A/N: I don't own Soul Calibur, Namco does…which sucks
Ivy decided to visit the resident mechanical samurai, Yoshimitsu. He was the closest one to him and she had questions that needed to be answered. She knocked on his door. After a few seconds, Yoshimitsu answered the door.
"Ivy?"
"I need to ask you a few questions," Ivy relied and held up the two poems she received. Yoshimitsu nodded and ushered Ivy into his humble abode. His house was very much like anyone could have guessed, complete with low tables, a hearth, and knockwood. He offered Ivy to sit and have some tea and grabbed a magnifying glass. Ivy sipped the tea and gave the papers to Yoshimitsu.
"Yes," the samurai mused, "This definitely his handwriting."
"I want you to tell me everything you know about him," Ivy said leaning towards Yoshimitsu. The samurai looked up from the magnifying glass.
Voldo clutched his cloak; the cold still affected him. He wrapped the cloak around him tighter. His pearl white eyes stared into the night sky. He crossed himself and said the Lord's Prayer in Latin. He wondered how long it will take Ivy to reach Venice.
"His master removed his blessing," Yoshimitsu said.
"How would you know," Ivy replied.
"I've known him for quite some time and the first poem is more morbid and sad than the other one, and desperate."
Ivy gave Yoshimitsu a quizzical look.
"See here," the samurai leaned over the table to he and Ivy could see the poem, " 'Love me in the dark/In our blue room/Where there is no sun for us/My love,/Blind me/Kill me/In our blue ro'- wait, what's this?" Yoshimitsu gave the poem a closer look. "Have a look at this," he said to Ivy.
Ivy leaned over and looked at the spot where Yoshimitsu pointed out. It looked like a water mark. "What type of water mark is that?"
"That's not a water mark, it's a tear stain."
"What are you inquiring?"
"He was crying when he wrote this."
Silence ensued. Yoshimitsu spoke up after a few minutes of silence. "I think you should see him."
"Where can I find him?"
"Venice, Italy. That's all I can tell you."
Ivy gathered her things and thanked the mechanical samurai and headed off towards the City of Water and Romance.
"Good luck, Isabella Valentine," Yoshimitsu whispered as Ivy walked off, "I pray that your journey will not be in vain."