Nicolina was muttering to herself as she wandered down the darkened streets of Venice. The flaming  brothel was back in the distance, along with the sounds of panic and smell of smoke. Still, Nicolina was steaming; she was angry. Angry with herself and angry with what had happened. She should have moved swifted, quicker, and should have just ended the bastards life then and there. Her necessity for information was going to be the death of her, literately. If she had stayed any longer, the assassin may have regained his senses, or the smoke would have killed her.<br/><br/>Growling, Nicolina turned down another ally way, muttering about her mentor who would have her hind if she didn't kill the damn Assassin. She heard footsteps on the roof and stopped talking entirely. There were two sets of footsteps. Only a few people walked on the roofs. Taking a quick deep breath, Nicolina took off down the street. The footsteps quickened behind her. Pulling a knife from her belt, Nicolina glanced back and tossed one at the Assassin gaining on her. They dodged it effortlessly, of course, but it managed to throw off the man's momentum.<br/><br/>The second assassin jumped down, and Nicolina caught a flash of silver in the moonlight. Moving quickly, Nicolina avoided a deathly blow, but the knife still sliced into her shoulder. Swinging backwards, Nicolina had another knife in her hand, and managed to catch the second assain in the arm. Good, that was one down. Now she could see how quickly the doctors potion would work.<br/><br/>The first assassin wasn't too far behind his partner,  jumping down and looking Nicolina over carefully. She was still gripping the bloody and posioned blade in her hand. A soft thud behind her, told Nicolina the posion had worked well. A smirk tugged onto her face as she saw the first Assassin's attention taken away. With her left hand, Nicolina move quickly and tossed a knife at the man. He doged it quickly, and while he was focused on avoiding the blade, Nicolina took off again.<br/><br/>She ran quickly, but for how long she wasn't quite sure. She just knew that after a few seconds, she didn't hear anyone behind her. Pressing herself against a wall in the shadow. Taking a few breaths, Nicolina managed to get her heart beat in check and she blew a strand of hair from her face.<br/>She sucked in a breath as her shoulder throbbed painfully. Gripping it, Nicolina could feel the blood gushing from her fingers. Damn, she needed this shoulder treated. Great, another trip to the good Doctor. Groaning, Nicolina pushed herself off the wall and wandered back down the street towards the doctors' store.<br/><br/>She figured, that with the burning brothel, the doctor's stall would still be open. However, she didn't need to be seen by anyone else. Finding the back of the building, Nicolina nudged the door open slowly.<br/>"Doctor, I have need of your services again." She called from the door, cautious of the man's reaction to someone walking in. Nicolina had enough of greeting tonight with the ease-dropping assassins, she didn't need to get impaled by the doctor.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>Renaldo turned as he was spoken too and he bowed his head respectfully.<br/>"I was...wandering about the streets, and I heard mention of Isaiah. The Templars apparently have a bounty on his head." Renaldo explained, though he was leaving out the detail about his sister entirely. It would not end well if word spread that he was related to a Templar; even if she did think him dead.<br/><br/>"I was merely hoping to warn him before it was too late, however, something else came up." Renaldo said, rubbing the back of his neck gently as his mind wandered back to Alexandra and Emanuel's family. He was hoping they made it out safely. He would have to do a little digging once Alexandra came back with any information about the Templars who were threathening the family.<br/><br/>There was a small ruccus at the door that caught Renaldo's attention and drew him back into reality. Someone was calling for help while carrying another inside.<br/>It took him merely a moment to realized that the man being carried inside was gravely injured. His face was pale beyond reason, and there was blood running down his arm. It seemed almost as if the man was already dead.<br/>"What happened?" Someone asked as room was made for the man to be laid out.<br/>"He was stabbed by a Templar." The man who was well replied. "He said he was fine, but then he started acting strangely, and could hardly walk."<br/><br/>That ran a warning in Renaldo's mind. He held up a hand to Fredrick to excuse himself before wandering over to the injured man.<br/>"Who was it that attacked the two of you?" Renaldo asked as he pulled away the man's armor. The wounded Assassin was barely breathing, and had broken out in a cold sweat.<br/>"A woman. She was talking about killing one of our members." was the answer. Renaldo sighed heavily and shook his head as he looked over the wound; Nicolina.<br/>"The blade must have been poisoned." Renaldo guessed. "Going straight to a doctor would have been better than bringing him here. Unless someone is a doctor, there is little can be done." Renaldo said softly