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[assassino]

[All written, a little too carefully; he's deliberated on this for a few days, after all.]

----- Stephanie -----
Are you home?


----- Molotov -----
He said you'd met already.


----- Cassandra -----
[He'll dictate just for her, sounding plenty sober and moody:]

Come keep me company tonight, I am lonely.


----- Friends -----
My father, Giovanni Auditore, is here. It has been eighteen years since I last saw him, so I would appreciate being given time to get to know him again. While I do not mind if you introduce yourselves to him, please mind what you tell him about me.


----- Assassins (excluding Giovanni) -----
The Assassin Giovanni Auditore is here. Be on your best behaviour or I will kick the shit out of you.

Comments

Molotov

[assassino]

[Sigh.]

I'm sure he's delighted for that, Molotov, but our family has much to grieve for. I do not want to argue about this.

Ezio

[molotov]

Humph, fine, have it your way. Instead of being happy for the reunion you got, the two of you should just huddle together and cry and have a pity party for yourselves over things you cannot change anyway.

Molotov

[assassino]

[For fuck's sake. If she wants to dictate how he feels and how he reacts, he's not going to listen to it. Ezio's feeling stressed out as it is, so he just shuts the journal.]

Ezio

[molotov]

[WOW FINE, someone is getting a nasty note pinned to their door with a dagger.]