Re: World-Valencia

[Ulysses Septimus]

Once she opened her eyes again, she was standing on the top of a building in Granchia, Valencia.

Both of her hands are now encased in black leather gloves, herself dressed in the elaborate black and red robes and armor she had seen in the vision in the Apple, hood pulled over her head.

Upon closer inspection, it is revealed that her arsenal of weapons consisted of two Hidden Blades, a pair of swords, as well as a Hookblade (used for climbing and navigating), and the Hidden Gun.

Not only that, Ulysses' reflection stared back at her, reflected from the Hidden Blade bracer.

"Can you hear me, Commodore?"Cristobal's voice echoed, loud and clear in her mind.

[Sydney Underhill]

I can. She thought, not wanting to speak out loud, as she did not know if she was supposed to. Am I able to answer rhetorically?

[Ulysses Septimus]

((XD sorry Im on school wifi so may be slow))
"As long as you can hear me, everything is according to plan."Crstobal replied, "now do you see that building across from the one you are on right now? We will learn what you can do first, then I will give you a target. "

[Sydney Underhill]

I see it, Sydney confirmed, turning her head so that the building that Cristobal had mentioned came into her view. I'd have to jump, wouldn't I? The ledges of the rooftops are rather separated.

[Ulysses Septimus]

"Yes, have no fear, you will be alright: take a few steps back and run, jump once you are near the edge, trust in this body's ability... Tell yourself you can do this!" Cristobal confirmed, "this is the first of all freerunning moves, called long jump, we can learn the rest later."

[Sydney Underhill]

Alright then... Strangely enough, Sydney felt much more confident now than she would have in her own body. The Admiral had a thin build, unlike her own awkward shape, and she knew that the ability was already "programmed" into this body that she had borrowed.

Sprinting forward, she leaped over the ledge, landing squarely on her feet on the opposite roof.

[Ulysses Septimus]

"Good."The old Assassin approved, "now find a way to get down to the ground, don't be afraid to use some extreme moves, just don't do anything foolish."

[Sydney Underhill]

Hmm... Sydney scanned the area around her, taking a mental note of anything that could aid her to get down from the roof she was now on. This body could handle extreme demands, she now knew, and was glad that she had at least figured that part out.

Skirting along the edge of the rooftop, or the overhang, as some called it, Sydney let herself drop sideways, grabbing the ledge of a window and using it to swing her feet towards the wall of the building which she had started on, kicking off of it into a flip before her feet hit the ground.

[Ulysses Septimus]

"Well done, now I will give you a target: your mission is to find him and kill him with what you have, preferably without attracting too much attention."Cristobal emphasized the word "preferably", showing he didn't really care if the mission would end in carnage. "Sending objective right now."

A hologram appeared before her, projected from the bracer on her left arm-

It was those of a man with black hair and a full mustache: "Casmir, leader of the Resistance."

[Sydney Underhill]

Alright...but where to start? Sydney looked around the streets, shadowed by the rows of tall buildings. There were not many people out and about, as it had been when she had snuck into Granchia many months ago as a privateer of the Resistance. Is there possibly a more efficient method of search than checking every window of every building?

Sydney, having never been given a stealth mission before in her life, was a complete stranger to the concept.

[Ulysses Septimus]

"You can eavesdrop on the Armada officers around the area; asking them out in the open would arouse too much suspicion in the inhabitants around the area... Or you can go the way Ulysses did, which is observing the others with his 'gift' to find him."

[Sydney Underhill]

His...gift?

Was this not one of the physical abilities in his possession that she was to learn?

[Ulysses Septimus]

"It's called Eagle Sense: it is the Sixth Sense, you could say. Once it is activated, foes would glow red, allies blue, and targets gold, though with Eagle Sense, one could also predict the trails their foes will take, or retrace them with extreme precision."The old Assassin's voice replied, "However, I have to mention, this power can also be passed on through the bleeding effect from the Animus...


Try closing your eyes and reach out with your mind..."

[Sydney Underhill]

Although the concept seemed quite bizzare to her, Sydney closed her eyes and concentrated.

