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Impervious Fragility 8/?

[(Anonymous)]

“That I can do- Set him down in the chair, and out of the sling.” He motioned to one near a table as he moved to a bench. He fiddled amongst the bottles there until he found the one he was looking for. He hurried back and handed the small bottle to Giovanni. “Get him to drink that, for the pain. But putting the shoulder back in should provide the most immediate relief. Hold him steady so he can’t jerk.” The assassin’s position themselves around him to help brace. Giovanni took his good hand in a firm grip.

Leonardo moved to Ezio’s right side, placing on hand on the elbow and another on the wrist. “Ezio. I’m going to try rotating it so see in that works. If that doesn’t there is another way by laying on the floor… Don’t fight and don’t give into the pain Ezio, okay?”

The master assassin nodded. “Just do it Leo!” The moment Leonardo slowly started rotating the pain flared back up, almost as bad as when it first dislocated. His grip on Giovanni’s hand became deadly as the muscles in the arm spasmed and colourful curses in several languages escaped him. He could hear his love softly whispering encouragement when, after an eternity, the shoulder slid back into place with a dull pop. Luckily some of the assassins were holding his knees, or he would have kicked someone in the wave of relief that spread over him.

“There, a quick fix.” Leonardo smiled and patted Ezio on the arm. “Unfortunately, my friend, the next part might be even worse.” He continued as he readjusted the sling back on the arm. “Get a real sling from a dottore as soon as possible. It can take as little as 4 weeks but all the way up to and past 12 weeks to completely heal. Don’t allow him to use his arm as he would with all his normal activities, as that will take it longer to heal, but don’t keep it entirely immobile, or the arm will be very weak. Small things at first, then let him work his way back up to normal. I can’t be sure about writing, he could do it but someone might have to take over for part of the day.”

Ezio started when he realized that Leonardo wasn’t instructing him, he was instructingGiovanni in how to take care of him. The young assassin was nodded with each new recommendation, obviously committing them to memory. And by the look on his friend’s face he wasn’t instructing a student to take care of a teacher; Leonardo knew! “Leonardo!”

Leonardo chuckled and finally turned back to him. “Hush, my friend. It’s about time you got some…rest. You’ve earned it. And I approve of this…rest.” He grinned as he used the words that Ezio had once used concerning Salai.

Said assistant choose that time to appear at the doorway, naked. He yawn and rubbed at one eye. “Who is it this time Leonardo?” The subsequent reactions were…interesting. Only two did not react. One who kissed a lovers cheek and whispered into the other’s ear, and the other who received it. “I’m glad you’re okay, tesoro. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you~”
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It took only three days for Ezio to start going mad. While a dislocated shoulder didn’t seem as bad as a gunshot, stab, or leg wound, it was almost just as debilitating… And just as bad as that was how everyone hovered. They were everywhere! ‘Happening’ to drop by to see how he was doing, fetching him things the moment he’d mention them, seeming to be placed wherever he’d try to go as if he’d just keel over and they’d have to catch him.

If he tried to show some of the younger recruits the best way to hold or use a weapon as he watched over lessons, others would remind him not to fight with the arm. When he came into eat they tried to give him things that were easy or could be eaten entirely with one hand (there had even been whispers of someone else feeding him!). And still others didn’t want him climbing or trying to get something out of reach.

“Don’t be so harsh, Ezio. In many ways the Brotherhood is a family, and as it would be in a family, you’re papa~.” Giovanni had offered one morning as he helped Ezio dress. He…admitted in return it did make sense, but did Giovanni see him as only a father figure? The young man’s immediate blush and denial had made his morning.