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001 Action Multiple Choice

A: Video

[The feed statics for a few seconds. Vaguely a string of Italian is heard.]

Cazzo! Stupidaggine....dannazione!

[Finally, the feed clear up. Ezio peers through the screen , grimacing. He is looking rather stiff and uncomfortable in a cotton hoodie and jeans. Oh, how he hates modern clothes. The moment only lasts for a few seconds. Noticing that the feed is working , Ezio slips into an easy smile.]

Salve, Balamb Garden. It has truly been a while. I am very glad to be back. I see you have not got rid of these sciocco things. For those recently stranded , I am Ezio Auditore da Firenze ,SeeD #23569 Weapon Specialist Operative, Bladed Weapon Platoon, Level 3. If you need any assistance do not be afraid to contact me.

[With a lopsided smile and a wave of his hand, the feed blinks out.]

B: Balamb Town

[The town is in a sleepy have around noon. As the sun shine down lazily, a lone figure is standing perched on top of a clothes shop. Ezio is ecstatic to be back in Balamb. He always loved the little town. It was so different from the bustling city of hiss childhood. But , he couldn't help but feel great nostalgia for Balamb along with Florence. He shifts into a crouch in his assassin robes. Nostalgia calls for nostalgic clothes. If you gaze up at him he'll just grin from under his pointed hood. ]

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[Damian had been wandering around for something remotely interesting, and well, this weird robed guy standing on top of a building certainly counted.]

What the hell are you doing up there? And what's with the robes? You look ridiculous.

[ Ezio is unperturbed by him. Back in Italy people would shout similar things at him when he climbed.]

Just a bit of pratica, garzone.

[Sorry, Damian's not spouting "What a strange man..."]

Don't patronize me, stronzo. There's no good reason for you to be up there. [Except he spends most of his nights on rooftops so he really isn't the right person to be saying this. OH WELL.]

Me? Patronizing? I think you have me confused with someone else , garzone. [He emphasizes the word particularly.]

There's no bad reason either.

[Okay, that's it... Have a mini ninja climb the building to get closer to you.]

Just who the hell are you, anyway, vecchio? [Is surprisingly able to pull off a menacing look despite being ten and tiny.]

[ Ezio is smiling now. The kid could climb like a monkey. He had potential.]

Twenty-Seven isn't old and if you aren't careful with your footing you may not make it to it.

Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [ Despite being a little brat Ezio likes this kid.] And you?

Tt, I was climbing buildings twice this size when I was a toddler. [And now he's up at your level.]

Damian Wayne of Gotham.

Just twice this size? [ It apparent, his poking is now more teasing than anything.]

Piacere di conoscerti, Damian. You have been to Italia?

Stop mocking me, weirdo.

I've been to most countries in the world.

That is quite impressive.

Do you have a hearing problem? Maybe if you took off that stupid hood, you'd hear me.

Need some help there?

- Cissnei

I have it under control, Signorina. I appreciate the offer. I am just a bit unpracticed with these things.

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Practice makes perfect, so they say. They're not that difficult to use if you know the shortcuts.

- Cissnei

Oh? Would you mind showing me sometime then? I would love to know there shortcuts.

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

[Don't make her laugh, Ezio.]

I wouldn't mind showing you, but you'll have to make it worth my time.

- Cissnei

[ He is possibly not thinking of what she is]

What did you have in mind?

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

[Probably, and most likely, no.]

A favor for a favor. We'll see what kind.

- Cissnei

[Yeah...sooo taking it the bad way..]

Grazie, Signorina. You are too kind. Name the time and place and we can begin.

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

[Oh, she knows. Or, at the very least, she figures.]

I'd be willing to start after my training today. By then, it would depend on where you are.

- Cissnei

I will be in the caffetteria for a little while. Then I will be heading for the quad. Would the quad be good?

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

Sounds perfect. See you then.

- Cissnei

((action here or handwave or wat?))

Bene.

~Ezio Auditore da Firenze

((Lets just go into action.))

~

[Sitting in the Quad looking quite at ease is Ezio. He is glancing around, looking for the lady who is called Cissnei on that horrid computer thing.]

[After her training session, she'd gone to leave some of her things in her room and change out into more proper attire. She arrives to the quad in a black sweatshirt and jeans, her messenger with a few books and Rekka in tow.

She spies Ezio from a distance and starts to approach him. She stands in front of him, head cocked a little to the side. It's him, definitely.]

You must be Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [Not a question. She isn't quite ready to go on a first name basis with him.] I'm Cissnei.

I must be , Signorina.

[ Ever the gentleman , Ezio bows deeply.] It is a pleasure to meet you.

