So stay, I know you gotta be tired

[justblendin]

WHO: Ezio Auditore
WHERE: House 7 + Around The Village
WHEN: March 5 - March ???
OPEN TO: One Closed Prompt + One Open Prompt
WARNINGS: Nothing at the moment

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Arriving back in this place hadn't been nearly as shocking to the system the second time around as it had been the first. What had been shocking, however, was finding her clamoring to get out of the freezing fountain alongside him.

It had been his intention to check on her, to give her a couple of days to settle in, perhaps, to get over the fact that she was no longer in her - their world any longer, before approaching her, not knowing if his presence would be welcomed or if it would only make things harder.

At least until he had been whisked away again, this time for a two-week journey through the desert and grasslands. It had yielded him some good wilderness experience and a new creature called an antelope dog which he was gradually trying to tame and earn the trust of.

It had also given him a small bouquet of yellow and purple Forget Me Nots, the scent of which had drawn him in the instant he had come across them, a strange mixture of roses and warmth that he associated with his mother and sister. They were hardly as grand as anything he might be able to find for her at home, but he had picked a few of the best looking ones, carefully wrapping them in a spare piece of cloth, ensuring they would survive he journey back.

Which was how he had come to arrive on her doorstep, flowers in hand, and a small basket filled with fresh bread and various other foods he had found around the village. They could hardly have a picnic outside, with everything all slushy and melting, but perhaps she would enjoy having a meal with him in front of the fire.




Ezio could easily be found in a few places around the village, depending on the time of day. The Smith, of course, checking in on Leonardo, making sure he ate and slept and didn't overwork himself. The Inn where he tended to go to have lunch so that he and Lucy wouldn't have to cook two meals. And on various roof tops in the late afternoon and evenings, practicing parkour and free running, although the distance between some of them made the jumps rather risky and dangerous. He still hadn't found a good place to do Leaps of Faith, but he has suspiciously begun hoarding what looked like a pile of hay.

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[lostpoetry]

One minute they where there together and then the next... Sofia was on her own. She didn’t know many yet, had met with a young man claiming to be Ezio’s descendent, though she was still very unsure even if they both carried the same scar at their lips in the exact same spot. How bizarre. As she’d been left to her own devices some time after arriving here, Sofia had kept mostly to her house with some trips to the inn and the library, spending a lot of her time in the latter and enjoying the finds, taking in as much knowledge as she could.

“Ezio?” The door was opened to reveal him. Sofia looked him over, as if seeing him for the first time, and then stepped back to let him inside. She was so relieved to see him alive and well. “Come in come in. Carità, what has been going on? How have you been?"

She refrained from asking him where he'd been all this time, not one to check in to the wrist device for any networking messages.

[justblendin]

While he had been bracing himself for some sort of lecture - it was exactly the sort of his thing his mother or Claudia would have done if he had suddenly disappeared without giving them even the slightest idea as to where he was going - what he gets instead makes something flutter deep within his chest. Something soft and delicate, like butterfly wings - and he knows that feeling. Knows it so well that he doesn't even need to stop to think about what it might be.

"Mi dispiace, mia cara. I did not mean to worry you." Slipping past her as he speaks, out of the cold and into the warmth of the house. "It seems as if this place likes to misplace people. It had already done so once before."

But at least then it hadn't just been him and Malik out camping and hunting down salamanders.

[lostpoetry]

"Where did you go?" The door is closed behind him and she steps back, hands tucked in the pockets of her sweater. Does she hug him? No, his hands look full. Does she touch his cheek? Nah, way too intimate. That intimacy doesn't exist here. "Mi dispiace, I did not realize you had gone away. That is to say—" her arm raises with the wrist device, "—this is still very new to me."

This so-called technology of the future is sometimes difficult to comprehend. It would be easier if she could read it like a book.

Sofia lowers her arm back to her side, hand sliding into her pocket. "Is that a basket of goods you've brought me?" Clear green eyes flit down to it, come back up. "Your way of apologizing for leaving me alone these last few weeks?"

[justblendin]

"It is a long story." And for once, he mostly doesn't come out looking back in it. "Myself and another were sent into the desert to collect samples of salamanders. Although I still don't know the reasoning for wanting them."

Seriously, have you ever seen a salamander? Imagine having a ton of them in a little glass box, all wiggling around and trying to escape. It's not pleasant.

"Perhaps." Her words bring a slight smirk to his features. "I was hoping that you might share a meal with me and allow me to apologize." The other hand, still gingerly holding the small bouquet offers them forward, the bright colors a welcoming sight. "It was never my intention to leave you alone."

[lostpoetry]

"Salamanders...? Che strano. Did you and your new companion find what you were looking for?"

Her gaze drops to the offered bouquet and her brows lift. The purples do attract her attention. She smiles as she reaches to accept them. "I am used to it." He would visit her often and leave without much of an explanation. Would she pry? It was never her business.

"Come." Gesturing to the living room where a fire was already going she leads the way and continues to the kitchen to get the flowers in some water.