Le premier amour inconditionnel  22 / 09 / 1920  - 02  / 05 / 2020

Requiescat in pace

EL VIAJE DEFINITIVO

Y yo me iré. Y se quedarán los pájaros cantando; y se quedará mi huerto con su verde árbol, y con su pozo blanco. Todas las tardes el cielo será azul y plácido; y tocarán, como esta tarde están tocando, las campanas del campanario. Se morirán aquellos que me amaron; y el pueblo se hará nuevo cada año; y en el rincon de aquel mi huerto florido y encalado, mi espiritu errará, nostalgico. Y yo me iré; y estaré solo, sin hogar, sin árbol verde, sin pozo blanco, sin cielo azul y plácido... Y se quedarán los pájaros cantando. 

     “Are you busy, darling?” 

              De’ Pazzi has no words appropriate for Auditore ears. When ever Ezio was near her, she found her throat tighten with annoyance and she loses the ability to speak. She was annoyed with his boyish boastful nature, and more importantly, she was annoyed by how her heart skipped a beat, everytime his eyes met hers. Indeed had she been a Man, she would have punched him. but she is a member of the fairer sex, and so she sticks to Glaring. 

 “ Apologies, mate ... but you’ve gone daft.” Blue eyes peer downwards at the wagon of hay his companion is so intensely arguing that they will hit ... weight shifting from one boot to the next as the pirate fights the urge to retreat - to go backwards to whatever sword and spear awaits them. An eagle takes off from its perch, lazily circling to the city below and Killian swallows audibly, teeth clenching in frustration at a foe he can’t quite shake. 

Bloody hell. 

Gaze shifts back to Ezio’s still form. “If we do this, and I bloody survive, you owe me every drink in this damned city.”

The teenager made a noise of surprise and whipped around only to see her dad there instead of a burglar. 

Caught.

Flavia sheepishly looked at her dad in last night’s too-short dress and smudged make up. It was clear from her sunglasses that she might have also been drinking as well but it wasn’t so clear from first glance. She tucked her big coat around her as if that might hide the length of her dress. She was just so fed up of being pretty trapped and treated like a kid all the time! She wanted freedom and to meet her boyfriend again who she had been sure papa didn’t know about.

Hearing the news brought a rush of relief to Clarice. She had continued to insist to everyone, especially to herself, that Lorenzo was alive, but in truth there had been a small part of her that worried about whether or not that was true. It had indeed been so much blood and to survive such a wound was nothing short of a miracle.

“Grazie mille.” she managed to whisper, tears of joy suddenly pricking at her eyes. “I owe you a great debt for saving the life of my husband, the life of my children’s father...”

Dragonetti relaxed at this, he definitely looked surprised, but he was no longer standing in such a defensive position. Clarice stepped closer to Ezio, bowing her head.

“Any amount of florins you may need to hunt down these people, they are yours. If there is anything at all I can provide to further aid your endeavors, let me know and I will provide them.” she insisted. Lifting her head to look at Ezio again, her eyes were brighter now, full of hope and happiness. “If I may request one thing of you, could you take me to Lorenzo? I need to see him. Hold him in my arms. Please, Messer Ezio. ”

Ezio vc : *upset assassin sounds*

requiescatiinpace  asked : "can I kiss you?"

                𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅𝓈  𝒶𝓇𝑒  𝓈𝑜  𝓈𝓁𝑜𝓌,  𝓈𝑜  𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓊𝓁,  𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇  𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓉  𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎  𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇  𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝓎  𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎  𝓉𝑜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈  𝑒𝓏𝒾𝑜 .  his  words  had  surprised  you,  but  once  the  surprise  was  gone  all  that  was  left  inside  you  was  that  need,  the  promise  of  feeling  his  lips  for  the  first  time.  was  that  something  you  wish ?  perhaps  you  had  done  so,  more  than  you  had  realise  until  this  very  moment.  once  close  enough  you  lean  foward  enough  for  you  to  felt  ezio  breath  brushing  against  your  skin.             ❝   do  you  believe  you  still  need  to  ask  for  such ?   ❞