Unexpected
Apr. 13th, 2012 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
esp_dragonFandom: Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood
Summary: Ezio has been poisoned – the effects are not what he expected them to be…
Rating: PG-13
Contains: Uh, tentacles. XDDD Swearing
Notes: Set…somewhere in Brotherhood. XDD
Fordogmatix's Five Acts post. Fill for Assassin's Creed and Xenophilia.
Genre: General
Word count: 414
Status: Complete?
Ezio hissed, pressing his palm to the oozing wound on his abdomen, feeling short of breath and light-headed. If the guards were starting to use poisons now –he felt far too weak, far too fast for a wound this small- he was going to have to be even more careful to not draw their attention in the first place.
To do that, he would have to wash the blood out his clothes well, Ezio thought with morbid humour, before setting out in public again. There was thankfully not that many people out at this time of night, and the shadows helped to further hide the state that he was in.
He reached the hideout with more ease than he should have but he had more pressing things to worry about.
The door was opened while Ezio was double-checking that he had not been followed, and he went in with a heartfelt sigh. "Thank…" he began, but trailed off in confusion when he realised that there was no-one else in sight.
The door clicked shut behind him.
Ezio whirled around and ignored how much that made his head hurt, ignored how strange the ground suddenly felt below him, his hidden blades out, ready for his attacker.
There was no-one there.
Movement at the bottom of Ezio's vision caught his attention, but when he looked down he saw a skin-coloured limb that was – that was looped and curled, its other end disappearing –
"Desmond! Uh, Desmond, we have a problem here!"
The world started to fall away, piece by piece, and reformed to shape the Villa Auditore ceiling. Blinking a few times to clear the blurriness, Desmond sat up, putting a hand to his forehead. Whatever had been in Ezio's system, it felt like it had passed over into his own. "What's wrong? Was there a glitch or something?"
Shaun's near hysterical laughter made Desmond start and look up at the other man sharply. That was when he realised that that the other assassins were staring at him.
Or, more specifically, his legs.
And Ezio's memory that he had just been experiencing… Desmond could already feel the difference, now that he was paying attention –and how hadn't he noticed that his 'legs' were sprawled over the end of Baby when his feet never reached there?- and there really were tentacles instead of legs there, spread out as if they were trying to take up as much space as hum – much as possble.
"Oh, fuck," Desmond said succinctly.
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Now to ponder if TWCB can also have something to do with this…
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Summary: Ezio has been poisoned – the effects are not what he expected them to be…
Rating: PG-13
Contains: Uh, tentacles. XDDD Swearing
Notes: Set…somewhere in Brotherhood. XDD
For
dogmatix's Five Acts post. Fill for Assassin's Creed and Xenophilia. Genre: General
Word count: 414
Status: Complete?
Ezio hissed, pressing his palm to the oozing wound on his abdomen, feeling short of breath and light-headed. If the guards were starting to use poisons now –he felt far too weak, far too fast for a wound this small- he was going to have to be even more careful to not draw their attention in the first place.
To do that, he would have to wash the blood out his clothes well, Ezio thought with morbid humour, before setting out in public again. There was thankfully not that many people out at this time of night, and the shadows helped to further hide the state that he was in.
He reached the hideout with more ease than he should have but he had more pressing things to worry about.
The door was opened while Ezio was double-checking that he had not been followed, and he went in with a heartfelt sigh. "Thank…" he began, but trailed off in confusion when he realised that there was no-one else in sight.
The door clicked shut behind him.
Ezio whirled around and ignored how much that made his head hurt, ignored how strange the ground suddenly felt below him, his hidden blades out, ready for his attacker.
There was no-one there.
Movement at the bottom of Ezio's vision caught his attention, but when he looked down he saw a skin-coloured limb that was – that was looped and curled, its other end disappearing –
"Desmond! Uh, Desmond, we have a problem here!"
The world started to fall away, piece by piece, and reformed to shape the Villa Auditore ceiling. Blinking a few times to clear the blurriness, Desmond sat up, putting a hand to his forehead. Whatever had been in Ezio's system, it felt like it had passed over into his own. "What's wrong? Was there a glitch or something?"
Shaun's near hysterical laughter made Desmond start and look up at the other man sharply. That was when he realised that that the other assassins were staring at him.
Or, more specifically, his legs.
And Ezio's memory that he had just been experiencing… Desmond could already feel the difference, now that he was paying attention –and how hadn't he noticed that his 'legs' were sprawled over the end of Baby when his feet never reached there?- and there really were tentacles instead of legs there, spread out as if they were trying to take up as much space as hum – much as possble.
"Oh, fuck," Desmond said succinctly.
Now to ponder if TWCB can also have something to do with this…