Ezio pauses, thinking about her question. If you had no obligations, what would you do?
It's difficult for him to say, at first. Since being an assassin, he hasn't had the time to truly consider things other then, at first- vengeance- and later on just for the good of the people. Caring about what he wants and what he needs has always come secondary to that ideal, no matter the situation. So to be asked what he would do, if he was never made an assassin in the first place, if his famiglia had never died... it brings a certain light to his mind that he hasn't really considered much before.]
It isn't something I have thought about much, ma...
[...He would be a father. A proud one, of both his sons and daughters, if he ever has any. With a wife to love and hold dear, to call his own. It's a very far off goal he has always wanted, despite being such a womanizer since a young age, but it's still there, buried deep under the layers he's built over the years.]
I would live. Not as I do now, no- but embrace every moment that I had as something new, something different. There are so many colors, people, things to see, bella, that we all take them for granted each day. I have spent half my life traveling, but never taking in the sights around me. I have spent it talking to others, but never truly listening. Because of that, I have missed so much, been blinded by distractions, and cannot find them again, no matter how far I go, or how many rooftops I may travel. There are some things you simply cannot get back once they are gone.
[Alice, take note of what he's trying to say here. This is what being on the path of vengeance has taught him.
"There's always more to life than just existence. Do not waste what you have been given, because everything you do changes the world."]
[It's not an insult, it's merely a call back to her childhood. The echoes of the past are strong. How Alice could day dream over simple little things, like lying in the fields near her house as Lizzie tried to read to her. Or the colors of the leaves in the fall.
The smell after rain.
The truth is, Alice has punished herself so deep in her mind, for eleven years. Never mind Rutledge and Dr. Bumby, she has always felt like she didn't deserve it. It was better off being dead. Oh, Alice, haven't you've come so far from being from Rutledge? From catatonic, to raving mad, and finally to a young woman who can't even understand what it means to live simply.
It's the trauma and powerful memories that hold her down. The embers and their cries as Alice couldn't do anything but climb out the window with Dinah. It's funny how a man she just met isn't forcing her to think something -- just giving advice. Alice can deal with this.
Kind of.
Bumby is dead. She killed him for the murder of her family. So now what?]
...
Like the rooftops...? I understand more than just why they're easy to travel, they must be comforting. You're not under the confinement of all of those people and all of that insidious games that this place creates.
I have forgotten what that is like. It is foreign to me.
[Alice will say that much and don't expect a confession from her for a while. Everything is gone.]
Is this place like that to you? Something different and new for you to embrace?
[He listens, intrigued, to what she has to say. Not many tend to ask him this question, and while he wants to know why she's asking, if she doesn't say, he won't push. That's just how he is.]
Ah, somewhat. Asgard is... un po' interessante, and one part terrifying, if it is something I do not know. But like everyone else, I am learning. So yes, this is as much of a new experience that I can expect to get.
[There is a pause here, before:] It is not something I would complain about.
Nor do I, bella, especially those who do not show themselves so openly. But I would not be honest if I did not say there are things here that seem much more calm compared to home.
[He sighs.]
I have been here for about a month, and while there are good things, that does not mean I trust them or think the city is better than Italia. I was merely referring to having more of a chance to take in my surroundings.
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[Nickname FORTHCOMING.]
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[Hello, Alice, what can Magpie do for you today?]
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[She would say "freedom", she doesn't want Ezio to think of her any stranger.]
And if someone suggested for you to do something for yourself. Out of routine. What may that be?
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Ezio pauses, thinking about her question. If you had no obligations, what would you do?
It's difficult for him to say, at first. Since being an assassin, he hasn't had the time to truly consider things other then, at first- vengeance- and later on just for the good of the people. Caring about what he wants and what he needs has always come secondary to that ideal, no matter the situation. So to be asked what he would do, if he was never made an assassin in the first place, if his famiglia had never died... it brings a certain light to his mind that he hasn't really considered much before.]
It isn't something I have thought about much, ma...
[...He would be a father. A proud one, of both his sons and daughters, if he ever has any. With a wife to love and hold dear, to call his own. It's a very far off goal he has always wanted, despite being such a womanizer since a young age, but it's still there, buried deep under the layers he's built over the years.]
I would live. Not as I do now, no- but embrace every moment that I had as something new, something different. There are so many colors, people, things to see, bella, that we all take them for granted each day. I have spent half my life traveling, but never taking in the sights around me. I have spent it talking to others, but never truly listening. Because of that, I have missed so much, been blinded by distractions, and cannot find them again, no matter how far I go, or how many rooftops I may travel. There are some things you simply cannot get back once they are gone.
[Alice, take note of what he's trying to say here. This is what being on the path of vengeance has taught him.
"There's always more to life than just existence. Do not waste what you have been given, because everything you do changes the world."]
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[It's not an insult, it's merely a call back to her childhood. The echoes of the past are strong. How Alice could day dream over simple little things, like lying in the fields near her house as Lizzie tried to read to her. Or the colors of the leaves in the fall.
The smell after rain.
The truth is, Alice has punished herself so deep in her mind, for eleven years. Never mind Rutledge and Dr. Bumby, she has always felt like she didn't deserve it. It was better off being dead. Oh, Alice, haven't you've come so far from being from Rutledge? From catatonic, to raving mad, and finally to a young woman who can't even understand what it means to live simply.
It's the trauma and powerful memories that hold her down. The embers and their cries as Alice couldn't do anything but climb out the window with Dinah. It's funny how a man she just met isn't forcing her to think something -- just giving advice. Alice can deal with this.
Kind of.
Bumby is dead. She killed him for the murder of her family. So now what?]
...
Like the rooftops...? I understand more than just why they're easy to travel, they must be comforting. You're not under the confinement of all of those people and all of that insidious games that this place creates.
I have forgotten what that is like. It is foreign to me.
[Alice will say that much and don't expect a confession from her for a while. Everything is gone.]
Is this place like that to you? Something different and new for you to embrace?
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[He listens, intrigued, to what she has to say. Not many tend to ask him this question, and while he wants to know why she's asking, if she doesn't say, he won't push. That's just how he is.]
Ah, somewhat. Asgard is... un po' interessante, and one part terrifying, if it is something I do not know. But like everyone else, I am learning. So yes, this is as much of a new experience that I can expect to get.
[There is a pause here, before:] It is not something I would complain about.
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Magpie, you couldn't possible have been here for that long, have you? Or is your home that terrible where this place isn't as frightful?
I don't trust these rulers.
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[He sighs.]
I have been here for about a month, and while there are good things, that does not mean I trust them or think the city is better than Italia. I was merely referring to having more of a chance to take in my surroundings.
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[She doesn't fidget, she just continue to muse.]
Then the roofs. With the rest of your birds.
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[And he laughs.] Si, and it provides me with such a beautiful view as well.
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Would that work?
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Hm.
[Her way of saying "thank you".]
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Perhaps then you'll manage to come across me and my group of birds sometime, bella?
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Unless you mean birds that are truly birds or another like you.
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We shall see in time.
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Hm, I know. You needn't worry in any case; I will be on my best behavior.
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And I will be sure to visit if I flutter by at all.
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