Memory 06 | [video/action]

[maestro_ezio]

[Remember a certain Italian assassin? He's been affected too, except not quite as drastic as the rest... but drastic enough for him

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[thinkin_arbys]

[She'd only gone for a walk, but a white-clad person clambering around on walls and fixtures certainly draws attention. From the swath of red breaking the line of the figure's waist, she assumes it's Ezio.

Her strategic mind takes over, and she plots the course of his climbing in her head. With one eye on him, she slowly makes her way to what she estimates to be the end point of his antics.]

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[maestro_ezio]

[He's not exactly paying attention to anything around him. Ezio is only concerned with getting through this in record time, jumping and speeding across railing before throwing himself to another rail and catching it. He swings forward and barely touches down on each level. Finally, he lands, rolling into a low crouch. He stands up with a smirk playing on his face.]

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[thinkin_arbys]

[He's greeted with a slow clap from several feet away, where Guistina is sitting on a ledge and watching him with amusement.]

I haven't seen you do that so energetically since the first time we met.

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[maestro_ezio]

[He turns to the direction of her voice and cocks an eyebrow. Ezio approaches her and leans on the ledge.] I assume that is an insult of some kind.

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[thinkin_arbys]

[She takes a seat again, relaxing just a bit. Her hat has been left at home today, and she seems far more carefree than when she saw him the day before.]

I'm actually impressed; it's exciting to watch. Reckless, though. I assume you're trying to give me gray hair.

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[maestro_ezio]

[He grins at her. Ezio notices that.]

Am I not succeeding?

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[thinkin_arbys]

[She can hardly see the grin, and she wrinkles her nose a bit.]

You act like I'm going to tell you. What's gotten into you today?

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[maestro_ezio]

[The correct question might be what hasn't gotten into him today?]

You act like I'm going to tell you.

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[thinkin_arbys]

[That sounds so wrong.

She leans forward a bit to try to look under his hood.]

You're being obnoxious! I just got back and you're already giving me a hard time!

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[maestro_ezio]

[Must be his young man nature. Ezio leans back a little as she tries to see under his hood. Do you really think he's going to make it that easy to see under his hood and the pool of shadows?]

How unfortunate for you.

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[thinkin_arbys]

[She clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth before settling back on the ledge.]

Ah... How irritating! I can't believe I said anything nice about you.

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[maestro_ezio]

[He rolls his eyes.]

I could say the same about you.

[In one fluid motion, he takes two steps up and stands on the ledge, hands on his hips. He feels invincible again, like he did once before.]

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[thinkin_arbys]

What terrible things have I said to you lately?

[She can't see that eyeroll, but she can see the spring in his step when he jumps up.]

Are you going to go do that all again?

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[maestro_ezio]

[Ezio ignores the question. He crouches down on the ledge, already aware of his center of balance from years of experience. He smirks.]

And if I do?

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[thinkin_arbys]

And if you do I'll be--

[She's reached up and tugged his hood back, so there's a speechless moment. At first she thinks he just shaved, but she looks at his eyes, his brow, his neck, and she realizes it.

He's younger. Much younger. He hardly even looks her age. She can't stop staring.

This bothers her, of course.]

You... You're...

[...Generally making her face turn a pleasant pink color.]

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[maestro_ezio]

[He cocks an eyebrow and grins wildly. Hello there, Guistina. Meet Ezio, aged 25.]

I am what, little girl? Not old?