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[uccide]

Day: 107
Characters: Ciel (monophthalmus) and Ezio (uccide)
Summary: Malik insisted Ezio visit Ciel for a reason Ezio is still unsure about.
When: NIGHT - not too long after the doors have unlocked.
Where: Cell 011.
Status: Closed; incomplete.

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[monophthalmus]

Ciel was settled on the bed, sitting with his back against the wall. His legs were not quite long enough to reach the floor from this position, and so he had them stretched out across the mattress, crossed in a vague semblance of his usual pose for conducting business.

"Mr. Auditore."

The boy nodded in the direction of the door when it opened, by way both of greeting and of answering the man's question. His frame moved forward some on the bed as he said as much. This moved him helpfully into the soft light coming in through the door...and made the urge to drift to sleep against the cold wall and hard mattress a little weaker. Late nights were not a strength of his.

"Come in and have a seat. It didn't sound like our contact gave you any details, so we need to discuss matters, before anything else. He didn't tell you anything?"

[uccide]

It all seemed safe enough - for how young the boy was, surreal as that made the situation, he seemed very businesslike, and at least ready to share a little more information. Ezio kept the door slightly open anyway, just in case he had to dash back out for any reason, and approached Ciel. He glanced around the room and pulled up the chair, marveling quietly at the size and function of the room as compared to his own cell. Of course the less dangerous patients received better treatment, but still.

"I don't know anything." He shook his head slightly but kept the hood up, not willing to lower it just yet. "Only that you have need of me, and that I am to fulfill this mission and bring the results back to him." Though what a child would need of him was unusual. A way out? They all wanted a way out. He gave Ciel a long, careful look from under his hood, eyes flicking toward the door every so often.

[monophthalmus]

"It's not much more complicated than that."

Ciel half-considered not explaining it all, yet. The task was a simple one, and it would save time to head out now, instead of working through the man's possible questions and worries. But he might balk at treatment like that. Ah, well.

"I want a look inside the staff's offices here - one of the doctors'. The guards don't seem to pay attention to the patients' cells at night, but we don't know how closely they watch the other parts of the asylum. So, someone needs to keep a look-out and handle anyone who interrupts my search."

The youth lifted himself off the bed, now, slowly standing up. He could hardly look down at Ezio even from this position, but the change couldn't hurt.

"Can you manage that?"

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What Ciel was proposing seemed simple enough, and one that Ezio was used to, as well. Simple infiltration and information retrieval ... he'd distracted guards before, slipped by and taken what he needed. Even if it wouldn't be him doing the searching, he could provide protection, couldn't he? Of course he could. He was an assassino, even if it had only been four years since he began to learn their ways.

Four years could lead to a lot of knowledge.

"Yes, without a problem." Or so he assumed. Of course he could fight with his bare hands, but he still missed the presence of the hidden blade. "The doctors would be away from their offices at night, presumably, but in the off-chance the one you investigate is, do you intend to call off the search?" It didn't hurt to know ahead of time what to expect, where they were going to go.