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kisstheassassins · 3 years
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A Kiss Away
Just an OC x Canon fic between my character Rosalina and Ezio. Self indulgent -3-
By now Rosalina has become accustomed to Ezio’s charms, including his sly advances and flirting. She tries to play it off and most of the time it works, making the man flustered in return, mostly because he was unsuccessful. However there are moments where he is successful in his attempts, especially as of late. 
And this time it’s in the workshop belonging to a close friend of theirs. 
Rosalina Aluino (OC) x Ezio Auditore
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It was a rather quiet evening in the city, a bit different than the norm. Most of the time the streets were bustling with people going to and fro, on with their lives whether it be a job, running an errand or simply out to enjoy the day; for an assassin and such little crowds to blend into it was hard to keep away from peeping eyes now.
At Leonardo’s workshop however nothing seemed different than it was outside the walls. Leo is rushing back and forth to one spot and to another, seeming to find different things to work on every few minutes.
There is a knock on the door and he freezes his hand from making a stroke of paint at his canvas. He sets the brush aside and wipes his hands on an old cloth that is stained with new and old paint. There are even a few spots on his cheek he seems to miss.
He peeps through the door hole and smiles as he then opens it, arms wide for a hug; Leo’s friend graciously returns one.
“Rosalina!” he chuckles happily, “what brings you here?”
The woman smiles contently and pulls out what appears to be a rolled up piece of paper, detailed with golden and black outlines. Leo’s face lights up at the sight of it and gently takes the Codex page to open it slowly. 
“You and Ezio never cease to amaze me,” Leo states with a smile. Rosa follows him to his work desk.
“Is it worthwhile?” The Assassin inquires. “It better be, for what I went through to get it.”  Sewers weren’t her favorite thing to be searching through on a daily basis.
Shrugging his shoulders, he peeks over at her quickly. “I suppose we shall find out,” Leo replies. He sets the paper flat on the wooden tabletop, and it only seemed like seconds and the man has already come up with solutions. It still amazes Rosa at how smart he is; she’s almost jealous.
Leo turns to Rosa with the Codex in hand.
“If you wouldn’t mind,” he begins, “I will decode this for you. It may take some time however. This page is a lot more complex than the others you have given me.”
The woman shrugs her shoulders, gesturing to his work place.
“Be my guest,” Rosa smiles, “I can wait.”
“Perfetto! (Perfect)”
Amber eyes watch Leonardo as he trails off into another room, and not wanting to disturb him Rosalina stays behind. The bookshelves catch her attention nearly instantly after her friend is gone. The shelves were at least either feet high, she deducts, and every slot is filled with a book.
“What sort of reading are you into Leonardo?”, she questions softly to herself. Rosa takes a book and begins reading. Much of it is foreign to her, words in Italian that she has not yet learned. Another book she takes is in Latin; that immediately gets returned. 
Thirty minutes into her time at Leo’s workshop have gone by. Rosa eventually settles herself into a chair with a book about the Greek Gods. Mythology wasn’t her strongest suit but she didn’t want to fumble with anymore of Leo’s books, fearing he may of had a system for the way he organized said books. 
There’s a knock on the door, and the woman’s attention is shifted immediately. She places the book down and walks to the entrance with a hand on the hilt of her blade.
What’s a cause for such defensiveness? Past encounters on Leonardo’s life, none of them good, resulted in her defensive stance. 
She sighs though once she sees who it is when looking through the peep hole, and her hand drops down to her thigh while the other pulls open the door.
“Ezio,” she greets, her bodyweight shifting against the door frame. The taller man chuckles and bows his head to her.
“Princessa, (princess)” he returns. Rosa shakes her head and rolls her eyes, clearing the way for him to enter. 
She closes the door behind him.
“You know I hate that name,” she grumbles, following him soon. Her eyes catch his as he turns to look back at her. Ezio is smiling warmly at her, and now she realizes her face feels flushed at the eye contact.
"I have many others,” Ezio chuckles deeply. His head tilts slightly at her. “I will just use those as replacement.”
“Or just my name. That’s sufficient,” she comments, walking past him and turning to lean against the wooden table. Rosa’s eyes glimmer a small amount when she sees the taller man takes a few slow steps towards her. Her arms fold across her chest to appear more broad. He was intimidating, and right now in a good way. “What are you even doing here? I thought you were in Monterrigioni?”
“I have some things here to take care of,” Ezio begins, slowly getting closer. “I’m starting to realize you know where I’m going even before I do.”
