February 15th

[artist_amico]

[Simply walking into Leonardo's workshop is enough to show that something is amiss. Papers have been thrown on the ground and there appears to be paint splattered on the floor. Of course, the man lying on the couch is sort of odd, too. With a sniffle and a strained cough, he rolls onto his side and covers his face, pushing his hat off his head and

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[loves_vaginas]

[Walking in, Ezio takes not of the mess... then again there is always a mess in Leonardo's workshop, but an organized mess that the man can seem to find anything in. Of course. Stepping over the papers and paint on the floor the assassin leans down to pluck his friend's hat from the floor and takes a seat beside him on the arm of the chair.]

You look terrible, amico mio. [This is said with a warm smile though.]

[artist_amico]

[At the voice, Leonardo cranes his neck and looks at Ezio, a smile spreading across his face at once. Of course, his brow is drawn and his face is flushed with sickness, but seeing his friend seems to have brought his spirits up. He clears his throat as he tries to sit up, noticing the hat in his hands.]

Yes, well... I feel terrible!

arm of the couch... way to mess up self :\

[loves_vaginas]

[He's quick to put a hand to Leonardo's shoulder, to keep him from getting up.]

I can see that. And you say I don't take care of myself. [A chuckle.]

You should be in bed, Leonardo. Have you anything to take to help with the illness?

'S all good~

[artist_amico]

[Leonardo lets out a coughing fit, pounding a fist against his chest when he's done. He looks up at Ezio helplessly, pursing his lips.]

No, I do not have anything. This sickness just hit me, very suddenly. I do not suppose you would have anything? I could pay you back.

[unsolocredo]

[ Ezio wanders in, confused when he does not immediate find his friend. ]

Leonardo? Are you here?

[artist_amico]

[A cough, followed by a rustling on the couch, is all that can alert the assassin of Leonardo's presence before the artist sits up and gives him a weary smile.]

Ah - yes. I am nestled away. Please, come in.

[unsolocredo]

Is something the matter, amico? I know you do sometimes avoid your work, but this is a little extreme.

[artist_amico]

[The laugh Leonardo lets out is interrupted by a fit of coughs. It's shocking how much mucus can drip down one's throat when they're sick. :U]

I am not avoiding my work.

[derpderp that's new.]

However, my condition does not particularly allow me to take care of it, either...