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“It does, truly. If I knew a way to go back to my own time period, I would offer you a place.” Ezio assured. Though, he wasn’t sure how he’d explain how he’s from Renaissance-era Italy. “To be simple, no. I stopped many terrible men from gaining power, but it drained me in the process. I gave much of my life to the cause, I eventually left it so I can live for once.”
“Work in dark to serve the light. That is one of our codes, it is easier and cleaner if the world never knew we existed.” Ezio shrugged lightly, he didn’t like it much when he was younger. Then again, he was mostly hell bent on revenge then. “And I will not be one of those people. I never followed the code too closely until I was older.”
“As did my...Creed.” He hasn’t spoken of it in so long, it felt strange to do. “But, plans had to change on occasion.” He purposely spoke vaguely and a little cryptically. As she took off the mask, he used his Eagle Vision to see her intentions. She was good, so these assassins couldn’t have been in a Brotherhood or part of the Creed at all. “Well, I am an Assassin. Or rather, I used to be. I used to be a part of and also ran a Brotherhood, though we were never like them. Anyone we killed deserved it.” He nodded to the assassins on the ground. “I have seen more gruesome scenes, Dinah.”
“Depends on how skilled you are.” He countered. Ezio has definitely had assassinations in daylight, he almost preferred it. “Ezio Auditore, and you?”
Ezio wasn’t fazed by this, he’s seen more gruesome scenes. More often than not, he was the reason. At her question, the Master Assassin smirked slightly. “Bit late for killing people, wouldn’t you say?”
After months of being in Salem, Ezio is finally relaxing and warming up the town. Instead of keeping to himself in his house or on a roof top, he actually makes small attempts at socialization. He went to a coffee house, much to his own surprise. He held a cup of coffee up to his face and inspected it.
“What is this drink made of again?”
“If that it what it is called, then yes.” Ezio replied. “It is a bit after my time, I think.”
“No, I don’t think you can.” Ezio sat on the other side of the bench. “But is there something you need? You look...sad.”
“I’m fine.” Ezio looked at her with a slightly annoyed look. “I don’t believe this existed where I am from, that is all.”
“I never have, so be careful of what you laugh at.” Ezio lectured her like he was this girl’s father. “This is a little beyond my time.”
After months of being in Salem, Ezio is finally relaxing and warming up the town. Instead of keeping to himself in his house or on a roof top, he actually makes small attempts at socialization. He went to a coffee house, much to his own surprise. He held a cup of coffee up to his face and inspected it.
“What is this drink made of again?”
“I have never heard of it.” Ezio responded before taking the bottle from her and taking a sip. The face he made told the whole story. “That is...disgusting.”
“No, what is that you’re drinking?” Ezio asked, for once being curious and not rude. He crossed his arms loosely and waited for an answer.
