Anon's Note(s): I'm sorry it's not AltMal but LeoMuse wanted to have some fun, and EzioMuse just encouraged it. Shamelessly. First Part of... not sure how many. Unbeta'd. Also, just so you know, that first paragraph is about me as well as Leo.
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Milano was a nice enough city, although Leonardo was more partial to Firenze and Venezia. At least the Duca was a patient man, and not prone to hissy fits if Leonardo's Muse bade him take extra time crafting his art. And, sadly, that is what happened with the Duca's great Cavallierre - Leonardo made sketches, was unhappy with them, and made more and more sketches. And at the same time took on further commissions to keep himself in good fortune, thus taking his creative juices and spending it where he shouldn't, thus furthering the procrastination cycle.
Leonardo was seated in his workshop, examining several sketches of horses in motion and at reat, smiling fondly at the memory of Ezio cantering around Monteriggioni with endless patience and boundless enthusiasm so that Leonardo would have plenty to work from. And yet, today, none of them were right for Leonardo's Muses.
One of his assistants came up to his worktable, and coughed hesitantly.
"Scusi, Maestro?"
"Yes, Vincenzo? What is it?"
"Maestro, a message has arrived for you. By carrier pigeon."
Leonardo raised his eyebrows. He knew of nobody that used messenger birds - except...
"What does it say? The message? Who is it from?"
"There is no name on it, Maestro..." Vincenzo hesitated, uncertain.
"But the message itself?"
"It says: Stop procrastinating! I want to hold you in my arms once more. That is all it says, Maestro, I will show you if it offends you-"
Leonardo waved away the youth's anxieties. "It is quite alright, Vincenzo. I know precisely who sent that note to me. Will the birs take a return message?"
"I think so."
"Good. Tell him: I will if you promise to be careful. I will think of you this night.
Fill: Ezio/Leonardo Title: Short + Sweet 1/?
Character(s)/Pairing: Ezio/Leonardo
Anon's Note(s): I'm sorry it's not AltMal but LeoMuse wanted to have some fun, and EzioMuse just encouraged it. Shamelessly. First Part of... not sure how many. Unbeta'd. Also, just so you know, that first paragraph is about me as well as Leo.
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Milano was a nice enough city, although Leonardo was more partial to Firenze and Venezia. At least the Duca was a patient man, and not prone to hissy fits if Leonardo's Muse bade him take extra time crafting his art. And, sadly, that is what happened with the Duca's great Cavallierre - Leonardo made sketches, was unhappy with them, and made more and more sketches. And at the same time took on further commissions to keep himself in good fortune, thus taking his creative juices and spending it where he shouldn't, thus furthering the procrastination cycle.
Leonardo was seated in his workshop, examining several sketches of horses in motion and at reat, smiling fondly at the memory of Ezio cantering around Monteriggioni with endless patience and boundless enthusiasm so that Leonardo would have plenty to work from. And yet, today, none of them were right for Leonardo's Muses.
One of his assistants came up to his worktable, and coughed hesitantly.
"Scusi, Maestro?"
"Yes, Vincenzo? What is it?"
"Maestro, a message has arrived for you. By carrier pigeon."
Leonardo raised his eyebrows. He knew of nobody that used messenger birds - except...
"What does it say? The message? Who is it from?"
"There is no name on it, Maestro..." Vincenzo hesitated, uncertain.
"But the message itself?"
"It says: Stop procrastinating! I want to hold you in my arms once more. That is all it says, Maestro, I will show you if it offends you-"
Leonardo waved away the youth's anxieties. "It is quite alright, Vincenzo. I know precisely who sent that note to me. Will the birs take a return message?"
"I think so."
"Good. Tell him: I will if you promise to be careful. I will think of you this night.
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TBC