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my story is one of many t h o u s a n d s && the world will not suffer should it end too s o o n. ( previously ilmaestroaufitore ) the coop.
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MY STORY IS O N E
of many
THOUSANDS…
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MY STORY IS O N E
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MY STORY IS O N E
of many
THOUSANDS…
( previously ilmaestroauditore )
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"—-Above all things, guilt is what I feel most."
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"Don’t be this person, Ezio."
{MI SCUSIIIIIIIII!!!}
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jianassassinshao / pridefulshards / itsfrancais
i will have your starters tomorrow! if anyone else wants one feel free to jump in my inbox or like this post!
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; outofbene }
hey all; just wanted to let everyone know -- i've revamped
ezio's blog. basically, wanting to start this thing over because
he has been neglected. it would do my soul good to see if
people want to rp with my ezio still. i know i've said this before
but who wants a starter. please let me know either by liking this
post or inboxing me!
#outofbene#( still have to work on a few more things; like fixing up pages but i'll do that some other time )
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like for a starter!
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Hazel eyes scanned his vineyard for Jun, but as soon as he heard
her voice behind him --- he turned to face her. His hand went to
turn into a loose fist. She was defiantly in his study again.
" Did you sleep well? "
Startled out of reading a novel, Shao quickly set Ezio’s desk back into order and ducked out the door of his study. The young woman hoped he didn’t notice her leaving his private chambers nor the book she left off the shelf. Ducking quickly around the corner when she noticed his back was turned, Jun took only a moment to move towards him. “Yes, Mentor?”
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He folded half of the newspaper to get a view of Maya as she
rambled her excuse. As she went to grab the doughnut off the
small plate in front of him, her wanted to tell her it was his. But
figured that would be pointless. So he readjusted himself in his
seat and closed the the newspaper. He sat there for a moment
and drank from his coffee.
" No, no take it. There are more doughnuts on the counter
if you want. "
Ezio then leaned in towards the table and pushed an ipad towards
her. Which provided most of the information she needed for her
next assignment.
�� " Are you ready for your briefing? "
If there was one thing Maya hated, it was pride—she took pride in presenting herself to others as a professional, and especially punctual woman.
With a side of humor.
But, Ezio Auditore was expecting her…and her damned alarm had not been set the night before.
"Fuck you, Z-Quil", she muttered as she opened the door.
At his blunt statement, Maya cleared her throat before speaking, “I blame the makers of Nyquil,” she replied, before taking a donut off the plate in between them. She took a huge bite, “Oh”, she paused, “Was this yours?” She mumbled through the food.
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ANON HOUR STARTS RIGHT NOW. YOU HAVE ONE HOUR TO ASK ME ANYTHING, AND I MUST ANSWER NO MATTER HOW PERSONAL IT IS.
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Ezio scurried around the burning building, trying to help his
recruits and other Assassin's as best as he could He would
rather perish knowing he save most of the people who were
alive and trying to find a way out. Though this task proved very
difficult and as the way in front of him darkened, he used his
ability to enhance his sight. As he thought he had gotten most of
the people out to safety he hear a cry for help. One more.
He ran back into the crumbling building, in search of the missing
person. Eventually he came upon a room, he heard banging on
the door and fortunately for that person, the fire didn't get to it.
Ezio ran up to the door, and tried opening the door, which
was locked.
" Hello? Anyone in there? Listen, the
door is locked. I have to kick it open
to get you out. Stay back! "
Fire- her fears. Jade eyes widened at the sight of the crimson heat engulfing the room around her. Seemed everyone else had forgotten she was here- which was given. No one cares if a thief makes it out.
She stares at the door, scurrying over to bang at it, Fortunately, the flames hadn’t reached there just yet, but it wouldn’t be long. She could already feel them tickling at the edges of her skirts.
"Help!" Cerina tried to cry out, catching a mouth full of smoke as she was sent into a coughing fit. Oh, how she hated being the damsel.
#magusdraco#v;main#omg yes this is perfect#may she get over her fear quick! because it's about to get real
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Ezio pulled her closer to him, and kissed her forehead. He hummed
softly into the kiss before pulling away to smile at her. Glad that he
made her surprised by his little visit, he pulled away but kept an
arm around her shoulders ---- keep her close to his body. Eventually
he keeled down for a moment to pick up the book she dropped. Ezio
handed it out to her.
" You seemed to drop this dear, don't want
your coworkers think you aren't do your
job. "
Today had been a busy day, although not as busy as when a school or two had a class trip at the local library or when an author arrived to do a reading of one of their publications. No, today was a good day. None of those impolite customers who couldn’t wait five minutes in line to rent their books or anything.
Sofia was busy restocking the nonfiction section, humming softly to herself. She was currently working on her PhD in history so working at a library allowed her ample opportunity to borrow the books she needed for her research papers. Specifically, the Ottoman Empire. Luckily this week she didn’t have much to do and could allow herself a little leisure.
Upon hearing a voice, she turned and spied her husband. The redhead burst into a wide smile and dropped the book she was holding. “Ezio!” she interjected, scuttling over to him and flinging her arms around him.
#thevenetianlibrarian#v;modern#omfg#totally --- she'd be such a smarty pants tbh#and help him research things if he needed help
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“We will see each other again, you have my word. Buona fortuna, my oldest friend.” - Ezio Auditore
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