tenth.

[eaglet]

[Ezio]
[Written.]

I would speak with you immediately. - Connor

[Steph]
[Written.]

I have a question I must ask you. - Connor

[Cass]
[Dictated; his tone is a little pinched and tense.]

If you are not busy, I would like to meet with you, perhaps in the library. We may try what we discussed at the party, and I have a favour to ask as well.

[He basically never asks for favours; it's something of a taboo to be this direct about something unless it's important... which this certainly is.]

Comments

Connor

[assassino]

When and where?

Ezio

[eaglet]

It does not matter. As soon as possible.

Connor

[assassino]

I am available now, if you will come to my room.

Ezio => action

[eaglet]

Yes. This is fine.

[And he does! The castle has squished everything together, so it's not much of a climb up to Ezio's floor. He's never been there before, but he knows where it is -- he knocks on the frame, then takes a step back and waits somewhat impatiently.]

Action

[assassino]

[Ezio opens the door in a timely manner, dressed in only leather pants and a loose shirt, the laces at the top unbound. He's been busy, but apparently not too busy to leave time for Connor; the lights in his suite are dimmed, though brighter light spills in from beyond his bedroom door, which is not closed completely.]

Connor. Why such urgency?

[eaglet]

[Connor's gaze instinctively flicks beyond Ezio into his quarters at first, sussing out any potential threat within -- which is stupid, this is Ezio, but he's on edge. It's been building.]

Edward Kenway.

[assassino]

Your grandfather. [A nod.] You've finally met him, then?

[eaglet]

[He can't help it. His reaction is just sort of a brief stare of disbelief. Of all the...]

Why did you tell him who I am?

[assassino]

[Ezio shrugs. It was a choice he made with good intentions, even if Connor seems unsure of it, and he still stands by that choice.]

Does a man not deserve to know where his legacy lies? Does he not deserve to meet a son who is honouring his family's legacy, rather than one who will cast it aside?

Connor

[secondchances]

[She's too lazy to find a pen, so have Steph's curiosity plain in her voice. It's generally not a good thing when people filter to you asking if they can ask a question.]

Yeah? What is it?

Stephanie

[eaglet]

[He generally feels more comfortable writing in the journal than dictating, especially because this is sensitive information -- but he's actually in his room for once instead of gallivanting around the castle grounds, so it's probably... somewhat safe to speak.

Connor's tone, by contrast, is very serious. Important questions!]

Has Ezio said any word to you about my father?

Connor

[secondchances]

No. He's never said a word to me about your father. [This doesn't sound good.]

Is... everything okay?

Stephanie

[eaglet]

[He grunts softly at the news, falling silent for a moment as he tries to figure out how to actually... phrase this...]

You remember what I told you about my father. That he and my mother were no longer together when I was born, and that I have never met him.

Connor

[secondchances]

Right. He's an Englishman.

[Her tone is a touch softer than usual. Is his father here?]

Stephanie

[eaglet]

Yes.

[Another pause, though shorter this time.]

I was given his diary for Christmas, by the castle. I have seen it before; he left it with my mother -- but I showed it to Ezio. Because he cannot read English, I told him it was alright if he took it to you at his leisure.

[The implication in his tone is that this is just sort of the backstory, so she knows why he's asking to begin with.]

Connor

[secondchances]

[Oh. That's surprising.]

I'm fine with that as long as you're fine with me reading it.

[Which he must be, if he gave Ezio the suggestion. But why would he even show it to Ezio?]

Stephanie

[eaglet]

Yes. I gave it to him on the condition he would tell you something before you read it. But a situation has arisen -- it has become pertinent that you are told now. My... father's father is here now.

Connor

[hellofist]

[It's not like she's going to say no, but she is a little concerned when she hears that tone.]

Are you okay?

Cassandra

[eaglet]

Yes. I would like to discuss this in person if that is alright.

Connor

[hellofist]

It's fine. Will be there soon.

[Thanks to the motorcycle she got for Christmas, it really is only a matter of minutes before Cass is making her way into the library and looking around to try to find Connor. For a moment, she forgets the whole be quiet rule and calls out for him.]

Connor? Are you here?

Action!!!

[eaglet]

[He's somewhere in the stacks, though he's not really looking for books or anything. That would be condusive to what they're going to try; he has a blank (non-magical) journal tucked under his arm already.

But then he hears her... shouting... and he pokes his head out from behind a bookshelf. Hissing:] Yes! I am here.

[Cass please... it's a library... but anyway, he quickly makes his way over to her.]

[hellofist]

[She doesn't even see anyone else in their immediate area, so him trying to be quiet is just kind of cute. There aren't any people to disturb Connor, what are you even doing.

She meets him halfway, still concerned as she reaches out to touch his arm once they're close enough.]

What's wrong?

[eaglet]

[He doesn't draw away from her touch, though he nods toward a nearby table. They're here to work as well!!]

It is difficult to explain. First I must ask: Have you told anyone about my father?

[hellofist]

[And now he gets an incredibly displeased look.]

Of course not.

[eaglet]

[Whoa! He's surprised by the reaction, holding his hands up.]

It is only a question.