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Ratonhnhaké:ton | Connor ([personal profile] emergingspirit) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2014-01-01 10:15 pm

[closed]

Who: Connor and Ezio
What: Well, it was just going to be a conversation.
When: Day 383
Where: Needle in a Haystack back rooms and such.
Rating: PG-13ish? Mostly for inevitable discussions of death.



[He didn't call for anyone. On the contrary, Connor found his way into the shop has just been perched to watch the goings on for some time. The atmosphere has shifted over the last few days, something to do with one of the Assassins, but he's been away enough of the time that he isn't entirely clear on what's going on. People try to talk to him sometimes, but he fends them off with an air of unsociability first and a retreat to the back rooms later, where he's left more in peace. It's good. Gives him time to think.

Eventually he catches one of the novices as the shop is winding down for the evening with a quick "Is Ezio here at the moment?" She shakes her head in the negative and leaves--and that's enough. The message will get to Ezio one way or another that Connor is looking for him, he's sure of that.]
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[personal profile] sicarius 2014-01-20 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[The words come to him loud and clear, as does the gesture, and Ezio stills, anger surging still through his veins, presence behind him threatening to consume everything that dares to pass. Connor gives him space as he moves, and Ezio's furious glare follows him every step of the way, a reminder of what the other has done in such a short amount of time.

A large part of him wants to make Connor stop, wants to pull him back and put him in his place, throw him to the floor and make him understand that any kind of insubordination such as this is not tolerated, no matter who you are. That to belittle a mentor and his work was more than crossing the line, it was grounds for demoting and taking blades.

But no, he knows, fights against that urge, against the pure and unhindered rage at being told his work means nothing. That the entirety of the Assassins are a lie, and he has been doing nothing but wrong for his entire life. That there is no good to come of what they do.

He knows that none of that is true, because he's seen it for himself. Seen the happiness of a young boy, sitting on a dock and crying because his mother was taken away, to be in her arms again after Ezio rescued her from the Borgia guards. Seen the laughter from his novices both here and at home, in allowing them to discover themselves for the first time. Seen it in the freeing of Bartolomeo, of his rescuing of Pantesilea, of the friendship and hilarity that his friend can cause in the most tense of times.

He has seen the good his acts do, and what it leads to, beyond that. And that, to him, is everything.

A breath, and he waits for the other to move through the door, down the hall, and leave the shop. Everything is quiet from him, no movement is made or word is spoken, just a silent moment where he waits, and bides his time. There is no point in continuing this, in burning bridges before they have been made, in destroying any potential understanding they may have in the future. He knows and understands this.

In the end, the argument is over, and after everything that has happened, he lets Connor go.]
Edited 2014-01-21 00:50 (UTC)