Things Fall Apart( for bladeinthecrowd)

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It had started a while ago in Gotham. At least for Cedric and Ivy it had. Now dog and owner were separated. Cedric had found his way into the Nexus. For him it wasn't very hard. For a dog he was both fairly smart and held a decent memory. He was looking and sniffing around for someone who he deemed 'nice'.

And of course Altair was nice. He would probably pat Cedric. And notice the fairly fresh blood matted into his upper shoulder and the stains around his muzzle. He had been in a tussle and was seeking attention because right now Ivy was in no shape to stick her nose out and notice he had been beaten up a bit too. After all Cedric would never willingly let any harm come to Ivy. She was the nice lady who fed him and took such good care of him after all.

(( OOC NOTE: This is for future ploty fun times for anyone who happens to be following this. In Gotham that is.))

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Ivy wants to argue. She really does. But at the same time she wants him to stay because she's afraid of what could happen if anyone gets past the security system. Though she is full aware it's easy to get around it.

"It's that way for many people," Ivy admits. Then she frowns in his direction. "Take care of things? Altair. The system that is here is not perfect. The city is in trouble but you just can't...You can't take justice like that into your own hands."

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Altaїr laughed. Just plain out, fully laughed. As he finished a snideful smirk stayed in play on his lips. "Oh? What do you think that Bat-person is doing?"

The Assassin shook his head. "No. I'm staying, and I'll do as I please. That's that. If you want me to find my own way, then I will. But I'm not leaving this city until I've done my piece."

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"Doing the same thing. Just differently than...Look. I know I can't stop you. But do you know how these people work? You raise the stakes? So will they. The weapons in this place are different, Altair. More dangerous." Ivy's tone had changed. She wasn't very upset with him.

But it was hard. She knew she couldn't stop him. And it did hurt a little. How exactly can she stop him? There's no way she could. And he's not in the system here so she can't try to point that out.

"What if...What if what you plan to do changes nothing? If one mob boss is taken out another will rise up to take his place. That's how things go with them. Most of them won't even care." And most of all she doesn't want him hurt because of her. She won't say that out loud though. She's not sure if he'll understand that.

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Even if he did understand, he wouldn't take it under consideration. He had been playing this "game" his entire life. Had been raised to hunt his prey, make the strike, and deal with the consequences when they came. If another arose...

"Then I take care of that garbage as well," Altaїr told Ivy. Altaїr stared at Ivy hard. Hard enough that he knew she could feel it even if she couldn't see it. "And what do you do? You told me once... what a 'lawyer' does... isn't that the same goal? Do you have no hope of your own profession?" He was being snide now, he knew it, but he didn't care so long as he made his point.

And the point was... "The different weapons don't matter; the stakes are the same. Nothing is more dangerous than a game of life and death. I have been trained in it. All it will take is a bit of adjusting. I am fully aware of that. I will not loose." ...he would get the job done. He always did.

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"I do! I just don't want...I don't want you getting hurt because of this. I've accepted that I'll always have to deal with being a target of some kind. Personal attacks, people trying to kill me...All of that. It's why I don't have anyone close in the city. For their sakes."

Ivy leaned forward covering her face with her hands. She wanted to tell him things were different. That killing wasn't necessary. And that he might have to fight this Batman every step of the way.

"Altair. I know you'll just do this no matter what I try telling you. But damn it. Be careful. Please." The concern coloring her voice is there. But she can't look in his direction. She's just upset he's going to do this and he won't listen. She doesn't have the right words to tell him why she thinks this is a bad idea.

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Altaїr considered Ivy's words. Only once before in his life had he ever met a woman that compelled him to something for a cause, while related to his duty as an Assassin, purely for himself in the long run. He had failed her. He still owned up on that promise...

"Ivy," he said softly, but firmly. "I know the stakes more than even you. Do you honestly think that someone in my profession couldn't? I have been isolated for a lot longer time period than you could ever imagine." He had had the brotherhood, that was true, but even they had forsaken him for so long. "I will admit to you, Ivy, that I am a wanted man. My life is always in danger. No matter if they kill me on sight, or capture me--for the death penalty after torture. I know the consequences. They have been ingrained in my mind for--forever."

He paused. He adjusted one of his gauntlets; looked back up. "I am always careful." Then he smiled humorlessly; a smile that held a secret. "I am No One. They cannot find me." He did not know just how double a statement that was in this world--there were no records, no legal documents, no fingerprints, no anything to match him to. Nor would there ever be.

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Ivy doesn't sniffle. She;'s going to try and stay calm here. She has to because as far as she can tell he's staying calm.

"No. I probably couldn't." She inclined her head just a bit not lifting it though. Just tilting her head his way. "It makes sense. The...time period you...are from compared to this one? It's...It's very different. But some things of course remain the same."

Ivy removes her hands and shakes her head. She won't tell him bout that. "I'm sorry. I suppose I worry too much. It's probably because I know I can't do anything. Right now anyways."