asgardeventide | ♠ second fragment; [video/action for heimdall]

[someone seems to be up someplace high; a roof, if you're clever enough to guess. Crouched on that roof is Yusuf, freshly awoken from having been stuck amongst the gray natives. He's more than glad to be really awake again, and greets the strange communicating device with a wave of his left hand--

--few should be able to tell except the particularly observant, very few--but that casual and almost instantaneous flash of his hand is remarkable only because his ring finger is bent down.

But who cares about that? A handsome Turk is smiling at the network and he's already speaking--]

This city... [He shakes his head.] It is very remarkable, but... I never thought blending into a crowd would be so boring, eh?

Let us say that perhaps my desire to bring color to this place has been renewed. Where might I find some honest work? [and by h o n e s t he means "work that pays."]

[ooc: those in Heimdall District, feel free to run into him on the streets or ogle at him sitting on a rooftop. C: ]

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[Oogle him sitting on a rooftop? Hell no, he's going to run into him on a rooftop!

...Or, more acurately, he's going to attempt to jump over to the rooftop Yusuf's on-and utterly fail at it, his hands grabbing the rooftop's edge in a desperate attempt to keep himself from falling down onto the streets below. Give him enough time and he'll be able to pull himself up, but aaaaaagh oh man help.]

Rggh-!

[Dammit, and he was getting better at this whole rooftop travel thing too! Why'd he have to go and make such a big mistake with that jump?]

[the sight of flaming red hair bobbing over the rooftops is eye-catching enough. He pauses, keeping his eye on this child--

--and he's on his feet within seconds, catching the boy's wrist with a flash of movement so he can haul him up.]

--Careful! I would not recommend leaping across vast distances. Falls from great heights can be dangerous.

[He nets a quick grateful smile for the help, and when he's up on the rooftops and places his feet back on solid ground, he nods.]

I forgot to put my speed on for that jump. I guess I had other things on my mind.

Thanks for the help, though.

[Lindow was slowly getting used to sleeping alone, though he still had a bit of trouble seeing as how he wakes up early and sleeps late. He decided to go out and take in some fresh morning air when he spotted someone standing on the roof. He lit a cigarette and looked up to Yusuf.]

Mornin' neighbor!

[Yusuf blinks--this is what he deserves for staring into the air across the city. This place is so different... But that is no excuse for a lack of diligence.

He eases himself down and dangles his feet over the eaves.]

Günaydın!

Uhh yeah, same to you!

[He scratches the back of his head. Guna-what? Ah, whatever.]

What are you doing up there?

[dhdhsgfkgigdkvjsg TURKISH ASSASSIN!BRO. Man, Ezio's been wondering where you ran off to. It's clear in his face that he's glad to see him.

And don't think he didn't notice that quick gesture- not that he's not supposed to notice...]

Yusuf, sì? It is good to see you amongst the travelers again.

[A pause.]

Now, what is this about work?

[--He's very pleased to see Ezio still here and still alive. Knowing the trouble that constantly follows him.

Now all you have to do bro is stop making Yusuf feel old]

Greetings, brother. [a laugh] Now what would you know of work, my friend?

[Ezio gives him a wry grin in return, tilting his head. Yusuf is an odd one, but it's not an odd that Ezio minds at all. He enjoys it.]

You may be surprised, amico. [Though the next part is a bit curious, but also teasing.] Tell me, how willing would you be to travel Asgard and deliver messages?

[ well, if ever there was a subtle signal to respond to. machiavelli even has one of his own, his left hand resting on his chest with his ring finger slipped casually behind its lapel. ]

The crowds are not so boring as honest work, are they?

[This is certainly a good sign. He hadn't been entirely certain how to really come in contact with the other assassins--although his decision initially paid off, it was still a risk he'd rather not take again.]

Günaydın. That may depend either on the crowd or the work.

[ well, it's certainly better than asking outright. and machiavelli has been keeping an eye on the network; people seem to either overlook such subtle cues or purposefully ignore them. even so, he doesn't let his hand linger like that. ]

True, signore. What manner of work are you accustomed to, then?

( Oh. It's the Turk again. Spain is tempted to end the feed now but

maybe he's a little curious. )

Where have you been?

[Oh! The Spaniard! This will be interesting.]

I did not know you were so concerned for me. [obviously joking there.] No, no, I understand. I was drawn amongst the city's native people. It was as if I was one of them and walking through a dreary fog.

[Seeing as there's no harm in letting that information out, that's the straight truth. He shakes his head.]

( Spain will press his lips together into a thin line at the first comment. The fact that it's a joke goes above and beyond him so he finds himself taking it fairly seriously. )

I've just never met a quiet Turk before is all. ( But he will relax once his question is answered. Spain's interest is pinged! He was speaking to someone about "going grey" not too long ago. ) Do you mean you took your bracelet off? Ay, did you lose it? How reckless!

[Oh, oh, he can't help the grin splitting across his face.]

I would be pleased to shatter your expectations but... [he shrugs] I can be silent as often as my voice could ring across the streets.

[he thinks he might like you, spain. we'll see. yusuf rubs at his chin in thought.] Ah, if only I had! Perhaps my arrival was not suited to our hosts' designs. [he shrugs again, staying as sincere and as ambiguous as possible.] God willing it does not befall you.

( What is that smile? Did he say something funny? He wasn't trying to be. Wow, look, he's already bad enough at this serious thing as it is! He doesn't need Yusuf making him feel worse about it.

BEING SERIOUS IS A LOT OF WORK HOW DO PEOPLE DO IT? Guys, his face kind of hurts from being so :|

But the last part has a humbling effect. It's a good wish, okay. He bows his head some. )

And you, señor. ( . . .TOPIC CHANGE. ) Are you saying you were punished?

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