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Olly took Maria’s hand and placed a gentle kiss to the back of it, before sliding in opposite her. “I was, but then I saw you out here, looking beautiful as always and I thought you’d require kisses.” He grinned, leaning in carefully and pressing her lips to his. 

When he pulled back, he sunk to his knees and pressed his ear to Maria’s bump, trying to hear the baby kick. “I’d quite like that. Although I have room in my heart to love another girl as much as I do you if we have a girl. You’d still be my Queen.” That went without saying. He pulled himself to his feet, and linked an arm around her shoulders, pressing a kiss to her temple. 

“I love you.”

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Shao Jun carefully walked up to the woman.  It had been many years since she had stepped foot on Italian soil.  The building ahead of them seemed almost foreign in the years that passed.  She highly doubted the man she once met, once inspired her to reclaim the Brotherhood into what it really should be, still lived there.  She figured he had passed on sometime after she went back to China.

“Scusami?” she asked slowly, attempting to make her Italian as clear as possible despite her accent.  “I am looking for the Auditores.”  Despite her being well armed, and clearly in Assassin garb, her hood was down.  Something that, in the Chinese order, never meant ill will.  It was considered an act of friendship within the order.  Heck, in general.  “Do they... it has been several year since I was last here.  Do they still live here?”

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Élise felt LOST. She knew she was in Italy - she recognized some images she had seen from it, even if she had never been there in person before. But on the other hand, she absolutely didn’t know how she had ended up there. She only remembered fighting with Germain, and then... she had waken up in Italy. She felt alone, and wished she could find a way to go back home. Maybe she could find a way to travel, if she talked to someone. This was why she decided to approach the first person who came in her direction.

“Excuse-moi... Could you please tell me how I can go back to France ? I’m afraid I got... lost.” She sighed. How would she manage to explain what had happened to her ?

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Lucy huffed as the door shut behind William Miles, effectively locking her in a blank hospital bed chained  to the bed.    Between the guards outside, the cuffs on the bed, and  the injury that got her on the bed, where did this guy think she was going to go? 

“Look, I get it, I do.  But where am I going to go?  How would I even get there?”  She sighed, slumping back into the bed.  “Desmond is probably freaking out about all of this, and you’re all over here, playing ‘house arrest’?”

Unbelievable, really.  All she wanted to do was call Desmond, try to explain things to him, and see if there was any chance that she could be forgiven.  Especially since, while the information she left for Abstergo would have led them to Monterriggioni, she didn’t leave any for the Colosseum.  They were safe in there.  She had been reverting back to her Assassin alignments when all of this happened.  And now?  She would probably be killed despite Desmond clearly deciding against his.

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“I told you to let her go.” Connor said harshly and lowly, staring down the Templar before him who held someone in his grasp, his teeth baring a bit in his anger, and his bow lay gripped tight in his grasp, amber eyes tracing each step of the one who posed danger. The Templar simply scoffed, seeming to have a bigger ego than his known strength, and Ratonhnhake:ton curled his lip at the snickering, his fingers playing with the hidden blade concealed in his coat, trying to unlock the blade without notice from the other man. “If you want her so bad, then come and get her!” The other taunted, and Connor finally felt the click of the blade unlock and the hilt curl into his palm, raising it quickly,  and flicking his wrist and hand forward with a fast momentum, tackling the screaming man to ground. “I will..” The Assassin all but spat, taking the knife back and stabbing it straight in the other’s throat, then rose to feet when the Templar stopped moving and twitched. “Are you alright?” Connor questioned softly, his demeanor having had changed in mere seconds, and the Templar on the ground now stained the snow and cobblestone. 

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Pirate’s Revenge || Olly & Maria

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Olivier Kane was a much-feared pirate amongst the seas. While settled with a rather playful and sometimes diplomatic nature, he could retaliate with just as much anger in kind. It would seem that something along those lines would have to be employed here as a woman was brought upon the giant wooden ship - La Biche.  

Many of Olivier’s crew mates backed up upon becoming aware of the woman’s presence. “Take her to my chambers, I’ll see to her.” Olivier ordered his first mate, who was carrying the girl. “Take a look for any shipwrecks, see if we can salvage anything or save anyone else.” That was to the rest of the crew. His first mate reappeared with a nod before heading to the wheel. 

Olivier went into his chambers, where the soaking wet girl lay comfortably in his bed. He took a seat and waited for her to wake, a piece of fabric to act as a blanket on standby once she was seated. 

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