You have a sickness.

[Independent Seraffo [ottoman doctor from assassin's creed] rp account, will RP with anyone!]

[deadlyhellequin]

“You do?” she asks smiling softly, she was delighted to hear he understood her (or at least somewhat) instead of the usual reply she received from Italians. Then again she started picking up some Turkish from him so Caha really isn’t that surprised so maybe he was picking up some French from her.

Caha’s eyelashes just brush past his hand when he goes to stroke her face. “Yes.” She placed her tiny little hands on top of his hands and laughs softly when he gives her beak-nuzzles. They felt nice but not as nice as the kisses he usually gave her “Fiora is a friend and she may be a very important person in my life but I do not feel the same way I feel towards you…”

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 “Evet,” He paused, “Oui.” It had been a while since he spoke any french, but he had heard both Caha and Cahin use this word enough times to mimic it. ..Hopefully. Caha might be able to see that he wasn’t used to using these words. 

 “Good, I was not looking forward to face her fan~” He teased with a slight chuckle, giving her one last little beak-kiss before straightening. “Come over tonight, I’ll make us some dinner.”

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// shotofmercury Sir, I am sick. HALP ME. D:<

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LET ME GRAB MY LEECHES

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Icebreaker starters!

"Are you alright?"

"Can you open this for me?"

"Where am I?"

"Who are you?"

"It's freezing out here!"

"Can you show me where the nearest store is?"

"Have you seen my pet anywhere?"

"How did you find me?"

"Can I hide here for a few minutes?"

"What are you making?"

"Help! Someone help me!"

"I'm lost..."

"That smells delicious!"

"I can't do this!"

"I think this is your mail."

"Is that mine? I've been looking everywhere for this!"

"Run!"

"That was close..."

"How did you find this place?"

"Is this yours?"

"I think you dropped this."

"I've been robbed!"

"Thank you so much!"

"Is this your home?"

"Step into the light, so I can see you..."

"It's dark in here!"

"It's so hot outside!"

"Is that fire?"

"Happy Unbirthday!"

"What's that?"

"Why am I here?"

"Can you help me find something?"

[deadlyhellequin]

“Ah.” she replies softly, she eyeballs the open wound and various other scarring on Seraffo’s back, delicately she places her hand on the scars and idly traces them as she continues to hear Seraffo talk. “Yes… They do…. We are very dangerous people. Cesare taught us to take no fear and never hold back, even if it meant on one of our own.” She sounds oddly professionally and stoic, like she’s frequently recited this to herself. 

 “I do not know of the Turkish Templar creed but such is ours. Cesare thinks that being merciless war machine would make a brilliant army, but I do not think so.” Caha stands up from the bed and moves over back to her vanity and begins to dig through some trinkets “No worries, amour. I have some needle and thread here…” She finally pulls out a needle and some thread from a small box, holding it up so he can see it. “The thread is purple… I hope you do not mind~” She moves back over to him.

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 At first, Seraffo jumped at the touch. He did not really like the human touch, at least when it was against his skin. However this was Caha, and it did not take long for the man to relax and return to talking. “You people are a dangerous bunch, that’s for sure.” At least Caha and Fiora were. Malfatto too, but he did not play with his food like some other doctor did. “..However there are more of those assassins here than back home, and the Borgia guards hardy stand a chance!” 

 “The janissaries are trained to be like that, while normal Templars like me have more.. relaxed rules.” Like he ever followed them, “Perhaps your brother will let me take you to Turkey?” After all, Cahin was the one who he had to worry about, not Cesare. 

 “-Purple thread? Oh!” He cooed, “It’s going to look so pretty~! I’ll have to show it off to Malfatto when I get the chance.” 

[larosafatale]

“Teo is quite kind much nicer than the Assassins though I believe he is a bit intolerant towards thieves and troublemakers. I know he greatly dislikes Malfatto.” she half snorts half laughs at his words mostly out of amusement and mentally picturing the situation. “If you insist.”

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 The doctor wasn’t really sure about all that, but Teodor was surely much more patience than the assassins. “He’s not a big fan of me either, I ruffle his feathers too often.” He might not be disliked, just... viewed as annoying. “Throwing an eye also slows people down~”

[larosafatale]

Again her brows furrow this time it’s concern for her friend. “Nessun problema Seraffo. Next time,” she places a hand on his forearm. “Please try to be careful it not might be me walking around, it could be Teo or worse an Assassin.”

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He laughed, “Is Teodor so bad that he gets bunched in with the assassins?” The doctor patted her on the head, “Do not worry, I am good at getting away from people. A syringe in their neck normally fixes everything~” 

[larosafatale]

“Not exactly.” then again being associated with the Borgias does have its perks. “Only by association.” she corrects herself, “Tried to free the pigeons in the cages again?” she asks with a smile stretching across her features and a quirk of her brow. “Once I am told not to do something, I try not to do it again even if it is hard to resist.”

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“Well, I already did that, but that wasn’t what got me in such trouble.” He looked away and fiddled with his thumbs. “Anyways, that’s not important.” The doctor looked back at her, “Thank you for making sure he didn’t kill me.” 

[deadlyhellequin]

Caha tosses the now-finished braid over her shoulder and blinks rather quizzically at him, before following him with her gaze. “Stitches?” she repeats slowly. “What happened to you, mon amour?” she asks with a tilt of her head “Did someone hurt you?” Caha flutters over to Seraffo and sits on the corner of her bed next to him. “Because if they did…. I will find them…. and kill them.” she’s careful not to touch him mainly because she doesn’t know where exactly his injury is… so she opts for just staying close. “Hmmm… I suppose I can. I know a little bit about sewing but the maids usually sew things for me.”