His hand reaches for the back of her jawline and slowly traces it to the front with a feather like touch, taking in the fact that he notices she hasn’t retreated away from him. Maybe even shifted her weight just a slight amount to rest into his palm.
A deep chuckles erupts from his chest.
“You are not following me are you?”
Another roll of the woman’s amber eyes and she gently removes his hand away, not flinching when it settles just beside her on the desk.
“Not every woman wants to chase after you Ezio,” she replies, shyly looking up at him. His laugh is intoxicating, practically feeling his chest hum as he reels in closer. Rosa has to look away from him and down to the floor. However he wasn’t having it, wanting her to look at him. It was rare times he was able to get this close to her and not have her back away. 
A finger rests on her chin, another under it as he lifts Rosa’s face to look at him. She has no choice but to.
“Only a jealous woman would say such a thing.”
Rosa chuckles sarcastically and rolls her eyes, still held captive by Ezio’s hand under her chin. 
“Your charms do not work on me Ezio,” she says, pushing his hand away once again, and like the other it rests on the other side of the table. The man manages to wedge himself between her legs.  He tilts his head again, smiling down at her. The woman can feel his breath on her lips and nose. 
“Yet you have not told me to stop,” he whispers, beginning to gently sway with her. “Perhaps they are working more than you think.”
“You have me wedged between a table Ezio,” she replies softly as well. “I cannot really go anywhere.”
Another chuckle from him, and this time it makes Rosa reach for the sides of his belt, grasping at the leather gently to rest her hands.
“That wouldn’t stop a woman like yourself,” he smiles, inching his face closer. Ezio watches her lips slightly part and her eyes drift down to his own. Now his other hand comes to cup the other side of her face and she then fully leans into his touch; it sends shivers down his own spine at how content Rosa looked. “Do you want me to stop?”
Immediately her eyes shoot up at him, dazed and shimmering from the lanterns around them. They almost seemed. . . to plead.
Her mouth opens to speak as Ezio’s gets closer, enough to possibly connect, when the curtains separating this room to the one beyond it part ways and flutter like wings of a bird. Ezio’s hands slide off of her, as well as Rosa’s off Ezio, and the woman looks down at the floor sheepishly while Ezio swallows thickly. 
“Oh,” they hear Leo gasp, “I- I did not mean-” He then spins around quickly and fixes his hat. “I shall come back in a few moments!”
Ezio clears his throat and speaks up for Rosa, as she can’t look anywhere else but the floorboards at the moment.
“Va bene (it’s alright), Leonardo,” Ezio sputters. “I just came to check up on you. It seems Rosalina has beaten me to it.”
Leo’s hands fidget with the tail of his belt, turning slowly and awkwardly to look at them. Rosa finally has the courage to peer back at him. She stands now beside Ezio, however with her arms still crossed.
“I was uh, successful in decoding the page you brought me Rosalina,” the artisan speaks. He walks slowly to the desk she was once sitting on and lays the paper flat. He smooths out the page and exhales sharply while the other two peer beside him.
“It is simply an upgrade for your blades,” he says, “it is more lethal in design which provides more speed when using it. It will be so light you might as well be slicing the air open.”
“Funciona para mi (works for me), Leonardo,” Rosa smiles, giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder. He smiles in return. “Anything you design is always worthy.”
With a confident smile and attitude Leo collects both of their silver and takes it to the back of his home again. Within only ten minutes he has returned with both blades and they are looking as sleek as ever. Rosa takes hers in admiration and holds it up to the lantern, watching her reflection on the blade. She then turns back and takes a few steps away to swing her blade effortlessly to test it; Leonardo never ceased to amaze her. 
Holstering it where it belonged on her belt, the woman turns to the men with a smile on her face.
“Muchas gracias (thank you so much), Leonardo. You’re doing God’s work with these Codex pages.”
The flattered and flustered man waves her off as he turns to his desk to sit down. He watches Ezio still admiring his blade and then putting it away. He nods to him and smiles.
“She speaks the truth amico, (friend)” Ezio says.
Another chuckle as Leo sits back in the chair, smiling up at them.
“Enough you two,” Leo prattles, “now go on, you have more important things to do.”
Ezio then turns to Rosa and gives her that cheeky smile he had moments ago where they were. . . closer than they are now.
“Indeed we do.”
She catches on immediately, and her face begins to burn once again. Rosa makes haste for the door as she waves goodbye to Leonardo over her shoulder.
