badfic_manor | Entries tagged with leonardo da vinci

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[Having found some warmer (albeit odd, 'modern') clothing, Leonardo is out on the town. His original purpose was to find a gift for someone - though it would have been easier if the Author had left him with a full name. 'L' wasn't exactly specific now, was it? Perhaps he'd just get some kind of food, that way it didn't matter if the other was a male or female.

Regardless, the piece of paper with the large, black letter had been forgotten for the moment - this place was amazing-! Leonardo would more than likely get very very lost, but for the moment, he's happy to wander, staring up at the towering buildings around him, taking mental pictures and notes of everything and anything.]

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[Anyone watching the feed will see a young man sat in the art building. He's about 16 or so, and looks remarkably like Leonardo. That's probably because it is him, just a several years younger. His clothes are similar to his usual attire, but a little less expensive, less detailed. His hair's a little longer, but the slight smile as he carefully adds more detail to the painting he's working on tells anyone who knows him well who it is.

He's concentrating hard, and hasn't noticed that his blackberry is recording him at work. Humming softly to himself, he switches brushes, before continuing]

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[Outside in the garden, surrounded by small birds of varying breeds, is Leonardo. He looks happy as pie, and occasionally looks up from his sketchbook to scatter more birdfeed around. He hasn't worked out what the plot this week is, so he's just making the most of the good weather and getting some drawing done]

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[Emerging up from the lower levels of the ship is Leonardo; or at least, under all the grime and soot, it seems to be Leo. His clothes arestained with black, much like his hands, face and hair. But, it doesn't seem to bother him as he pulls a notebook out of a belt pouch, and starts scribbling madly. As for his mood, well, it seems Christmas has come early]

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[Having migrated from the art building for the first time seemingly this week, Leonardo has decided to commendeer a wall down one of the corridors. Because he hadn't spoken to many people, he hasn't really noticed anything different this week. Just that it was nicely quiet~

Finding one large enough and with the most light, he had started painting with no real purpose. However, as the week passed by and the painting started to take form, anyone who knows his work may well begin to recognise the scene under the paintbrush.

Humming to himself, he steps back and looks up at it, before deciding to add a little more detail here and there]

((I got mod permission for this a while ago, but never did it XD; If this wall is no longer allowed to be painted on, tell me :Dd ))

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[The blackberry comes on very suddenly, and shows a tree. Simple, right? Someone probably just dropped their device.

Or that Italian, beret-wearing someone decided to test drive his new wings. And the blackberry fell out of his pocket as he gracefully crash landed to Earth.

OH! But don't worry! Remember the tree from earlier? It turns out, inventors from the Renaissance DO bounce]

((You know the drill~))

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[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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[The feed comes on as a result of the blackberry being dropped - Leonardo was attempting to carry too many things at once, though he doesn't seem to have noticed the device's disappearence. After discovering the new 'art building', Leonardo has decided to set himself a project. Humming cheerily to himself, he dumps the armful of art materials onto a table next to a large, A1 sheet of cartridge paper, and goes about selecting chaulks and charcoal pencils. On the paper itself is a portrait of an angellic figure; a woman with large, feathered wings and beautiful long curled hair. Her face is mostly turned away, although she does seem to resemble one of the residents lucky enough to leave the Manor.

Bother him till your heart's content ♥]

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[Anyone outside may notice Assassin!Leonardo scaling the Manor as if it were nothing. Eventually reaching the roof, he pulls himself up, and walks a little further across the tiles. He's maybe attempting to see what lies beyond the fourth wall, or perhaps he just needed a little morning exercise. But, regardless, all the climbing he just did is about to be put to waste, as he makes his way to the opposite end of the roof, and checks there's something for him to land in (a pile of dead grass and leaves, this time around).

Holding his arms out, he then jumps silently and gracefully, and seconds later lands without a problem. He pushes himself out of the pile, brushing debris off of his robes as he heads back inside the Manor]

inutile ... come fa l'Autore davvero niente di meglio da fare? *how pointless...does the Author really have nothing better to do?

((Feel free to bump into him en route back inside, watching him jump, etc~))

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[The video feed comes on, and at first the visuals are obscured. It's only when Leonardo comes on screen, his face blured by baby drool, that it becomes apparent that his baby has been using the device as a chew toy. He doesn't seem phased by this at all as he places it to one side, and gives his attention back to the child.

With the infant laying quite comfortably on the baby mat and Leonardo sitting opposite him cross legged, it's obvious they're enjoying each other's company in equal measure.]

Va bene quello piccolo, che si preferisce, eh? *alright little one, which would you prefer, hmm?

[Picking something up from off camera, he produces a small doll; about 30cm in height, he winds up the back of it, and seconds later it starts walking towards the baby. ]

That one...? Or....

[Toy number two turns looks a little like this, and is wind up once again. Only this time, once wound, it takes flight out of Leonardo's hand. When the baby reacts to the flying machine with happy little giggles and gurgles, Leonardo grins broadly]

Good choice, Ezio - Good choice...~

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[If anyone happens to be around the Manors general cave area, they'll come across Leonardo doing a little exploring of his own. After finding out that they had to find the blueprints to the Manor, he had jumped at the chance.. though so far he has been unsuccessful.

So his search has brought him here - to the mouth of one of the caves. With slow, cautious steps, he enters, unsure of where to start looking....]

