. His outburst was the only sign of annoyance, luckily, and he seemed to calm rather quickly.
It had to be somewhere. Maybe he had left it at the villa, he certainly hadn't dropped it after all that. Yes, it had to be at the villa. Now where the hell was he? That was the question of the day, wasn't it? Ezio took careful, hesitant and practiced steps forward along the wet concrete. Eyeballing the odd symbols around his feet. Honestly, after he had spoken to Minerva, he really wasn't surprised by those. Maybe that was for the better. He was surprised by the city that surrounded him, and the dome above that. Was that...water? That didn't make sense. You know what? Ezio was just going to stop being surprised when dumb things happened to him.
He stopped, sighing as a hand moved to his belt. What he would have given for dry clothes, a woman, a bed, and some wine. At this point he felt he needed it. Still, he trudged forward, hoping someone could tell him where he was, or maybe even how he got there.--
Then he noticed the glowing red orb next to his head. He poked it a few times, watching it hobble away, then float right back into place. A brow lifted, "Strano... " He continued poking it, stepping back in surprise a few times when it bounced right back.
This had to be a dream. A ridiculous dream and when he woke up he'd be back in the villa.
"A break would have been nice." honestly.
Location: The Plaza, Middle District.
Time: Night time. :D
Style: Third preferably.
Status: OPEN like your mother's legs.
Ezio had woken up in strange places before, but none were as strange as this. He had woken up hot and wet before, but that was an entirely different story than now, And an entirely more enjoyable one. Right now he lay face first on the slick, warm concrete, heavy and worn like he had just battled a damn giant octopus. This was certainly not the Villa Auditore, nor was it anywhere near Italy apparently. He didn't know that yet, but oh he would the moment he looked up at the strange city.
With a groan and a few choice curses, Ezio pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, then noticing the strange symbol on his chest when he looked down. Now what the hell was that? He would have to question that later, right now he had to figure out where he was, and why he was soaking wet. He didn't see anyone immediately as he stood, balancing himself and blinking until his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. While he took a hesitant glance around at his surroundings, he felt around for all his belongings. Everything was there. Everything but the apple. "Il figlio di una puttana!" he hissed between his teeth. His outburst was the only sign of annoyance, luckily, and he seemed to calm rather quickly.
It had to be somewhere. Maybe he had left it at the villa, he certainly hadn't dropped it after all that. Yes, it had to be at the villa. Now where the hell was he? That was the question of the day, wasn't it? Ezio took careful, hesitant and practiced steps forward along the wet concrete. Eyeballing the odd symbols around his feet. Honestly, after he had spoken to Minerva, he really wasn't surprised by those. Maybe that was for the better. He was surprised by the city that surrounded him, and the dome above that. Was that...water? That didn't make sense. You know what? Ezio was just going to stop being surprised when dumb things happened to him.
He stopped, sighing as a hand moved to his belt. What he would have given for dry clothes, a woman, a bed, and some wine. At this point he felt he needed it. Still, he trudged forward, hoping someone could tell him where he was, or maybe even how he got there.--
Then he noticed the glowing red orb next to his head. He poked it a few times, watching it hobble away, then float right back into place. A brow lifted, "Strano... " He continued poking it, stepping back in surprise a few times when it bounced right back.
This had to be a dream. A ridiculous dream and when he woke up he'd be back in the villa.
"A break would have been nice." honestly.