Philosopher. Musician. Playwright. Assassin. Rest in Peace Niccolò Machiavelli [x]
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Philosopher. Musician. Playwright. Assassin. Rest in Peace Niccolò Machiavelli [x]
SALAI:
“ ‘It never came up’? You mean me? Or that you’ve already been financially supporting your first creation for years? You’ve been missing much less than this Salaino from what I can see!”
He huffs, ignoring Leonardo’s desperate attempt to soothe him with niceties and looks over to this cherubic boy who surely had more wits than he did in being involved in Leonardo da Vinci’s apprenticeship.
“I’ve tested more than machines under this bastardo-”
“Salai, please… Salai. Salai… I didn’t– - Salai…” { of course he felt awful. who wouldn’t in a situation like this? it would have to be remedied. and soon. }
“Please tell me you’re not implying what I think you are implying.”
Whatever personal history was between them it couldn’t have ended well. And although he felt sorry for them, he could not overlook the absurdity of the situation. Irritated by the prideful snark he watched the other again, more carefully.
“Che cavolo?” He drops his baggage sharply on the floor. “You never even mentioned me?” Maybe he should have stayed away.
“Look, it never came up. Salai… It’s wonderful to see you again. I missed you immensely…” { and now he’s shooting nico a look. he’s not helping in the least. }
“To be fair he usually just talks about his mad ideas.”
Usually that look would've intimidated him enough to just stay back and listen, but this was getting personal.
“Did you have to test his machines as well?”
“ That’s seriously what you’ve been doing all week? Mixing paints? Christ. Never realized working for Leo was that much of a bore. Though I suppose it beats dying in a strange jungle at the hands of savages. “
“Turns out he can be a pretty ordinary painter as well. And he just had to try out a new way to grind lapis lazuli for his ultramarine. So that's my highlight of the week: breaking stones. What have you got to top that?“
littledxvil:
tfw maestro keeps pulling in other curly haired pretty ppl whenever ur away
tfw ur fave apprentice thinks ur doing it to hurt him. tfw u still love ur bae and curly hair reminds u of him. tfw HE SNEAKS UP ON U BEFORE U CAN GET RID OF THE EVIDENCE OF UR SENTIMENTALITY.
tfw u really start to question what qualities got u ur job in the first place
nico-machiavelli
“ Oi ! Cherub cheeks ! Long time no see. Bugger me I missed your sodding face. “
“Ugh, believe me when I tell you that you do not want to mix paints all week. I feel like I'll never fully get off those pigments ever again.“
“–Maestro!”
Wait- did he just say that as well?
“…Replaced me already?”
“I didn’t— Replace you, Salai. He doesn’t draw nearly so well as you.” { but he listens better. } “Nico, this is Salai, my apprentice and companion for many years…”
“That you send off to Milan and never mentioned again, because ?”
Was this how Leo's apprentices ended up, or was it just this special companion?
“–I guess a lot happens while you’re sent away to Milan.”
“Nico, have you seen my– - Salai… Salai! Salai! You’re back!”
“Maestro! You know this guy?”
“I live here.”
“Funny how I've never seen you around then. Are you new?”
“I could ask the same since you are in Leonardo da Vinci’s workshop.”
“Tidying up this mess, yes. Your excuse?”
tell me about how riario feels about nico.
he does genuinely like nico.
Keep reading
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squint.
“….”
“Can I help you?”
Leo got British royality for his death day, so what kind of prince do I get?
[lays on the precious cherub]
“That’s it. Enough drinks for the night.”
happy death day leo.
{{guess who got really caught up in larp and uni stuff?}}