кαуℓєє ƒяує (lilgreasemonkey) wrote in mandalus, @ 2013-06-11 21:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | kaylee frye |
✿ 06 | video
[ When the video starts up the angle is really off-kilter. This is the view a phone sees when someone's hand is just hanging at their side, clutching the device. From what can be picked up by the camera it's a lovely view. An open park space in the Venetian District, given the architecture of the one building that barely shows in the background.
To Kaylee it's currently the worst sight in the city.
There should be a building here. A training ring. A fountain at the bottom of the steps with an ornate assassin symbol on the stone wall face.
It's all gone, along with one name in the contacts list. Her 'brother'.
The view shifts as she slowly walks towards the only oddity in the open space. There is a large trunk with a smaller, ornate box and a duffel bag on top of it. Beside the trunk is the little bot Tony made her for Christmas. She moves the duffel so she can sit down heavily on the trunk. These are all her things, though what's in the ornate box she doesn't know, and honestly doesn't care to investigate at the moment. She will later, once she's composed herself enough to figure how to move all her things across the city to ... somewhere. For now it's probably just best she deal with her phone since it's turned on and all. She takes a deep breath. ]
For ... for those of ya that knew him, Desmond Miles has [ sniff ] gone on back home. [ She doesn't want to think about what that really means for him. Same as she pushed away what it meant when Clay was sent away. When Ezio's turn came. ]