Respect Deserved

Vanessa Moschella. Occasional model for the famous artista Leonardo DaVinci, previously a nun, seeks to see the world and all of it wonders. Mother of the heir of the Medici family. [independent vanessa from davinci's demons. multiverse.] mun+18

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"I apologize for that," he murmured. "I’m fairly certain that one must be cautious in any city. Sadly.”  as to what she would say next. He wasn’t expecting to catch anyone’s gaze. Not expecting and not wanting… He raised his gaze and met her eyes. He was curious

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"Do not apologize, It was not your fault, my lord."

 Vanessa said, a tiny smile on her lips as her arms  wrapped around her chest, giving more warm to her  body, curious gaze once again toward the man. 

"If I might ask, why to use a mask? Are you coming  from a ball, sir?"

[maestrodartea]

             andrea’s death had left a hole in more              than one chest. leo was reminded of this              now as he watched vanessa gently place              the child in the crib. he’d have to               construct a mobile, he mused. he knew              exactly what it’d be too.  da vinci’s arms wound around her tightly and leo kissed her temple affectionately as he squeezed her small frame tightly. his travels had taken him quite far and he was just relieved that the young nico had taken care of her while he was away. he smiled into her orange locks before pulling away.                                                                     “I’m not going to let anything                                                                       happen to him, you know?                                                                       You’re the most powerful                                                                       woman in Florence, and he’s                                                                       your child. Which makes him                                                                       part of my responsibility now.”

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Vanessa showed a calm exterior, one she was used to use around this big house, with Clarise around, while being a serious maiden, knowing the woman's distrust over Guilio's paternity, they were civil, and at least, she had somehow a familiar face around besides Nico. Inside however, her thoughts were bothering her, knowing her son was a danger to those who wanted harm on the Medici legacy. Leo's words of comfort made her smile wide, bone thing she knew about him is that he did the best to protect and make his words true.

            "I still cannot believe Clarise would simply go away just               like that, It would've never crossed my mine. This was               never intended to be my life. Then I suppose, it's better               than a life as a nun."

She guessed this was God's way to punish her for running away from such place, but then again, she was never much of a believer of such thing as retribution.

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Leonardo: At worst, it speaks of political chicanery to question anyone's intimate relations in this manner, 'cos I have nothing to be ashamed of and I have nothing to defend.

Vanessa: I can vouch for that. They should put me on the stand.

Zoroaster: Hearing how he deflowered a nun won't help.

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I have drafted my replies, I only have 2 (from two different Leo's lol) but I might wait for a few more or until I get more followers because I have a Klaus with a zillion replies and a Kai from TVD with even more.

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                            “Ill?”

                            In all honesty, all that Asher can remember,   is                             far too much alcohol in    his   system,   but  that                             doesn’t mean anything at the moment. All he’s                             really focussed on is trying to shake   the  haze                             from his brain

                                                        "No, no. Don’t fret. I’m fine.                                                            Enjoyed the ale far too                                                                             much.”

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From the night table, Vanessa reached to the other a glass of water, taking the opportunity to check on him. There wasn't much wounds really, except for a wound on his head, probably from the fall drunk.

"I have a friend like you, never able to control their licor. You should drink this, I will get something to treat the wound."

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permeritato liked this post for a song lyric starter! Novocaine --- Fall Out Boy

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"These new        f l o c k s      are nothing but vultures.” the queen mutters with disgust,                eyes glancing towards the new  v i s i t o r s  that had arrived at court.

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"No, Your Magesty. They are english men." The lady spoke as her eyes glanced at the men who were now the center of attention on the Court. "And I believe, just like any other with reason that they are here to know your intentions with the English Crown."

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exiledforrester

"My lord, are you ill? One of the ladies found you on the floor. I believe you have a fever."

The girl spoke, her eyes inspecting the other as he woke up, not daring to touch him yet, knowing it would be unpolite.

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I feel like I'm the only one who ships Lord Narcisse and Queen Catherine

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LIKE for a starter!!

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Vanessa's son will be Pope Clement. Who is da boss now

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all of my top fans are men with beautiful long hair or look like out of a viking movie

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going to shower. like this for a starter at my return

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[mysterious man]:

Anyone else would have simply walked by without noticing him, nevertheless notice him enough to call him out.

No sense in hiding any longer. He took a step forward and into the light, bowing his head in greeting.

"Buonasera. Did I disturb you in any way?" 

Vanessa frowned in curiousity, her eyes driven toward the man's demour as well gentle gesture, she did the same, driften eyes once again moving, now to the covered side of his face.

"You starled me, that's all, signore. One can only be too cautious around this city."

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[leo]:

                  “He’ll get your grace and gentleness, I expect.                               Let’s just hope he doesn’t wind up at                               a convent, yeah?” { he grinned, rubbing the child’s head   thoughtfully before wiggling his fingers   at him. he rather thought andrea had    wanted to be a grandfather of sorts.   with leonardo that was out of the   question. his lips pursed momentarily. }                                                                                     ”He’d have been flattered you                                                                                     even considered. He wasn’t a                                                                                     hard man to please.”                { there was only a hint of sadness in his                  smile and it quickly faded at her query                  about lorenzo. da vinci scratched his                  beard in an attempt to drag up the last                  conversation he’d had with the man. }                                                  “He said he’ be arriving in a week’s                                                   time. That was two days ago? He                                                   had business to take care of. Thought                                                   it might be best if I came along first.”

She leaned down to kiss the boy's forehead gently, and moved slightly to put him down on his crib, the carved G on the edge, a memoir of his name as well his father's. Vanessa had never wanted this life for her, or the children she once imagined, but she was now part of the Medici, whatever she liked it or not.

She smiled fondly at the memory of Andrea, yes, he was indeed the man she had wished to see as her father and her child's grandfather. And she knew that now he was with God watching over them. The redhead nodded, rubbing her temple slightly in thought, and tireness above all, carrying the young toddler could cause that.

"I just wish he was here as well. Without Clarisse here, Guilio is in danger as long as he is on his own. I wasn't born to be on power.---I'm just glad you are here."

She finally spoke, releasing the air on her lungs and wrapping her arms around him.

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maestrx ha dicho: NO SERIOUSLY THIS IS MY FAVOURITE THING.

I WANT IT SO BAD. PRECIOUS MODERN TIMES

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Fun fact about The mun, I'm actually 2 parts italian, 1 Spanish And one French.