Assassin's Creed

[Yuna Braska]

((one more time XD))

[Elario Luminus]

((Once again. >.>))

[Tifa Lockhart]

Li seemed to visibly swell with pride when Violetta mocked him.
"We'll see who has to go easy on whom, madonna," he quipped, before heading out onto the veranda and up a nearby trellace onto the roof before her. It was not the most coordinated climb, but he got there none the less.

((Feel free to jump right to arriving at the Bordello, Aerith )

[The Painted Lady]

Violetta gave a small laugh, following Liborio gingerly up onto the rooftop.

For the most part, their travels were unhindered, the slowly dimming light helping cloak their movement. However, as they came close to their destination, the guards seemed to multiply. Violetta thought it would be best to slow down and endeavour stay hidden. She didn't want to rouse suspicion so close to the bordello...

[Elario Luminus]

Vittorio spotted his femme fatale coming across the rooftops easily enough, hidden from the guards in the dying sunlight and the routes she was taking along the heights of Rome. He then spotted a man-sized shape go awkwardly around behind her, and instantly thought she was being followed. He leaped high into the air, flipped and landed softly in a bale of hay. Vaulting out of it, the Assassin located the man and scaled the wall a few dozen metres in front of them, hoping to intercept them.

Grabbing onto the top of a doorway, Vittorio pulled himself up underneath a balcony, then onto it's railing, and from there jumped up onto the edge of an overhanging garden. He wrenched himself onto the rooftop and rolled into the way of the Courtesan and her escort. Drawing his sword with a satisfying metallic scrape, and faced his friends follower.

[Yuna Braska]

Cristiana was brushing down the coat of a dapple grey stallion in her brothers stables, the horse was quiet as she thought about the events that have recently happened. It was all so much to take in and so overwelming. She began to wonder about her other brothers, she was just like them now... an outcast. Her whole family was threatened and targeted by the borgia. Cristiana sighed and sat down on a upside down bucket and tried to brush the dirt from her dress, it wasnt working.

[Tifa Lockhart]

The assassin would not have considered his would be opponent's reflexes however. Concerned for Violetta's safety - given the borgia were after her - Li had remained alert. As such he was able to react to the strange man's sudden appearance and place himself between the assassin and the courtesan.
"Assassino!" he exclaimed, his sword out and ready to engage the attacker immediately.

[The Painted Lady]

"Tenetela."
Violetta kept her voice hushed, not sounding particularly pleased.
"Both of you. Cut it out. I don't know if this is entirely obvious, but I need to get back to Il Cigno D'oro. Sooner than later preferably. And I don't need you two having a little bisticcio up here to draw unwanted attention to me. Capire?"

[Elario Luminus]

Vittorio glared at the soldier, hidden blade still drawn, but took a less hostile stance.
'If that's what you want, signora. I've already memorised the routes the patrols take. They know who you are, what you do for a living, everything. They know your usual haunts, as well. If you simply must make it into the bordello, you'd need a back door. Otherwise, I'd recommend an empty house, or one of my safehouses.'
He withdrew the blades for now, wordlessly signalling a truce between him and the soldier, all the while giving him a look that spoke years of hatred.

[Yuna Braska]

"Your fidgeting" Piero said as he watched his sister try and ignore her boredom in the stables. " Is the house destroyed?" he asked as he walked into the damp building.
Cristiana sighed and started to brush her fingers through her blonde hair. " It was bad Piero.. but nothing was taken" she cletched her eyelids together in anger."I want to go back and get something" she continued, before getting up from the bucket she was sitting on.
Her brother chuckled slightly.. "Didnt you hear your new friend? he will call upon you" Piero stiill was weary of this saviour of theirs. " But i know i cant keep you anywhere, and neither can anyone else. "
" He wont notice that i went into the city for a moment. He cant be everywhere at once" Cristiana was glad that her brother wasnt trying to stop her, he must of finally realised after all those years that the only daughter in the huge family can take care of herself enough.
Cristiana tucked her arm under a saddle and began to carry it towards the dapple grey she was brushing before-hand. " I wont be long" she said confident that not too many guards will be looking for her, there would be other criminals to take care of. Piero didnt look too concerned, after a moment he began helping his sister with the horse and retrieving a hooded coat from his wardrobe.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Li growled, taking longer to sheath his weapon than the assassin. He didn't trust the hooded man, even a little.
And suddenly, he wasn't so sure he should be trusting Violetta either. That aside, he needed to get her to safety.
"I can protect you better than this maiale, madonna," he mumbled, finally sheathing his blade, but his eyes remained fixed on the assassin,