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“I was sort of seeing how long it took to get on one of the other Templar’s nerves.” He spoke, working on removing just enough of his uniform so Caha could get to his back. “...It turns out it wasn’t very long and they do mean their threats.” The janissaries back home lasted longer without snapping! “It’s fairly easy, I’ll get the needle and thread ready.” Well, it wasn’t really that easy but the doctor was used to it, and it’ll be a lot less painful than cauterization.

[deadlyhellequin]

Caha sets down her hairbrush and looks over at the doctor from the mirror. “Yes?” she asked quietly as she began to braid her long blonde hair. She takes note of how he seemed a little…. off. “Do not worry Cahin is away. I sent him out for a bit of shopping for me~” she shoots him a smile before turning around, still braiding her hair. “What do you need me to do mon canard?” her gaze flicks up to him as she pauses the weaving motions of her hands.

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 “Ah, good.” He moved on inside her room and headed over towards her bed. It was a good place to flop onto. “I pulled some stitches, I can’t reach and I can’t go to Malfatto to fix them. ...I’ve already gotten him to redo it five times this week.” The last part was mumbled. “Can you restitch it for me?”

[larosafatale]

She didn’t have time to react let alone respond to him before he slides behind her, watching an angry merchant approach them. She turns around, brows furrowed in both curiosity and anger, now wasn’t the best time to ask questions first she had to deal with the shop-keeper. He stops in front of her, eyes widen and laughs just as nervous. “Ah Madonna Fiora! What a pleasant surprise!” he grins wide pratically a sycophant, Fiora rolls her eyes at him and digs through her pocket, tossing a bag of coins at the merchant. “Would this be enough to stop and silence you for now?” the shop-keeper nods quickly turning his attentions away from them, in turn Fiora turns around and glances up at Seraffo. “What did you do?”

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 “...You know him?” He asked, taking a look at the shopkeeper. The doctor may have asked a question, but was not a good enough one to change the subject. Plus, he had nothing really to change the subject to. “...You know how hard it is to not to do something after you’ve been told not to do it? Well, that kind of what happened.”

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 “You should clean that before you wrap it up in that,” The doctor commented, peeking over the man’s shoulder.

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 “Quick, hide me!” The doctor called out in a panic, sliding right on behind the woman. It might not be the best hiding spot, him being bigger than Fiora after all, but he felt sure that he would be safe here. The angry shop-keeper should know better than to mess with Fiora.

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  Pushing open the woman’s bedroom window, the doctor just sat on the ledge. “...Could you do me a small favour?” He asked upon seeing her, and taking note that Cahin was not near. ...Well, that he knew of anyways. Hopefully her brother was out.

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[deadlyhellequin]

Caha quietly clings onto the doctor and sniffles, gently squeezing the fabric of his robe. “<No, No… I am okay…>” she replies in French and laughs softly. She’s too short settle her head on his chest to hear his heartbeat but she settles to just be near Seraffo. Ah, no wait… She catches herself slipping back into her native tongue. “Sorry…” she replies nervously. “I am still not…. accustomed to speaking in any language that is not French…” it’s not an entire lie but still. “Ah… I am… very, very happy that you… have… returned my feelings towards you. You are the first person that I have ever loved since coming to Italia… “ She removes her mask so he can see her face and her expressions more clearly. “You are the first person I have ever loved in my whole life….

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  “Do not worry,” He chuckled. “I know a little bit of French.” Lots of people traveled through Constantinople, and he was able to pick up a handful of other languages than plan old Turkish. Plus, the more languages one could understand the more patients they can get.          But back onto the subject at hand-   The doctor moved his hand out and stroked her cheek, unable to help but to stare into those pretty little eyes of hers. If fear didn’t hold him back, his own mask would be off and little kisses would be covering the woman’s face. She’ll just have to settle with beak-nuzzles for now.    “Outside of Fiora and Cahin, I take it?” He questioned, smiling down at her.  

[malfattoildottore]

The Drowning Doctor

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Satisfied with his work, Malfatto finally eased Seraffo down onto the soft pillow of the patient bed before tucking him in with a warm blanket. The weary doctor would need plenty of rest for now, and warmth. So with that in mind, Malfatto took care of hanging up the soaked white robes to dry, as well as his mask and hat, then left to go heat a flat stone slab over a fire. Once hot enough, he lifted it by an attached metal handle and carried it back to the patient room. Returning to his seat by Seraffo’s bed, he began easing the stone beneath the mattress to help warm up the bed, glad he wore thick garments and leather gloves to keep out the direct heat. With the mattress between Seraffo and the stone, he would be safely kept warm until the heat wore off and Malfatto would have to replace it.

Standing from his chair, Malfatto soon left to go make Seraffo a pot of vegetable soup.  

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  Now cozy in bed, the doctor couldn’t keep his eyes open any longer. They fell shut, and one only opened sightly as Malfatto was putting some sort of magical heating thing under the bed. ..He would need to remember to ask what it was when he was in better shape. For now, all tucked in and all warm and cozy, the doctor let out a pleased sigh and snuggled down into the bed.   It might not be a nest, but it was comfortable. He also might not have his mask on, but he felt safe. He might have almost drown, but he would be fine when he woke.

[malfattoildottore]

Malfatto nodded. “She was a very good bird. Smart bird.” He started carefully shoveling soil around the lifeless raven. “I’m sure her spirit will love feasting on the sunflowers we’ll be planting for her.”

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 The doctor merely nodded his head, remaining silent as the dirt covered his beloved bird. It was a long while, but Seraffo finally spoke up.“-Thank you, for this.”