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[littlebityeah]

Shit -- sh -- hey -- Hermann? Hermann!

[ There's the sound of panic and stumbling as Newt nearly trips over a chair and runs into the desk, knocking over a -- what is that, a journal? ]

Wh--heh--hahahaha--

[ Excuse him while he just laughs semi-deliriously; the sudden change in scenery is so crazy that he's considering that maybe he's just gone crazy. The journal drops to the desk and Newt turns away. ]

Did--did -- oh, no, nonono -- Hermann! Hermann, I-I-I'm--I'm stuck in--in what I'm guessing must be your -- alarmingly swanky memory, what -- what do the Rangers do? [ That could be the sound of him smacking himself in the head. ] Focus!

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[littlebityeah]

Well no, but he's definitely not the only guy named -- ahah, wow, this is -- way off. Who are you?

[assassino]

Ezio Auditore. Do you know where Monteriggioni is? It is mentioned in Dante's Divina Commedia; that is my family's comune. Or was for a few hundred years, at least.

[littlebityeah]

Oh. Wow. [ Under different circumstances, he'd be much more interested. The info does go away for later, though. ] So -- how long have you, personally, been stuck here?

[assassino]

Two years, or just about.

[littlebityeah]

Aha -- ha. And--and there are... a lot of people from other points in time than your own? Are there a lot from yours? Is there -- like -- a pattern?

[assassino]

People from prior to 2000 or so seem to be rare. There are perhaps four or five of us –– three of us within decades of 1492, another from the 18th century, and some little man named Frodo, though I do not know where he is from. Is that pattern enough?

[littlebityeah]

[ Nearly illegible scribbles start appearing on the page after a moment of fumbling around for a pen; he's taking notes. ]

It's definitely something! I-I mean enough to assume that there's some kind of common denominator, something that -- maybe crops up in the earlier centuries, maybe a side-effect of the inter-dimensional properties of the breach as it gets closer to opening, or --

Ezio? Ezio, hey, thanks, man. What else should I know?

[assassino]

[Ezio sounds pleased. He's never been thanked for welcoming someone before.]

Ah... hmm. You may wish for almost any object you would like by only asking a castle. It will either appear before you or one of the servants –– a ghost, you'll see –– will deliver it.

[littlebityeah]

... Ghost servants. Because this crap wasn't already crazy enough, right?

[ Wishes. Psh. But he might as well try it, since Ezio's been actually helpful thus far. ]

Alright, I wish for... uh. -- Oh. How about some non-busted glassesohmygod.

[ There's just stunned silence for a second, and then he picks the newly arrived glasses up super warily. ] You weren't kidding.

[assassino]

Of course not. Why would I jest about such a thing?

[It's good-natured enough.]

It will be fickle about some things, but for the most part, you may wish for whatever you desire. You may also outfit your room as you see fit.

[littlebityeah]

[ A little distracted as he switches glasses: ] Wow -- I guess they're really trying to make up for the whole trans-dimensional kidnapping part, huh? Swanky room, whatever you can wish for, but hey, forget about going home, pal!

[assassino]

It is rather nice as a vacation.

[littlebityeah]

Yeah, if you take vacations! I kinda have a world to save, here!

[assassino]

I am told time has stopped while you are here. That is how I can be here from 1492 and you from 2000. When you are sent back, you will return to where you left off.

[littlebityeah]

Y -- are you serious?

[assassino]

That is how it was explained to me...

[littlebityeah]

That -- if it's true, that's amazing! It almost sounds too good to be true!

[assassino]

This place is fond of miracles.