#elrp

@mavisandini

Elenora wasn’t used to sharing, she wasn’t used to doing things on her own, to not having people waiting on her every move- it’s not that she couldn’t handle it, she just didn’t know how to. Coming from a home where she was told how to act, talk, and even dress, so much freedom all at once was proving to be more than a little exhausting for the eighteen-year-old. The brunette sighed loudly as she ran out the small cabin she’d been assigned to, she ran past everyone who was in it, not bothering to answer them when they asked what was wrong. Why would she? It’s not like she should get attached to them, after all, she’s not supposed to stay at that cabin forever, it’s not her place. It’s not where she belongs and that was abundantly clear. She kept walking, pushing through the groups of campers clamed around, attempting to get away from them as fast as she could. Elenora was searching for a place where she could sit alone and not be bothered by anyone and she was trying to get there fast. The girl kept walking for a little longer, past the dining pavilion and straight to the beach. Once there, she sat down on the sand and closed her eyes, she was finally able to breathe- or so she thought. Her peace and quiet was quickly interrupted by the sound of someone walking closer making her let out a loud sigh. “So much for being alone.” She spoke softly, not intending for the other person to hear it. 

ELEVEN LITTLE ROOSTERS.

@oliviablom

“They’re lovely, aren’t they?” Elenora took the blooming dandelion in her hands and brought it closer to her face, her brown eyes examining every little detail of it.  They’re soooo amazing, I used to make wishes every single day. Dandelions are my favorite flower! A soft laughter escaped her lips at the girl’s reply, making her nod her head in reply. “I agree.” She spoke in a hushed tone, almost as if no one needed to listen- which they didn’t. “Should I?” She motioned to the small flower in her hands, brining it closer to her lips in suggestion. Yes! The brunette chuckled, waving her hand in a dismissive manner before speaking up. “Okay, okay!” Once she’d spoken, the brought the dandelion closer to her lips before closing her eyes and preparing herself to blow on it softly. She was so close to making her wish and she would’ve succeeded if she hadn’t been interrupted during the process. She looked up at the cause of her interruption, a little confused. “Hello?”  

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Ezio rolled his eyes, chuckling. “Wow, you’ve never gotten like this before. Kind of interesting.” He stayed where he was with his head against the arm of the couch, a little intimidated by Leonardo’s sudden assertiveness. However, it was a little comforting to him to know that Leonardo was able to act as such.

Rolling his eyes, Leonardo continued his drawing. His temper was starting to simmer, Now completely absorbed in his work. Once he had calmed again he silently sketched with a content smile on his face. Only occasionally looking up at Ezio to get a reference on his features. He found sketching without the pressure of a deadline very relaxing. And the fact that he was sketching Ezio was also a simple pleasure.

Ezio smiled as he relaxed into the couch, closing his eyes. It was nice to sit around after being on the run for such a long time, and it was almost comfortable enough to fall asleep…. And after a few minutes he started to drift, falling partially limp against the cushions.

Leonardo looked up again from his paper and noticed Ezio’s dozing. His eyes softened at the sight and he smiled. ‘Poor Ezio. It must be exhausting hunting templars and running from his enemies..’ He decided to let Ezio sleep for a while. It was a rare sight to see Ezio with his guard down and from this inspiration struck. He put down his drawing and started a new page. As Ezio lightly snored, Leonardo began sketching again in order to catch this rare serenity.

“well I guess you can keep it if you like.”…’It’s not like I don’t have others.’ Leonardo thought with a light blush. He noticed how close they had gotten in the short struggle and took a step back. “It’s just a sketch from memory….Maybe while you’re here, I could do a proper drawing of you.”

“That sounds nice, actually. Can I just relax while you do so?” Ezio grinned, tilting his head to the side. “I’d love to just lay around for a bit.” Ezio looked at the paper in his hand again, smiling a little. “You’re an amazing artist, really. I think I’m actually a little… jealous.” He chuckled.