|P-P-Please look? For the sake of Kriss?|
Chance EncounterThe sun began to set over Venice, Italy. Another day in the Renaissance ended, only to give birth to the Renaissance night. Lively chatter buzzed beneath as another party began to take life. Ezios target would not be inside another one of these parties. He would be hanging out on the edge of it, watching. These people didnt like to interact much with the Venetian crowd as much as they used to. Perhaps it was because they knew that their life was at risk?Chance Encounter by Chuushiri
The young assassin crept along the rooftops. His eyes were focused on observing the scene, calculating how quickly he could assassinate and get out without being caught. He stopped and tentatively looked over the edge into an alleyway. It was dark and empty. Perfect.
He leaped onto a nearby ledge and began to crawl downwards. The shadows covered him well, enveloping his descending form with black veils. Ezio let go of the ledge when he was only a few feet off the ground, landing with a thump. Thankfully, these Venetian gath
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