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[The feed comes on suddenly, and soon it becomes clear that Leonardo has hit it with his elbow by accident. Anyone watching the network will see him sat quite happily on a beach towel, wearing just an open white shirt and some denim cut offs. In his arms is a small guitar, and after a minute or so of him tuning the instrument, he smirks to himself as he tries out a few notes. Satisfied, he counts himself in, and starts playing. He heard the song playing when he last went to get ice cream, and it had stuck with him since. As for his singing, he's actually pretty good. The words are influenced heavily with his accent but, regardless, he likes the song and once he's into it, he's smiling like a girl scout on helium]

((Feel free to bother him~))

Current Mood: relaxed

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[After the tense, dangerous plot of the week before, waking up to the sun shining has made Leonardo's mood lift considerably. The view from his window is enough to make him smile like a cheshire cat, and soon he is making his way out into their new surroundings. Wearing less than usual (due to the heat), Leo soon discovers his credit card, though he has no idea what it isor what it's used for. So, pulling outhis blackberry, he decides to ask the network~]

Salute everyone~! I was just wondering if anyone would be kind enough to tell me what this is?

[Holds up the card]

Grazie~ [ ^-^ ]

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[Since arriving in space, Leonardo hadn't known what to do with himself - there was so much to study! So many sketches to make, so much information to learn! Taking a brief break from his studies and investigations, the polymath entered the kitchen to make himself something to eat-

Only to come across much more than he expected.]

Quello che il...*what the...

[In the middle of the dining table is a large cake, with the general colour scheme of the decorations dark blue and gold. The number 25 is printed on the balloons, and various stands of cupcakes are dotted around the room. At the back is a large gold banner saying his name and 'Happy Birthday' - in short, the Authors usual for birthdays, but with different colours~

Leonardo just stands and blinks at it all, before actually realising that the banner does not lie!]

...It is April already...?

[Aaaaand GRIN]

[Video - So very open to the entire network]

Everyone-! There is cake in the kitchen! I would love it if some of you could join me~! I cannot eat it all by myself~♥

[End feed]

Current Mood: excited

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Madre?......Padre? Ciao? Dove sei? *(Mother?...Father?....where are you?)

[In the entry hall is stood a 5 year old Leonardo, looking scared and teary eyed as he pulls at the hem of his tunic anxiously]

...Dove sono? *(Where am I?)

[Aaaaand tears...]

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[Anyone wandering the first floor corridor may well bump into Leonardo, precariously stood on a chair, carefully hanging a large picture on the wall. He's concentrating so hard on getting the picture straight, he seems completely oblivious to the fact that he's wobbling dangerously, stood on his tiptoes - the chair threatens to topple.

The picture itself is of Lucy, posed (clothed, of course) outside under one of the bigger tree's on the outskirts of the forest. As far as paintings go, Leo's unrivaled talent is obvious; the brushstrokes aren't visible, the proporations, the colour - the portrait simply looks like a photograph with added 'paint effects']

There! Perfetto-!

[Almost as if his exclamation of accomplishment was a physical force, the chair finally falls over, sending the artist flying. Sprawled across the floor, it takes him a few seconds to actually move before he starts laughing, propping himself up as he admires the masterpiece on the wall before him]

Assolutamente perfetto!

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[For anyone going into the kitchen, they’ll see someone bent over one of the counter tops. Upon closer inspection, it's Leonardo, muttering to himself in Italian. Straightening up a little, it becomes clear that he has completely taken his blackberry apart, all the pieces laid out side by side. He looks like a child on Christmas day, his sky-blue eyes sparkling with curiousity-fuelled ecstasy]

oh mio oh mio, ciò che e...

[Smiling broadly, he puts the piece down and sketches it in a large, worn out looking book. The drawing accompanies others he did previously, of the device at different angles, and anotations of possible workings]

What on Earth are you, amico mio? Hmm~? Certainly this is something worth documenting...now, to put you back together...

[Mere minutes pass before the last piece of the blackberry is clicked into place. Leo goes to compare it with his drawings, when he accidentally hits the power button. When it beeps at him and the screen lights up, his expression only lifts further]

incredibile! fantastico! Quindi non solo si fa a fare rumore, è bagliore così ...
*incredible! Fantastic! So not only do you make noise, you glow as well...

I will have to ask someone just what you do, I think...fascinating, utterly fascinating...

Current Mood: bouncy

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Agniolo! Puoi venire qui un momento? Ho bisogno che tu-

[Stepping out of his room and expecting to be met with his dark, chaotic studio, Leonardo is cut short when he see's a long corridor, stretching to either side. He pauses, half in the door and half out, before crossing the threshold completely, closing the door behind him. He hesitates, but only for a moment, before his curiousity gets the best of him, and he heads towards a nearby staircase.

As he descends it, Leonardo tried to think of possible reasons why he was here. The Borgia, perhaps? Had they heard of his inventions? If that were the case, they wouldn't have left him so unguarded. And that didn't explain how his entire workshop was here, in tact (or, as in tact as was possible).

Doing a little jump down the last step, Leo smiles to himself as he folds his arms behind his back, and takes a moment to look around his new surroundings]

Ho la sensazione che questa sta per diventare molto interessante...*I have a feeling this is going to become very interesting*...

(Feel free to bump into him~!)