[ WEEK THREE ]

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WEEK THREE

CURRENT POPULATION: 35 It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings. ... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours! Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss. This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.

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[bittybat]

[Too late. He's already climbed this far.] Va bene, vecchio.

[He lays the small blade against one of the ropes and starts carefully sawing.] You looked like you needed some help.

[combattente]

I-

[He holds back saying anything else and instead focuses on the task at hand.]

Fine. It'll go by quicker.

[It's definitely not the time for this, but he still mutters,]

I'm not that old...

[bittybat]

"Though my body is afflicted, my mind shall be unafflicted." [Near the last few threads of rope, Damian switches the knife between hands and lets the weight ripped through the rest of the way. But he holds the rope as long as he can, laid out across the branch on his chest to try to get the body as lower as possible before it drops.

It's still too high up in the tree for it be decent. But making someone stand down to catch is dangerous. He's frowning when he sits back up.]

It's a Buddhist teaching.

[combattente]

[Since now isn't the time to argue with a ten year old about his sensitivities surrounding his age, Ezio ignores him as he lets the rope go.]

I can get the last one. You should go. See if someone can help us with- [He sighs] with another funeral, I suppose.

[bittybat]

[Damian frowns down below them. He stands up on the branch, but makes no move to get down.] I can wait, Auditore.

Cut them down.

[combattente]

Ezio. [He corrects with a huff. But he does as Damian says and cuts the last rope, letting the final corpse hit the ground.]

There. You can get down from here now.

[bittybat]

[Before even beginning to get down, Damian peers at Ezio, quiet.]

I'm not a child. I've seen worse than this. [A pause.] They'll have justice.

[combattente]

Regardless of age, you shouldn't have to. What we have been through does not make this alright or even easier. I would feel the same way were I speaking to anyone else here.

[And that's mostly true, since he does sorta have a soft spot for kids. Petruccio had only been a little older than him...]

They will. I'll make sure of it.