Conrad:
Disclaimer: I do not own Ass Creed I MEAN Assassin's Creed. o_o;; Ubisoft does...lucky Bastards. I don't even own the Idea! Kinda sad huh? Domirine on devART does, kay? Go look at that... it's cuter. ._. but enjoy if you do read this! :D
WHAT ABOUT MY HAIR?
Ezio sighed, looking into Leonardo's mirror with pursed lips, his hair hanging down to rest on his shoulders, and sighed. He thought he looked like a woman with his hair out of it's usual tied up state. He pinched a lock between his fingertips, glaring at it with disdain.
Leonardo came in then, a smile on his face.
"What are doing, Ezio? Admiring your gorgeous locks in the mirror?" he asked playfully, sidling up to the Assassin's side with a smirk. Ezio sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"No...I'm just...I don't know..." he stared at himself, head tilted to the side. "With loose hair I look like a woman."
He felt Leonardo stiffen at his side. He turned to him, a brow quirked. Leonardo tilted his head, staring up at Ezio with a small glare.
"Ezio..." he murmured. "I have loose hair..."
Ezio blinked, before sputtering.
"But...it suits you!"
Leonardo's face changed, from incredulity to shock and sadness. Ezio's eyes widened.
"Looking like a woman suits me...?" Leonardo whimpered, his baby blue eyes tearing up. Ezio shook his head. Leonardo covered his face in his hands, a small cry barely audible from under his hands. Ezio winced at the mixed words of horror and angst that came from Leonardo, staring back at the mirror, at himself, with a helpless expression.
Leonardo took a deep breath in, shaking his head.
"Nooooooooooo!"
Ezio felt his eye twitch.