Twelfth Study •§• Leonardo •§• Cupcakes give you wiiiiiiiings [Accidental Video/In person]

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Even though Wallace has left the Manor, his influence certainly hasn't. This is apparent by the rather awesome smells of baking coming from the kitchen. If people are watching the network, they'll see Leonardo humming happily as he pulls a tray of cupcakes out of the oven, though his new additions only seem to knock things over whenever he moves. Looking back, cringing, he places the tray on the counter top, and goes about putting the spilt utensils. Only, as he straightens up and turns to put everything back, he only succeeds in knocking his mug of tea to the floor. The ensuing 'smash' earns a slightly exasperated look, and under-the-breath cursing]

Merda...

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[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[Megamind certainly smelt those cupcakes from the pond outside. Being an air breathing squid helped...if only he could manipulate his tools.

He sploshes out of the pond and using his tentacles, he maneuvers his way through the Manor while having to negotiate stairs, rocks and other obstacles but the cupcakes were the prize.]

I'll get that.

[He makes his way over toward the area behind the counter and snags a towel from the holder while using another tentacle to act as a barrier for the spill.]

Nice wings. I hope you don't mind squid.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Seeing a talking squid-man wasn't exactly expected buuuut hey, why the frick not]

Oh, Grazie Mille *Thank you very much - I'm sorry, these things - they're such a nuisance! But so pretty..~

[Motioning to the cupcakes]

Once they've cooled, would you like one?

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

[in comes a girl wearing clothes that are too threadbare, and yet not understanding the concept of underwear]

Smells good. Can I have one?

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Oh God..Leonardo's only kryptonite...



Vagina.]

Oh, of course-

[He turns away fairly sharpish when he realises the 'girl' in the room isn't exactly...covered]

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

[temporary vagina, if it makes you feel better that way.]

Thanks. [takes one and bites] Hmm! It's really good!

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Not really, but grazie T-T ]

G-Grazie..I'm glad you like them

[Not blushing. Nope. This isn't awkward]

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Italian. That's lovely. I haven't been anywhere near Italy- [since she lost her Grace] for years. Rather missed the Vatican, if you ask me.

Do you bake often?

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles nervously]

Il Vaticano? I've never been there myself..I lived and worked in Firenze *Florence before the Author decided to bring me here

No, not really - this is actually only my second attempt~

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Florence is a beautiful place, yes. I remember being there when-- [when my Father turned the lights on humanity and the world]

Can you make pies?

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He goes to ask into her unfinished sentence, but as per any sane grown man, pie distracts him]

I'm sure I could, if I was given a recipe~

[If the man who invented the water-ski can't bake a pie, we're all doomed]

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Can you teach me? [well, pies make everything better, right?]

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He looks back at her, though he has to glance away again pretty sharpish - still kinda flashing, huh~?]

I'd be happy to - though it'd be rather new to me as well

[Oh sod it. He'll just keep his eyes up. Glancing back, he smiles at her apologetically, his hands steepled infront of him]

Mi dispiace, signorina *I'm sorry - I never asked you your name

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

[notices his discomfort and it is amusing. She moves closer.]

You can call me 'Cas'. [which is short for 'Castiel', the angel of Thursday, but nobody has to know that.]

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He offers a polite bow as he introduces himself]

I am Leonardo Da Vinci - it is a pleasure, la mia signora *My lady

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Da Vinci himself? [she remembers seeing his works. Grossly imaginative, considering that she knows how Mary really looks like, but they are beautiful works of art.]

I've much admired your work.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He holds his hands up]

Grazie signora - I appreciate that

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Credit should be given where credit is due

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[That makes him smile; he's still going to be modest, but he does like being complimented for his work. Though this does make his curious....]

That is kind of you to say, though, I must ask; what is it that I have done that you have seen..?

[After all, Leonardo at this age hasn't actually invented a lot or painted a lot of his most well known stuff]

[acidthursday.livejournal.com]

Paintings. Madonna on the Rocks, for example. [pause] But you won't have painted that yet...

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

You're making a bloody mess of things.

[A robed and hooded figure stands in the doorway. Shadows cover his face, though his body language speaks of annoyance and frustration. What can be seen of his long hair dangling past the line of his hood is pure white.]

Though I'm sure they taste fine.

[He shuffles closer, hands folded into the sleeves of his robes.]

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Well guess who just gave Leonardo a heartattack?

DING DING DING!]

[Leonardo just goes from looking scared to apologetic]

I know, I know, I'm sorry! I can't help it, these things- [Indicates back at his wings] they are such a nuisance!

[Because cake makes everything better..]

Would you like to try one~?

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

Then find some way to make them less intrusive.

[Snape shuffles closer to Leonardo, considering the cakes beneath his hood.]

Are you a decent cook? I don't want to end up poisoned because of your incompetence.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Why does he feel like he's being scolded?..Well, probably because he is...But hey!]

I would like to think so - but if you are poisoned, I'll be sure to dissect your body myself to find out exactly what the posion did to you~

[This is him being reassuring]

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

[The sneer is detectable even through the shadows from the hood, and from the eyes, a flash of red.]

Never mind. I'm not going to bother. I don't want you or anyone poking around in my body should I die.

[Snape flicks his hand at Leonardo, a shooing motion. His hand is only visible for a second, but it's obvious that his skin is even paler than before, chalk-white, and the veins are dully mapped out on the back of his hand.]

Keep your stupid cakes. I'm not touching them.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[His smile fades somewhat, though he's more curious about the red glowy eyes 8I ]

Alright, I shall bear that mind..

..SO~..What is it the Author has done to you this week..?

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

Do. It'll save you a lot of trouble.

[He hesitates at Leonardo's question. By way of an answer he pushes back his hood and stares at Leonardo. All the color has been bleached from Snape's body. His skin and hair are white, almost translucent. His eyes are red and dim-looking. Albinism. Sneering, Snape flips the hood back over his face, covering it in shadows once more.]

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[He narrows his eyes a little, if only because he's never seen an albino before]

I see...so she's just made you very pale..

Well, it could always be worse~! You could be missing a limb

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

Or have huge and clumsy wings. [He nods at Leonardo.] This is bad enough.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

Very true, very true

[It's not an insult if he agree's, right~? - He pokes one of the cupcakes, aaand seeing that they're cool enough, he goes about putting the icing on~]

I wonder how long it will take before the Author finally runs dry of idea's..~

[cuteuketwin.livejournal.com]

Do you need help?

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Because Kaoru made him jump, Leonardo turns round suddenly, consequently knocking over the same utensils from before, cringing as he does so.]

Quite possibly..

[cuteuketwin.livejournal.com]

Ah, sorry.

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Crouching down, he help pick things up]

It's alright, I was a little wrapped up in my own thoughts..~

[Straightening up, he places the utensils back, before motioning to Kaoru's ears]

How are you finding them?

[cuteuketwin.livejournal.com]

Hard to deal with is the easier answer, they keep falling on my face and makes it hard to see.



How are you dealing with the wings?

[keep-ur-finger.livejournal.com]

[Glancing back at the wings with a smile]

They can be quite troublesome, but I'm sure once I get outside and test them out, they'll be a little more useful

[cuteuketwin.livejournal.com]

Do you think they actually work?