Okay, I'm supposed to 'reach out' now...let's see...think of your enemies, think of transparency...your enemies are open and transparent to you... She rhetorically told herself, repeating it over and over in her head like some sort of sacred mantra.

After a minute, as she wanted to be perfectly sure, Sydney opened her--well, not her--eyes, only to see that there were several red and blue figures walking about, but no gold.

[Ulysses Septimus]

"Excellent, now see if you can find him. "

[Sydney Underhill]

Keeping to the shadows cast by the overhangs of the buildings, Sydney carefully moved along the alleyway which she had landed in.

No gold yet...just red and blue.

[Ulysses Septimus]

The engineer was silent: outside in the real world, he was watching intently, as to imitate the real missions more since in a real assassination, she would be totally alone, with her provided weapons and her wit as well as the other Assassins in the area for help.

"The Commodore shows great promise, wouldn't you say, Mentor?"Ulysses emerged from another chamber, in the very set of robes and armor Sydney had been placed into within the Animus.

"Indeed she does,"Cristobal replied without turning his eyes away from the computer's monitor, "such power, energy, and strength, she has what it takes to become even deadlier than Altair! But most of them she hasn't even realized she is capable of..."

Ulysses arched an eyebrow, "For example?"

"She has a natural talent for close quarter combat," the old Assassin smiled, appreciatively, "as well as everything a master Assassin would know."

Meanwhile, back in the Animus, a new building came into sight, one with several marines on guard at the entrance, and musketeers patrolling the boarders... Somewhere inside, stood a golden silouhette...

[Sydney Underhill]

It's there!

Her adrenaline levels shot up alarmingly at that precise moment when the gold-glowing figure came into her line of vision.

Even though it was far off in the distance, she had finally spotted her target, and now, the fun part could begin.

[Ulysses Septimus]

The problem is though, the golden target is within a house heavily guarded by Armada troopers: as a political prisoner, it was needless to say that Casmir would be guarded to create the ruse he was still their valued king.

And she needs to do it without attracting too much attention.

[Sydney Underhill]

This is certainly a problem now, isn't it?

Engaging the Armada clockworks in combat was absolutely out of the question. Even if she were to attempt, she would find that she would be unable to let herself harm, as she put it, such beautiful beings.

Instead, she slipped sideways into the narrow alleyway between two buildings, the space just wide enough to fit her "borrowed" body into. The stones on the wall of the building directly in front of her were uneven, and several of them protruded one or two inches from the rest of the structure.

Good.

The Armada Commodore soon realized that by bracing her back against the wall and hooking her (now much stronger) hands onto the stones, she could scale the wall quite quickly and soon found herself back on the rooftops, surprised at how effortless it was with this body.

[Ulysses Septimus]

Now on the rooftops, she could see that the courtyard was entirely unprotected, which meant once she makes it inside, the target would be at her complete mercy.

Around her, the buildings around the house which her target was in had roofs that were spaced apart but would lead her right inside if she was careful enough, by jumping them and landing on the top of the walls.

[Sydney Underhill]

Sydney knew exactly what she had to do next, as now that she was on the rooftops, it was painfully obvious to her.
Taking a single step back to get some kind of momentum, Sydney sprinted forwards and leapt from one building to the next, getting as close as she possibly could to the building containing the golden silhouette before jumping towards it, landing directly on top of the leftmost wall.

[Ulysses Septimus]

Everything was quiet, except for maybe the occassional clanking and shifting of gears by the clockworks who patrolled the boarders of the house, but other than that, there was no other sound.

Before Sydney now stands the large house, its sides filled with balconeys, and several protruding bricks for handholds and footholds.

[Sydney Underhill]

Sydney paused, but only for a brief second before letting herself drop onto the railing of one of the balconies.

[Ulysses Septimus]

The golden silouhette shifted, as if sensing her presence outside.

"Prepare yourself."Cristobal's voice spoke, "show me what you know, and how you plan to handle this one."As if on cue, the weapons equipped started to shine, like they were fighting to be chosen as the tool of destruction.

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