voice-->video;

[pushesgently]

[Good morning, Asgard, your bracelets are currently being serenaded with the sounds of crashing glass and muffled yelling and bunch of shuffling going on. It's probably not the first sound you'd expect, coming from this bracelet in particular, but after the recent escapade made by the Assassins who knows these days.

The racket you hear is continued for a few minutes, with breaks of actual words heard every so often- "let go," ""Ya Homaar!" "CAZZO!" The voices are somewhat distinguishable, and somewhat not. But when the sounds finally die there is a sound of a very frustrated Italian running his mouth off in a frenzy of insults.]

Ha una faccia tosta testa di merda! Sono incazzato! [There's sounds of angry struggling, and more incomprehensible swearing.] Let me go, stronzo!!

[For those within the shop A Needle in a Haystack, you can hear this entire commotion going on in one of the back storerooms. Which is getting entirely destroyed, by the way. You're welcome.]

Not until you speak the truth! Who are you, and what is your business here? What is this place?

How should I know, you are the one who's causing trouble!! Faccia di merda! GET OFF ME!

[There's a large WHUMF and the camera flicks on and smacks into the ground, the bracelet sliding off Altaïr's wrist and clattering across the floor. There's two men among the mess of what looks like a storage room, in white robes, one pinning the other to the floor. For those who know the voices, they will recognize that Altaïr is the one holding the other down- and the one on the ground sounds awfully familiar. Like Ezio, only… younger?]

I will ask you once more. Give me your name and return my blades, and I may spare your life.

[Ezio hisses angrily.] I don't have your blades! You have mine! Give me back my father's blade now-

Enough of your foolishness. You had your chance.

[With a sudden twist to the side, Ezio manages to escape Altaïr's pin and rolls to his feet. He rushes Altaïr in an attempt to gain the upper hand, only to essentially be suplexed and hit the floor with a loud thump. A cry of pain escapes him as the wind gets knocked out of his lungs, and Altaïr lets go long enough to grab the bracelet and cut off the feed there.]

[ooc: As punishment for their hubris as the ringleaders of this little expedition, Altaïr and Ezio have been cursed to become younger versions of themselves—Ezio is 19, and just from his killing of Vieri di Pazzi and Altaïr from one day before the incident at Solomon's Temple. Which means they're jerks now. The curse will last for three IC days. Have fun! Also, threadjacking is highly encouraged.. Bracelet replies will come after an IC delay once they stop fighting and get curious about the talking jewelry.]

Comments

[video]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[More of the identical family? Another younger generation?]

It's like the WWF on this network sometimes.

[video]

[novicius]

[...the look on his face basically says he has no idea what you're talking about.

Hi, Pyro. Meet Ezio when he was a little shit.]

W...W...F?

[video]

[pushesgently]

[This one, however, doesn't bother to try and parse his meaning.]>

Cease your prattling. How are you speaking to me through this jewelry? What trickery is this?

[video]

[familyissues]

[ Oh hey, it's the nosy clown from the hospital. Desmond just...linefaces at him. ]

Just an upset over curses and a misunderstanding.

[Video]

[caster_blaster]

Ha ha ha! Finally, some real entertainment!

Come on, loud guy! You're letting him rile you up! Stop telegraphing everything!

[Video]

[novicius]

[GENE NO DON'T ENCOURAGE FIGHTING HE'LL ONLY GET HIS ASS KICKED MORE. Ezio huffs angrily and looks offscreen, to where Altaïr is.]

I'm not "telegraphing" anything.

[He has no idea what telegraphing is.]

[Video]

[pushesgently]

He is a fool, and so needs no encouragement to reveal his foolishness.

video;

[necrowmantic]

[There's just laughter at first. This is a great thing to find on the network.]

Sounds like someone's gonna get stabbed~

Are you gonna show that too?

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[novicius]

That stronzo is going to be the one who gets stabbed once he gives back my blades!

[ANGRY ANGRY STUPID ITALIAN Ezio just glares to Altaïr, face frowning disapprovingly.]

video;

[pushesgently]

I meant to show nothing. How does this strange jewelry work? Why are you speaking through it?

[Action]

[familyissues]

[ Desmond had been on his way to the shop to apologize, both to Caterina and then to the Mentors for his temper in the hospital, but the rude interruption of the unexpected video set him off in a sprint in the midst of Ezio's raging, with Saulè hot on his heels.

What the fuck had happened? ]

Where are they?

[ Gracja just points towards the back when he bursts in, racing through the shop for the storeroom. He doesn't give the tableau of squabbling Assassins time to play out to its inevitable conclusion, not with murder in their eyes, hefting a small bag of flour near the door right for Altaïr's midsection. Desmond is right behind the distraction with a burst of speed, moving to rugby tackle his ancestor to the floor. ]

ENOUGH!

[Action]

[pushesgently]

[The sudden movement catches Altaïr's eye and he shifts his stance, letting go of Ezio with one hand. But the newcomer is too fast even for him, and the heavy bag that hits his middle is followed by an entire body the same size as his.

He's stunned, but not so much that he doesn't shove at Desmond immediately, trying to buck him off and regain his freedom.]

Get off me!

[Not the most eloquent argument, but it's heartfelt.]

voice;

[discrepant]

[Ah. He understood most of the curse words in Italian than the not so offensive words. Soushi could not help realize it. But he was not answering because of the curse words. It was over the situation instead.]

Mi scusi!? [Yes, his Italian is a little rough, but he knew a few words to catch the men's attention.] I do scusare for intruding, but it would seem as though you two are having a rather heated discussion over the matter of weapons. If I am allowed to, may I be of service to you both? I can answer any and all question you may have...

