[ Desmond's arrival at the Bureau is without preamble, though he lingers a little to make eyes at one of the novices on her way out, looking appreciatively after her.
...anyway, where was he. Yes. He pokes his head in on Ezio, rapping his knuckles against the door frame. His color is good, the lack of dark circles beneath his eyes a decided improvement. Desmond's navy blue hoodie seems like an afterthought, pulled over a collared shirt, untucked tails peeking beneath the jersey grey contrast hem. ]
Hey Nonno, you busy?
[ He doesn't even mean to say it, it rolls off the tongue, something instinctive and familiar and less abrupt than just "Ezio". Because, strangely enough, the Assassin before him is no longer just Ezio, he's become more than that. Counsel. Mentor. Family, the likes of which he'd never in a million years ever have expected to find here. It doesn't make the pain of death and that final, complete departure from his world any less, but it has dulled its edges, tempered it into something he can live with, something he can use to push himself forward into the second chance that Asgard has offered him.
...of course, Ezio might also dislike the connotation that being called 'Granddad' comes with, for all intents and purposes the association of his being an old man. So. Yeah. Good job, Des. ]
action;
...anyway, where was he. Yes. He pokes his head in on Ezio, rapping his knuckles against the door frame. His color is good, the lack of dark circles beneath his eyes a decided improvement. Desmond's navy blue hoodie seems like an afterthought, pulled over a collared shirt, untucked tails peeking beneath the jersey grey contrast hem. ]
Hey Nonno, you busy?
[ He doesn't even mean to say it, it rolls off the tongue, something instinctive and familiar and less abrupt than just "Ezio". Because, strangely enough, the Assassin before him is no longer just Ezio, he's become more than that. Counsel. Mentor. Family, the likes of which he'd never in a million years ever have expected to find here. It doesn't make the pain of death and that final, complete departure from his world any less, but it has dulled its edges, tempered it into something he can live with, something he can use to push himself forward into the second chance that Asgard has offered him.
...of course, Ezio might also dislike the connotation that being called 'Granddad' comes with, for all intents and purposes the association of his being an old man. So. Yeah. Good job, Des. ]