[ Excuse the Assassin for being a little jumpy for receiving a reply from a man that seemed to appear from no where. ] Indeed. What strange dress you wear, messer.
Oh this? [Just looking down at himself, tugging on that tweed jacket] Cool though. [Bright grin] Sorry, I've got a little lost, didn't mean to startle you. I'm the Doctor by the way.
The Doctor? [ He looks a little bewildered still, examining the fabric all the more. Certainly this is a story he will have to tell Leonardo of at a later date. ] Is there no formal name to whom I should be addressing?
The doctor seemed to materialize out of thin air, arms crossed over his chest and gaze somehow critical as he stared down at the Master Assassin despite the bird-like mask covering his face. Or perhaps even more so because of it. Angelo himself had been out getting more supplies while he had the time between patients, shown by the bag he carried with one hand. He shook his head, sighing, a sound that came out as muffled as usual with the mask.
"Do you truly have nothing better to be doing at the moment than lazing about?"
"Buon medico mio!" Ezio stiffened to sit up, suddenly finding himself lectured regardless of his high standing position, "We all need time to relax, do we not? All work an no play, it wears one out after awhile."
Ezio leaned back again and gestured up to the sky, "Besides, it is not often that we get to enjoy days as fair as this. I can see you are still as busy as ever, however. Do days not slow for you?"
Angelo was one of those men who would lecture and rail on just about anyone when he felt the need to, no matter who they may be. Of course he knew when it was wise to keep his mouth shut, but Ezio was hardly one he felt the need to keep his mouth closed around, despite being the man he technically served under as an assassin in Roma.
His head moved to glance up at the sky through dark tinted glass when Ezio motioned to it, before he shook his head again, gaze returning to the older man. "You forget I lead a life of duality, maestro. I work for the people in more ways than simply killing the dangers to them." It was why he was called a doctor assassin, after all. Despite his naturally grumpy nature, he took tending to patients as seriously as he did to reducing the number of Templars in Roma in his own ways. "Not all of us are layabouts."
As the one governing majority of the Assassin affairs, Ezio could not help but let out a slight chuckle. Being lectured by one of is own. It was to be expected but how was he to help it? If he did not relax then he could not possibly keep his head in battle when it called for it.
"You do what you must buon medico mio, much like I do the same. The stresses in our lives different greatly but do not neglect to take care of yourself all the same. You maybe be a doctor, and there may be other tasks that deserve your strength as well as your insight but remember that you are the only one you can completely control. If you are not looking after your own health, you might as well be dead."
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The doctor seemed to materialize out of thin air, arms crossed over his chest and gaze somehow critical as he stared down at the Master Assassin despite the bird-like mask covering his face. Or perhaps even more so because of it. Angelo himself had been out getting more supplies while he had the time between patients, shown by the bag he carried with one hand. He shook his head, sighing, a sound that came out as muffled as usual with the mask.
"Do you truly have nothing better to be doing at the moment than lazing about?"
[ Per dolce far niente?: For doing nothing? ]
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Ezio leaned back again and gestured up to the sky, "Besides, it is not often that we get to enjoy days as fair as this. I can see you are still as busy as ever, however. Do days not slow for you?"
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His head moved to glance up at the sky through dark tinted glass when Ezio motioned to it, before he shook his head again, gaze returning to the older man. "You forget I lead a life of duality, maestro. I work for the people in more ways than simply killing the dangers to them." It was why he was called a doctor assassin, after all. Despite his naturally grumpy nature, he took tending to patients as seriously as he did to reducing the number of Templars in Roma in his own ways. "Not all of us are layabouts."
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"You do what you must buon medico mio, much like I do the same. The stresses in our lives different greatly but do not neglect to take care of yourself all the same. You maybe be a doctor, and there may be other tasks that deserve your strength as well as your insight but remember that you are the only one you can completely control. If you are not looking after your own health, you might as well be dead."
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