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[alltenfingers]

[Ezio has been concerned, of late, over Desmond's words last they spoke in depth. He worries for the people he is beginning to care about here, and yet there is something in him that still wants to get close to people. He cannot live alone, no matter how he tries to, because people touch his life in ways he cannot avoid, in ways he could not

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[lilgreasemonkey]

private video;

... well ya ain't rimosso-in' me. Ya need me to bring along anythin'?

An' I can answer questions if ya got 'em. [ Because she hasn't babbled at him enough you know. ]

[alltenfingers]

No, there is nothing you need to bring.

[He chuckles lightly.] What else can you tell me about your world, cara mia?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Shiny. I'll still bring my tool bag 'round though. [ JUST IN CASE. Always be prepared. Etc etc. ]

'sides startin' at the fact that it's more'n one world? We call it all "the 'Verse" since there's so many planets an' moons. They're all different too. Not all of 'em got oceans or forests or even lakes.

[alltenfingers]

Va bene. [He gives her that look he always gives when he has no clue what she means.]

You are talking about space travel, si? You will have to explain this to me.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Yep!

's like travelin' from one city to another. Ya get in a vehicle that can handle it an' ya go. Didn't ya have stuff that was better for just goin' 'round in a city an' then bigger things ya could do the longer travel in? An' maybe sleep in 'em if the trip was that long? [ She hopes there's something she can do a sort of comparison to for him. ]

[alltenfingers]

Ah... if our cities were bigger, we rode horses around them. Between places, we took carriages. [Does that help even a little? Probably not.]

[lilgreasemonkey]

Hmmm. Well space travel is like goin' place to place in real special carriages. [ Sort of? ] Only they're all closed up since we can't breathe out in space. 's not the right kind of air.

[alltenfingers]

I see. That makes more sense now you explain it that way. Grazie, Kaylee.

[lilgreasemonkey]

's nothin' Ezio. Ya got more questions? [ Now that she's all happy that one worked out. Bring them on. ]

[alltenfingers]

Si, are there any... threats to worry about coming to Aliunde?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Any threats? [ She wants to say no, she does, but her face loses all the cheerfulness as she answers quietly- ] Reavers.

[alltenfingers]

Reavers? [Explain away, Kaylee, he is all ears now.]

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ She's fidgeting now so much she props up the device so Ezio doesn't keep getting shaky bad video. ]

... folks say they was men once. Normal men. They went to the edge of the 'Verse. Looks beyond. Saw a vasty nothingness an' just ... went bibbledy. They ain't right. They mess up their bodies, their skin. They don't look like men no more.

An' their ships ... they fly without containment. That'd kill folks. It ... it means they fly with all the engine unprotected. All the bad stuff that should be filtered ain't. Their ships ... they're just as messed up as them. Torn apart.

They go 'round ... [ she takes a deep breath. ] they torture folks, r-rape 'em, Kill 'em. Take their skins an' sew 'em into stuff. An' if you're lucky ... they do it in that order.