[Because he has a feeling they are both cursed and one of them doesn't remember their current stay in Asgard. Hopefully he will learn more information by their responses. At least, one of them should recognize his voice.]

voice;

[familyissues]

[ Desmond scrubs a hand over his face. He remembers Soushi from the other day, though he can't spare the time to couch his words into anything less curt, ]

Nope we're just fine here. Only a misunderstanding!

[Video] - Cute lil chibis ^^

[true_renaissance_man]

[An innocent glance at the network and...



Of all the things to wake up to! ]

What is goi--... EZIO! Altair! Fermare che!

[Don't make him come over there! ]

What started this? You are both so... young.

[Video] HI LEO PLS SAVE HIM ;A;

[novicius]

[Ah but that voice is familiar! Ezio grabs the bracelet of his almost in a panic, images shuffling all over as he practically falls over himself trying to get to answer this as quickly as possible.]

Leonardo?! Leonardo! Mio dio, you have to get me out of here, everyone is mad!

[ Action ]

[disarmer]

[ For once, Malik isn't paying attention to his bracelet. He heard the beginning of the ruckus, but after the fiasco with Thor, he has no desire to get involved with whatever it is that's going on. He does, however, hear the mirror of it down below, though he can't make out the words. The only thing he can make out--albeit just barely--is Altair's voice, and he figures the other assassin would be able to handle whatever it was that was going on down there. If not on his own, then with whoever was watching the shop.

Once everything has seemingly settled down, Malik goes to find Altair, curious about the incident. ]

Altair, what was that commotion? An unhappy customer, or was it one of our own? [ It seemed unlikely, the recruits didn't seem the hot-headed type, but it was something he couldn't rule out. ]

[ Action ] I'm so sorry ;;

[pushesgently]

[Altaïr is more than ready to be done with this place and these people. Their lies, so transparent—as if he knows or would ally himself with any of them. All he wants now is to find a way back to Jerusalem, then to Al Mualim, who must be told of this. In fact, he's almost out the door before he hears a familiar voice, and he stops where he is and turns to face it, gladder to hear it than he'll admit.]

Malik. So they took you too? I shouldn't be surprised, but where—

[Where is Kadar? The words never leave his mouth, for the man who stands before him is not dressed in their traditional robes, carrying a hidden blade as he was on the way to Solomon's Temple. In fact, he can carry nothing on his left side.]

What happened to your arm?

video;

[companioning]

[Inara's just going to stare for a few moments because... What in the world?]

With everything that's going on, are you two truly trying to kill each other?

video;

[novicius]

[Hello, Inara- have a face that looks rather familiar staring back, squinting.]

You should ask him. He is the one causing trouble.

[OH AND LIKE YOU'RE PERFECTLY INNOCENT, EZIO. :|]

video;

[spiritshifts]

I'd cease this foolishness and retrieve your bracelet, if I were you.

video;

[novicius]

[There's a bunch of muttering, but he does speak up.]

I still do not understand this bracelet or this place at all.

voice;

[raffinato]

[Oh. Shit. OH SHIT.]

Stop, don't hurt him!

[And to Ezio, she speaks very hurriedly, trying to get his attention.]

Smettere, fratello! Non entrare in una lotta con lui.

voice;

[novicius]

[Is that-

THAT IS.

Oh god he has never sounded so relieved to hear Claudia until now.]

Sorella? Claudia?!

( VIDEO )

[patients]

Hey! Come on you guys, knock it off! You gotta be careful with those bracelets.

( VIDEO )

[pushesgently]

Concern yourself with your own business and we will do the same.

video;

[digophelia]

Wh- what do you think you're doing, Altair?

video;

[pushesgently]

How do you know my name?

[It's getting unnerving. He may be famous within Masyaf, but outside of it?]

[trust_us]

Please, don't fight! We need the strength of everyone to fight off the enemies.

[She really just doesn't want fighting, if it can be avoided.]

What's the issue here?

[pushesgently]

I've no intention of joining anyone's army. Your enemies are your own.

video;

[iniquitas]

[Haytham doesn't say anything right away; he's too intent on watching this little escapade, noting the differences in the men he's seen a few times now.]

[The age discrepancies.]

[Acting as if they don't know each other.]

[And they're both missing their blades? My my...]

[The Templar Grand Master is certainly clever enough to figure out the gist of what's going on here, let's be real. He's heard about curses, and whatever other foolishness might be going on, one can't simply fake age regression.]

Had your wrists slapped by the gods for your stupidity, have you? [Insert smug-as-hell chuckle here.]

video;

[pushesgently]

[He doesn't recognize the smirking man at all, but he doesn't like his demeanor.]

Another fanatic, I see. In my experience, gods seldom intervene in the lives of their followers no matter how much they ask.

video;

[caladcholg]

Stop it. The both of you are acting like children.

video;

[pushesgently]

Concern yourself with your own worries.

video;

[muto]

Is...everyone okay?

video;

[pushesgently]

He is a fool whose actions may lead to his death if he doesn't temper them, but he is unharmed.

[As is Altaïr, because no one could ever get the drop on him. Obviously.]

[Video]

[comeonthensexy]

Are you two sure it's a good idea to do that?

[Video]

[pushesgently]

Why should I seek the counsel of strangers who speak through enchanted jewelry on the wisdom of my actions?

[audio]

[dicey]

Wow! Sounds like some fight. Can I join in?

[audio]

[pushesgently]

Why would you seek to join another's quarrel?