[The Painted Lady]

Isabella Maria d'Este stepped through the rubble and debris of a home that once was. It seemed it had been vacated. Violently, as she had heard through whispers that passed only those in a position as high as hers in her Order. She knew it the work of her people, and as much as she hated it - in this particular case - she had to justify it in her mind. Just because she was involved, didn't mean she could grow weak. All the same, she wondered where she was... If she was safe...

Violetta didn't realise the real reason behind the rivalry between the two men. She just rolled her eyes, believing the small confrontation to be a matter of jealousy... perhaps a hint of over-protectiveness in Liborio's case. She took the hand that had sheathed his weapon, squeezing gently.
"You've certainly done an ammirevole job thus far," she teased.
"But I really need all the help I can get."
She looked up to the man who had confronted her the day before.
"I would much prefer to return to the bordello, but if you truly believe that is not possible, then I suppose I have no choice but to follow you."

((Would an Assassin lead a Templar to his safehouse though, Ezio? ))

[Elario Luminus]

((This is where the phrase "IT'S A TRAP!" comes to mind...))

Vittorio let a small smile jump across his face briefly before focusing on the matter at hand. He smirked at the Templar as he turned to face the courtyard below, where guards still scoured the area for Violetta. You have no idea how wrong you are...
He crouched over the edge of the rooftop and watched the guards as their paths crossed over, memorising each route each group took around the square. Finding a blind spot, he stood up again and beckoned to Violetta. The Assassin pointed to a small, shadowy area on the other side of the court to where the unlikely trio were.
'There. That area's untouched by the patrols. We'll need to get over there, though, and there's no connecting rooftops between here and there. I can fix that, though. Give me a few minutes.'
He found a spot on the roof where the adjacent roof was lower and had a sturdy, stable wooden object, then climbed a nearby crane. In a crouch, he unholstered his crossbow and grabbed the spare rope from the crane. Vittorio tied one end to the crane beneath him, then the other end to a crossbow bolt. Taking aim, he fired it at the gap in the chimney he found across the street. The bolt went into the chimney, securing the tightness of the rope. Reaching to to twang it, Vittorio was satisfied. With a gloved hand, he held on and slid across to the other side.

Vittorio let go, landing on the roof with a roll to his feet. Looking back across, he gestured to Violetta, letting her know she should come across.

[Yuna Braska]

It didnt take as long to get back to Roma as it took to run away. She suppose this time she was riding by horse back. The grey stallion cantered upto the busy pathway and trotted across the bridge. She was thankful her brother gave her a cloak to hide her face for the time being, she was only intending to quickly duck into her home to retrieve a object. Cristiana kept her horse trotting and decided to walk it past any guards that came into view, she didnt want to attract any attention.
Leaving the stallion near a cove just beside her fathers now closed tailor shop, Cristiana made her way to the front door of her home, the hinges still struggling to hold the wooden frame on. She took a deep breath and looked around the street before quickly squeaking the door open and stepping inside.

[Tifa Lockhart]

Li was seething the whole time the assassin set up Violetta's way across the rooftops. He definitely wasn't going to just leave her in the hands of one as untrustworthy as this.
"Allow me di assistervi, bella," he said, grabbing her gently by the waist - conscious of her wounds. He'd then grab the rope that had been strung across the rooftops and slid across, only releasing her once they reached the other side. He kept himself in between her and the assassin though.