sicarius: (Andiamo)
Ezɪo Aᴜᴅɪᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴀ Fɪʀᴇɴᴢᴇ ([personal profile] sicarius) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-02-26 01:31 pm

OPEN; Whereas birds might have wings-

Who: Ezio and ANYONE
What: The maestro is feeling restless since the ice fairies, and needs some time outside. He'll be parkouring around the city, so feel free to set up locations in the subject lines! Also, if you call out to him, he might just stop and talk to you. c: Maybe even teach a little parkour (if you're nice and won't use it for the wrong purpose).
When: Now
Where: Alllll over, see above.
Rating: PG? Maybe PG-13. iiiiidk

It wasn't often that Ezio found himself bored these days. Between the weirdness of the battles here, the working of a potential business with Malik and Altaïr, running across Desmond, and just learning about modern things, he usually had his hands full. But today, he was restless, wanting to be out in the open for no reason other than to just... be there. It was funny, he usually spent his time always running across the city rooftops, and was so used to doing so, it was as if he'd become claustrophobic in settling into Asgard.

So, needing to get out of Sigyn, he ventured upwards, watching the faceless down below. His assassin attire was put away in favor of something more casual, something that didn't need to raise suspicion. At least, not yet.

He had so many things still to see here, districts to explore. Why not use now as an opportunity to do so? Raising his head, he leapt onto another rooftop, making his way across the city, and hopefully finding something of interest.

[personal profile] starryguyed 2012-03-20 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Italy. Well, that explained it, and it served as a nice reminder that people here really were from all sorts of places. Not that she'd forgotten, after meeting England, but every new encounter was an eye-opening one.

She was silent for a moment, pondering this-- and then she blinked, jarred back to the moment because oh, wait, he was asking something--

"It's Tsukiko! Tsukiko Yahisa-- ah, I'm from Japan."

[personal profile] starryguyed 2012-03-23 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
And she thought Yoh had been unusually forward when they'd first met. This grown men kissing her hand was enough to have Tsukiko turning roughly the color of a rough tomato.

"N-no--" And she cringed inwardly, knowing she probably looked flustered beyond belief. "The pleasure is mine, Ezio-san!" She had her fair share of difficulties with the Z, but it was similar enough to the pronunciation of her own name that she'd get it with a small amount of practice.