Action | Assassin Recruiting

[alltenfingers]

[Ezio has made his plan. He needs recruits. For now, they will be meeting in an abandoned warehouse, until a permanent place is set for them to meet. Of course, he needs to go out and recruit these assassins in the city. He's a seasoned professional at recruiting for the Brotherhood and he will try to get as many as possible today

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[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Kaylee sits bundled up in a coat and scarf on a bench near the apartment building she now calls (a temporary) home. At her feet is a basket of what looks like nothing but a tangled mass of useless parts salvaged from the junkyard. At least that is how it would look to others. To Kaylee it is a basket of potential. Potential for what she isn't entirely sure of yet. But it has potential. Not to mention it gives her something to do as there is no ship for her to work on. No crew to help or make things for.

She could have done the same thing inside, nice and warm, but the snow is still a novelty to her and from her view on the bench she can see people walking by. She tugs on a wire, pulling it loose as she glances out at the ones shuffling by and wondering what stories they all have. ]

[lilgreasemonkey]

The name don't ring any bells but I didn't do a lot of real deep studyin' on Earth-that-Was. That was more somethin' the real rich folk got extra schoolin' for just cos they could. [ MACHINES?!?! It's the magic word. ] What kinda machines? Ya got designs on those? Even just a scribble'd be real nice to look at.

[ Oh she didn't need to worry about being taken somewhere mysterious at all. This was just the second apartment building on the other side of the hospital. She had never been inside though but it wasn't anything remarkably new. Just another block full of apartments. She had to smile at how he treated her things with care. It earned him good marks in her mind.

While she did plop down in one of the chairs by him she was too excited to really sit all that still. ]

[alltenfingers]

He was very famous in my time. A sought after artist and incredibile at the things he created. Studying may well bring up his name. [He smiles lightly.] I have not, but I could draw them at some point. They were war machines. He had me destroy several of them to keep them from falling into the wrong hands.

[He finds the designs in his book and slides the book to her. There are detailed designs for the hidden blade, the hook blade, the hidden gun, and several different combinations of things to make types of bombs.]

These were all designed by a master assassin by the name of Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. All but the hook blade. This was shown to me in Costantinopoli by a man named Yusuf Tazim. The bombs were originally created in China.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Think I could go lookin' him up here? They got that big ol' library. I didn't go in it but it's there.

[ She scoots the book closer, only somewhat hearing what he said about the origin of each. After a bit of studying she props her chin up on one hand. The other though is moving a bit curiously as she gets completely into studying the first one - the hidden blade. Though the motion she's doing would be highly familiar to one who's actually used the weapon in the designs. ]

[alltenfingers]

Perhaps so. I would think his name would outlive him.

[He hopes so, at least. Leonardo is an incredible person and he would gladly see him become legendary for all his good work. He'd deserve it, that's for certain.

But Ezio watches her, smiling a little at her motion.] You could make these, si?

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ She didn't hear him at first - and just what did "si" mean anyway? - as she continued to study. But she does finally look up ... at his hands. ] Ya got all your fingers ... [ Her head bows again. The original design was modified! ]

Sure I could make 'em. 's just a matter of gettin' all the tools I need to go workin' whatever metal I can into these.

[alltenfingers]

Aha, si, though I would not have, if Leonardo was any more wicked a friend. [He watches her with a smile.] The original was designed to require the sacrifice of the left ring finger. Mine is only burned, see? [He shows her the scar around his finger, the mark of the Renaissance Assassin.]

Bene. Then focus on the hidden blades and the hook blades. These are what the recruits will need first. I can survive without a hidden gun, for now, but it would be a welcomed addition to my arsenal.

[lilgreasemonkey]

What'd he do? [ she asks after taking a look at the burn scar. Because it sounds like it could be a good story. Do tell. Stories are wonderful. ]

Hang on ... recruits? [ This is a face that says EXPLAIN PLEASE. ] How many sets are we talkin' here? Plus one hidden gun ... one modified prototype of a hidden gun so's you can see how ya like it.

This could get a mite expensive even with usin' the junkyard. An' I need a few more tools- [ she consults the hidden blade and hook blade designs again. But she doesn't look discouraged and like she would decline doing the work. It's a challenge, it looks fun to attempt, everything's all brand new to her. She already knows she'll make do somehow. ]

[alltenfingers]

Mm... it was when I was seventeen. He was twenty four, if I recall, and rather enjoyed tormenting me, all in fun. He told me of how the blade required the sacrifice of a finger and brought me right to the point of nearly cutting off my finger with a meat cleaver. [He says it entirely deadpan. Leonardo was a tease for all of his life.]

Si. [He nods once.] I lead a Brotherhood. We are Assassins, but we fight for the good of the innocent. [He leans on his elbows on the table.] I will need you to make about... twenty of these. We have only fifteen recruits but we may always have more.

[He offers her a smile, shaking his head as he raises his hand to silence her.] You will be paid well for your services, Inventore. Buy what you need in the way of tools and I will reimburse you.

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ Her eyes shine in amusement. ] That's just bad. Real bad. [ And she totally likes this Leonardo guy. ]

Assassins. [ She looks down at the designs again. ] Well ... that does explain how ya went an' surprised me bein' all quiet like. 's kinda like the Cap'n an' Zoe. Well they ain't assassins but they fought in the war with the other Independents. The Browncoats they was called on account of well, their brown coats. They fought the Alliance - the government - for us folks that stood to lose cos of their big plans. I didn't fight in no war but that don't mean I don't think 's a good idea to go fightin' for what's good. Other folks ... I ain't much in a fight. [ she admits with a bit of a laugh. ]

I'll make your sets for ya. An' whatever else ya need. Twenty ya said? I might need to borrow this ... or maybe I could take a picture or two. [ Or several. The details are important after all. ] Suppose this means I got me a real job now. [ She smiles brightly. ]

[alltenfingers]

He was quite the prankster when he wished to be.

[He nods once when she says the word, then listens to her, relieved it seems she has no qualms with the situation.] It sounds as if they did much the same my people do.

[He chuckles slightly, shaking his head.] It is not always about fighting. Without you, we would have no weapons. You are invaluable.

[Ezio nods slightly. She can take the book to copy from, it at least isn't the personal journal Sofia gave him.] You can take it. [He smiles to her.] It would seem so. A real job. [However illegal it is.]

[lilgreasemonkey]

I wish I could've met him somehow.

[ She nods. ] 'cept with guns an' grenades an' well all sorts of other stuff. Nothin' like these.

[ That comment right there? That earns the very nice, attractive old guy a big smile. Which gets even more bright with excitement that she gets to take the book with her. ] I'll get started soon as I figure what I need first. [ She continues to look absolutely not bothered it's illegal in any way. Not very different from life on the ship really. ]

[alltenfingers]

You would have liked him.

[He chuckles faintly and shakes his head.] It is not the weapon but the strength of the person's heart that guides their deeds.

[He nods, then stands to see her out, glad that they have come to an agreement and planning on funding her constantly for the weapons she makes for him and his assassins.]

[lilgreasemonkey]

[ She carefully sets his book on top of her things before picking up her box. Since he has empty hands she lets him get the door. He's all gentlemanly anyway. ] Xie-xie Ezio. For trustin' me with this job. I'll holler at ya on the device, or if I see ya 'round, when I got somethin' ready for ya.