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[manscruff]

[ Accent is a go. ]

Salve, it's Ezio. Leave a message.

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[knows_it_all]

Ezio. [ The pronunciation is a little better this time. ] This is Kunsel.

I wanted to thank you again for your help that day.

[ He shouldn't need to elaborate upon the day in question, either. ]

I don't suppose you've heard anything more about what happened? I know a lot has been going on, but I thought...maybe with all the commotion someone might have let something slip, you know?

Well...call back when you get this. Or leave a message if I'm not around, and I'll get back to you.

...Because this is important. [ Well, it is to him. ] Thanks.

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[manscruff]

I have.

[ wow, ezio, way to not reveal anything on the Forge, you mistrustful bastard. ]

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[knows_it_all]

Really?

[ Apprehension mixed with excitement. ]

[ While he's glad there is a lead, or something else to go on, some kind of extra information, this whole case is a sad entanglement and it still rubs him wrong. ]

If you've got time, I'd like to hear about it. In person if it makes you feel any easier.

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[manscruff]

[ dryly, ] Sì, otherwise I would have said no.

My Patrol shift ends at two. There is a fountain in the second residential quartiere. I will find you.

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[knows_it_all]

[ He's on the move, you can hear his footsteps. Although they are not loud by any means, it's hard to mask the sound of rubber treading pavement. ]

[ Also worthy of note? He isn't running, but his stride is brisk. ]

[ He's up to something...but what? ]

Ezio. [ Deliberately not mentioning his own name this time, but you know the sound already, right? ]

Do you remember the other doctor that arrived at the brothel that day? The man, not Lilly. The one in the mask.

[ Ahh...that's what he's up to, then. ]

[ And he keeps his voice quiet. Close to the Forge. ]

Can you tell me anything about him?

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[manscruff]

[ come on dude, everyone saw that post of malfatto's-- it's the only reason he's keeping his own Forge still with him, broadcasting thoughts or not. ]

He goes by the name of Malfatto, works-- or did-- under signorina Elena at the Arena. Speaks italiano with a Roma dialect.

[ yes, he knows what that forge threw up. ]

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[knows_it_all]

[ Clipped-- ]

I mean do you know anything else? Where he might be found aside from the Arena and skulking about dark side streets, for example?

Or how about...what he looks like beneath that mask?

You know. Useful things.

[ Although the accent thing is useful, but he already knew about it. And the mention of Elena could be helpful, too. ]

[ He'd better not lay a finger on Elena. ]

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[manscruff]

[ and in contrast to Kunsel's clipped tone, Ezio sounds almost casual. ]

He lives in Anatole proper-- [ this is an address, wow, jfc, ezio, you're a creep, knowing this stuff. ]. He wears throwing knives.

[ no, he will say nothing of the dead templar unless asked specifically. ]