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Ezɪo Aᴜᴅɪᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴀ Fɪʀᴇɴᴢᴇ (
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[ASGARD] CONTACT.
"Parlare. Mi metterò di nouvo voi."
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Day 421 Evening, Phone
secondborn
2014-03-29 12:56 am (UTC)
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[His voice is mostly calm, but there is panic fraying the edges.]
Ezio.
Balance,
please
answer.
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sicarius
2014-03-29 01:21 am (UTC)
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[He hears the panic underneath the calm, and immediately his attention is grabbed.]
I am here, Alastair. Speak.
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secondborn
2014-03-29 01:28 am (UTC)
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[Alastair breathes a short sigh of relief that Ezio's answered, and continues, still keeping his voice as calm as possible.]
I'm with Desmond. He's badly hurt. I can't take care of it on my own, we need your help.
Please.
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sicarius
2014-03-29 01:39 am (UTC)
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[Ezio sucks in a breath at that, and his reply is sharp. Not out of anger, but already heading out the door.]
Where?
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secondborn
2014-03-29 01:43 am (UTC)
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On the roofs in Sigyn.
[He gives a more exact location after a moment.]
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sicarius
2014-03-29 02:07 am (UTC)
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Arrivo presto.
I will be there as fast as I can.
[And that sound is the sound of him making his way across the rooftops, towards their direction. Hang tight, Desmond and Alastair.]
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secondborn
2014-03-29 02:20 am (UTC)
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Thank you.
[He hangs up.]
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Day 421 Evening, Phone
Ezio.
Balance, please answer.
no subject
I am here, Alastair. Speak.
no subject
I'm with Desmond. He's badly hurt. I can't take care of it on my own, we need your help.
Please.
no subject
Where?
no subject
[He gives a more exact location after a moment.]
no subject
[And that sound is the sound of him making his way across the rooftops, towards their direction. Hang tight, Desmond and Alastair.]
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[He hangs up.]