[She furrows her eyebrows ever so slightly. Outwardly, she looks mostly unfazed. Her thoughts? Who is this guy?]

Pleasure's mine.

[She sits next to him, setting her bag neatly aside then holding out her hand.] Your phone, please?

Here.
[ He put the extremely scratched phone into he hand. A few of the buttons are missing and it is apparent it had hit the ground a few times.

[She stares in disbelief at the phone. Wow. It's a wreck. She almost wants to get him a new one.]

You should take better care of your things, you know?

[Still, she flips it and hers open at the same time, setting one next to the other. Gods, she can't even deal with the its bad shape. She opens her settings and copies a few of hers onto his phone.]

I'm impressed you can still make this work.

[ You mean it isn't supposed to look like that? It just isn't practical for climbing buildings. It falls out of pockets too easily.]

It ..erm..still lights up. That means it's still fine , right?

[She cocks an eyebrow. She's taken her phone on very sensitive missions and it's been fine... then again, Cissnei is a little obsessive about keeping things in order.]

Well, that's one way to look at it, yeah. It's going to stop working eventually, you know. You really should take better care of it.

[Cissnei snaps her phone shut. She sits properly and scoots in closer next to him, holding his phone out between them.]

I set up the shortcuts the same way I have them. Watch and learn.

[And she shows him the assigned keys for video, audio, and text for the basic functions. She also shows him the shortcut she enabled for private message with a quick filter for his contacts.]

[Rider couldn't help but stare at the figure perch on top of the clothes store. What a strange man....]

[ Ezio spots the little girl quite quickly and waves down at her.]

[Her ears perked, both in surprise and a bit of confusion. However, she nervously raise a hand and waved back.]

[ He smiles. How cuuuuute!]

Ciao!

[Oh! Italian! She does understand a few strings of words.]

C-ciao, signore.

Oh! [ He jumps down lightly to stand beside her.]

You speak italiano? I have not met many people here who do.

Just... a bit, I-I don't know a lot of words.

[ With things going weird again, Claire's in town on her own special business, today- uniformed and pink hair clipped back, bag slung over her shoulder in a way that somehow manages to look pointed, typically that would mean she's currently 100% dedicated to ignoring whatever else is going on, too.

Of course, that's a little hard when there's a guy crouching on the ro-- ah, but apparently it's just that guy, actually. For all that most people would find roof-climbing and free-running to be something entirely out of the realm of their capabilities, this particular woman - the super-powered one of the military movement instructors, of course - isn't all that impressed.

She just shakes her head slightly, and turns to keep walking. ]

[ Ezio is diffidently used to stares. He gets it alot. But , only ones of awe and the like. Claire's head shake and unimpressed look catches him off guard. Ezio jumps down neatly to the ground and falls into pace with her.]

Signora, that bag looks heavy. May I carry it for you? [ He puts on his most charming smile , not that that is always guaranteed to work.]

I've got it.

[ Immediate response, and though the mildly sarcastic thanks anyway goes unsaid, it hangs in the air anyway like a thick fog around her as she keeps walking. This is a woman who, as she'd likely outright say with the lightest provocation, isn't out to make friends here.

Especially with men who idly imply she can't carry her own things. ]

Well if you insist , Signora.

[ Stubborn...it isn't bothering Ezio. He grew up with his sister..he is used to headstrong women.]

[ Claire frowns at the repeated use of that odd title- in all seriousness, even the concept of different languages still kind of irritates her a little, and it's difficult enough deciphering what he's saying without random words she doesn't know thrown into the mix. For all she's aware, it could be quite not-very-polite. ]

Instructor. Instructor Farron.

[ Finally she glances aside at him sharply. Being infamously acrobatic is something she generally just takes in stride, but as a man who sits on roofs... has he at least heard of her? ]

Instructor. [ There is a pause as he considers this.] Ah. I apologize , but it has been a great while since I've been back to Garden. I only just arrived. [ Not that he paid any attention when he was there.]

Ezio Auditore da Firenze, Instructor. It is a pleasure to meet you.

Yeah, I think I've heard of you. [ And yet, she doesn't elaborate that aside from a soft frown. ] I teach Military Movement, Advanced Firearms and Projectiles.

[ She had heard of him? That couldn't be good. His reputation could be very good or very bad depending on the view.]

You have heard of me? I was not aware there was anything to hear. [ There is that lopsided grin again. He totally knows about his reputation.]

Ah, I believe I recall seeing your name somewhere. Probably on the instructor list. I thought about teaching , but decided against it.

There aren't that many off-worlders around, so I don't know if that should really be surprising or not.

[ Kind of flippant? Maybe. ] Not everyone's cut out for it.

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