[There is silence, mostly, for her words, but he does watch her as she stares him down. She's passionate when something hits home, something they all are, really. It's not that hard to think that in some way, perhaps in another timeline, in another realm, they are family.
Some bonds and understandings are far stronger than the place that intends to break them.
So when she mentions him telling her he's an assassin, it doesn't surprise him. Not entirely. A part of him wishes Clay had told him, and just how many others know exactly of their secret. Not that it was much of a secret anymore, thanks to Daniel. Still, this makes it easier to explain. Somewhat.
Ezio gives her a slight smile for all that she says, and he nods.]
Sì, an assassin. As am I.
[Kyouko's proven to be trustworthy enough- that's enough for Ezio.]
It is a long and complicated history, but we are more than likely not the kind of assassin you are familiar with. We protect the freedom of the people, and kill those who would destroy it for "peace." They are called Templars. [A beat.] It has been an endless war that has been fought for countless centuries, with no true victor over another.
Still, in my time, and previously, we carry a weapon that distinguishes us from them. The hidden blade. [He openly shows her the back of his wrist, and flicks it out, allowing the blade to slide forward and be seen openly.] The original blade required that a finger be cut off in order for the it to slide out for our duties. A man called Altaïr created a new design that no longer required this sacrifice, but it was still prominent among Assassins in his era.
[He has a point, and he's getting to it.] Clay recently asked for a hidden blade, from the Engineer. And he received one.
However, he did not use it until now, and that was against Daniel. Daniel is a Templar, and so you can imagine how well any of us get along with him.
[So basically, he killed Daniel, but cut off his finger in the process. Welcome to the fucked up world that is modern day Assassinhood.]
[ Kyouko wouldn't have to try so hard not to care, if she didn't always put everything of herself into caring. To save her family, she gave up her soul. For Sayaka, she'd make sure that she didn't die alone. And to protect Clay, Kyouko would give up her life. It's either all or nothing.
And that's why she understands the Assassins, despite only knowing so much about them. Not because she gets why they fight. Fighting for peace, for freedom-- they might as well be fighting for the words themselves. How could she conceive of fighting for an intangible idea, when all she's known are monsters? ]
You know, I don't get you guys. Adults. Seems like you always gotta find some reason to fight over something.
[ Kyouko may not understand their cause, but she does understand how they must feel. Cutting off fingers, trading your soul, risking your life for something because nothing else is more important? That, she gets.
A sigh escapes her, and she takes a seat beside Ezio, shoulders bending in a tired slouch.The heel of her boot starts to hit the metal container with a soft, continuous bang. An absentminded twitch. ]
If an idiot stabbed me, I'd want stab him back extra hard. [ Her expression might not change, but there is something in her voice that shifts. ] Clay promised that only I could kill him.
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Some bonds and understandings are far stronger than the place that intends to break them.
So when she mentions him telling her he's an assassin, it doesn't surprise him. Not entirely. A part of him wishes Clay had told him, and just how many others know exactly of their secret. Not that it was much of a secret anymore, thanks to Daniel. Still, this makes it easier to explain. Somewhat.
Ezio gives her a slight smile for all that she says, and he nods.]
Sì, an assassin. As am I.
[Kyouko's proven to be trustworthy enough- that's enough for Ezio.]
It is a long and complicated history, but we are more than likely not the kind of assassin you are familiar with. We protect the freedom of the people, and kill those who would destroy it for "peace." They are called Templars. [A beat.] It has been an endless war that has been fought for countless centuries, with no true victor over another.
Still, in my time, and previously, we carry a weapon that distinguishes us from them. The hidden blade. [He openly shows her the back of his wrist, and flicks it out, allowing the blade to slide forward and be seen openly.] The original blade required that a finger be cut off in order for the it to slide out for our duties. A man called Altaïr created a new design that no longer required this sacrifice, but it was still prominent among Assassins in his era.
[He has a point, and he's getting to it.] Clay recently asked for a hidden blade, from the Engineer. And he received one.
However, he did not use it until now, and that was against Daniel. Daniel is a Templar, and so you can imagine how well any of us get along with him.
[So basically, he killed Daniel, but cut off his finger in the process. Welcome to the fucked up world that is modern day Assassinhood.]
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And that's why she understands the Assassins, despite only knowing so much about them. Not because she gets why they fight. Fighting for peace, for freedom-- they might as well be fighting for the words themselves. How could she conceive of fighting for an intangible idea, when all she's known are monsters? ]
You know, I don't get you guys. Adults. Seems like you always gotta find some reason to fight over something.
[ Kyouko may not understand their cause, but she does understand how they must feel. Cutting off fingers, trading your soul, risking your life for something because nothing else is more important? That, she gets.
A sigh escapes her, and she takes a seat beside Ezio, shoulders bending in a tired slouch.The heel of her boot starts to hit the metal container with a soft, continuous bang. An absentminded twitch. ]
If an idiot stabbed me, I'd want stab him back extra hard. [ Her expression might not change, but there is something in her voice that shifts. ] Clay promised that only I could kill him.
[ The next bang echoes louder. ]
And I don't like liars.