Friki-chan

 Ezio hated being captured. He really, really hated it. He'd actually been keeping up a rather good streak lately. With the exception of one sloppy move a year back in San Marco (during which he'd escaped with two new fans and an interesting story), he'd been pretty much untouchable. Nobody went after the infamous Assassin, despite bountiful promises of reward from the church for his apprehension. And yet here he lay, bound, gagged, and partially seasick, with nothing to do but wonder what had gone wrong. The Auditore cringed, trying to free his mind from the drug's hazy grip. It was still night and he was still on a boat, as evidenc