“Adiós amigo!” Rosa calls back. However when she calls Ezio’s expression drops and he looks to Leo; he was hoping Rosa would have waited for him. Leo laughs joyfully at the exchange.
“You better catch up to her,” he says, “she was raised by La Volpe, no? She may be long gone by now if you don’t hurry.”
The assassin huffs and hurries for the door, giving his friend a wave goodbye before leaving. He sees her just outside waiting by a merchant stand, leaning against the brick wall dividing the city from the countryside.
“I figured you would have left me,” he comments, huffing as he gets to her.
“Why?” she questions, “after what happened in there?” The woman huffs as she begins walking with him.  Ezio is baffled a moment, unable to speak before he can finally say anything.
“Well. . . si, actually. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“Who says I was?”
Once again is trying to register what she had said. 
It hits him eventually, and he is wearing an even dumber smile that makes Rosa wish she had kept her damn mouth shut, and she begins to walk faster to try and lose him.
Ezio takes her hand and she stops to look down at it, surprised at his actions. This place was not the time nor location to do this. To even have this conversation.
“Is that right?” he chuckles, making her huff and walk off. He grabs her hand again and she snaps it away.
“We shall not speak of this any longer,” she points an angry finger at him, legs forcing her to walk again. Ezio is close behind.
“Did you enjoy it?!”
“Ezio, por favor. . .”
The man laughs. “You did!”
“I am going to hurt you in a second, cállate! (shut up!)”
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justalilnovice · 6 years
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She could kill you just by smiling.
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kisstheassassins · 3 years
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I'm wiritng a short fic for my oc and Ezio because I miss them.
"Not every woman wants to chase after you Ezio," Rosalina grins. She leans back on the work desk as she watches him slowly approach.
"Only someone who is jealous says a thing like that amore."
Its only a snippet but these two will forever be in my heart ❤
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kisstheassassins · 4 years
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Assassin’s Creed 2-Brotherhood OC.
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Rosalina Aluino de Barichara.
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Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ
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Pʀᴏɴᴜɴᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ; Rossa-Leena / Ah-Loo-Ee-No
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ; Female
Aɢᴇ ; 17 when Ezio’s journey began in 1476, and is 37 by the time Brotherhood ends in 1503.
Bɪʀᴛʜ Dᴀᴛᴇ ; November 20th, 1459.
Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ; Assassin, thief.
Nᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ; Colombian.
Aᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ ; Latina.
Zᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ ; Scorpio
Hᴏᴍᴇ ; Current home is the Villa in Monteriggioni. While growing up it was in Barichara, Colombia. Once moved to Italy she lived with La Volpe as her mentor and step father in Rome.
Eᴅᴜᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ;
Hᴏʙʙɪᴇs ; Horseback riding, swordsmanship, running, hand-to-hand combat. 
Hᴀʙɪᴛ﹙s﹚ ; Biting her lower lip, pacing when anxious, fighting impulse to give passing guards the bird.
Aᴅᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ﹙s﹚ ; None.
Pʜᴏʙɪᴀ﹙s﹚ ; Spiders.
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Lᴏᴠᴇ Lɪғᴇ
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Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ; Straight.
Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ; Ezio Auditore.
Pʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ ; Ezio Auditore.
Pᴀsᴛ Lᴏᴠᴇʀs ; None.
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Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs
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Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ; James Aluino (father), Carmen Aluino (mother).
Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs ; None.
Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ; Lola Auditore (daughter), Giovanni Auditore (son).
Friends ; Literally all of the assassins you see on screen. 
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Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ
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Pᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴ ; Top but can switch.
Kɪɴᴋs ; Biting.
Tᴜʀɴ Oɴ﹙s﹚ ; Husked tones, deep voices, whispers.
Tᴜʀɴ Oғғ﹙s﹚ ; Brashness, being forceful.
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Pʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ
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Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ ; 5′7″
Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ ; 163lbs.
Bᴜɪʟᴅ ; Athletic, toned.
Eʏᴇs Cᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ; Dark brown.
Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ; Dark brown, almost black.
Sᴋɪɴ ; Tan, caramel. 
Cʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ; Assassin robes mostly. Will wear light shirt and pants and knee boots if not on duty.
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Aʙsᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ
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Lɪᴋᴇs ; New books, new weapons, new horse tack, Ezio. 
Lᴏᴠᴇs ; Reading, training, horse riding, her horse Nero, her friends, Ezio, carnivale.
Eɴᴊᴏʏs ; Watching sunsets and sunrises, horse rides, being near horses, being at the stables.
Sᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ Aᴛ ; Swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, running, horse handling.
Pᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ Aᴛᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇ ; Quick thinking. 
Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ; The Borgia, animal cruelty, laziness. 
Hᴀᴛᴇs ; Large crowds, broken equipment, mistreated equipment, animal cruelty. 
Nᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ Aᴛᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇ ; Short tempered.
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Exᴛʀᴀ
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Pɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ﹙s﹚ ; Earrings in earlobes.
Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ﹙s﹚ ; None.
Sᴄᴀʀs Oʀ Aɴʏ Pᴀsᴛ Iɴᴊᴜʀɪᴇs ; Scar over nose from enemy blade.
Pᴇᴛ﹙s﹚ ; Black Arabian named Nero.
Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ; Gets the job done, hard-headed, brash, somewhat patient, stubborn, straightforward, light footed, loyal, determined. 
Pᴀsᴛ ; She was pretty much born into the Brotherhood. Both parents were Assassins and they began her training when she was only 7. With Rosa being hard headed and determined as she is she began to see these sessions as goals, and that they had to be finished. She wanted to be strong, and to prove to everyone that she wasn't weak and that she could do things on her own.
Later on when she's older, about 10, her parents begin her history lessons about the Creed and their enemies, and why this is all so important to everyone and the world. Rosa gets frustrated with her studies but she is determined to finish and remember everything, and eventually she packs everything down. She's smart and knows her stuff.
However when she's 13 Templars invade her home and Rosa's parents get her out in time, telling her to seek her grandparents the town over. She runs, and turning back she sees her house in flames, and in her heart she knows that her parents are gone, most likely dead. The Templars do chase her, but thanks to her lessons and what she has learned she hides away easily and avoids them, blending in with the city crowds.
When she reaches her grandparents it's not long before Rosa realizes that by being here she endangers them. She decides she has to leave. Her grandparents tell her of a close family friend that would watch over her and continue her training as an Assassin, as he is one himself. Rosa sets sail with a guide to Rome, and seeks out a man named La Volpe in the countryside.
She arrives a week or more later and uses her skills to find where he is. However her asking around for him doesn't go unnoticed. La Volpe finds her first and immediately recognizes her, as her parents were close friends with him. He realizes that if she's here, then something bad must have happened. He takes her in and basically adopts her into his residence, and it's not long before he's continuing his training with her. He knows Spanish so he's able to teach her Italian as well along the way, as it would be much needed to live where they were.
Through more years of training and developing personal skills, Rosa finally meets the ither Assassin's in the other cities: Machiavelli, Bartolomeo, Paola, and even Giovanni Auditore. They mentor her when they can, giving advice and even attending some sparring sessions and tests for Rosa, to see if she is ready to take the oath or not. It was through her friendship with Giovanni she met his family while on a mission in Florence. And so began her relationship with them.
Age 17, she's taken the pledge/oath of an Assassin, training now completed. She makes frequent visits to Florence since she works at the stables for some side money, wanting to make a somewhat honest living about acquiring money and not just by stealing it. She likes to work anyways, keep herself busy.
With the job she had she was frequently visited by Giovanni and his family, as they grew curious of their friendship at first. Once they visited Rosa more often with Giovanni they would come to her on their own. And Rosa had to report to Giovanni as well when she was on missions in Florence.
Upon hearing the death of Giovanni and his two sons she steps in to help Ezio get his family out of the city, and hunt down those who harmed his family, and those behind it. Thus began her relationship with Ezio.
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kisstheassassins · 5 years
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I still haven't forgotten these two 💗
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kisstheassassins · 6 years
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Rosa spam because she's my daughter and I lOvE hEr.
Rosalina Aluino belongs to me. (And Ezio)
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justalilnovice · 6 years
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… 😈 as a demon!
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When I see the word 'demon' I immediately think of the ones from Supernatural, so that's what I did for Ro.
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justalilnovice · 6 years
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Idk how to get that star emoji so im just gonna say "star." XD
Yeet I’ll do a fact for both of my children
Rosalina (Assassin’s Creed 2)
As much as she loves them, Rosa is allergic to cats
Rikku Hanar (Villainous)
She’s been hired by more villains than she has heroes
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justalilnovice · 6 years
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I got bored :/
Anyways, here's a sketchdump.
1. Rikku Omar -> Villainous OC
2. Ellie -> Team Fortress 2 Scout OC
3. Rosalina Aluino -> Assassin's Creed 2 OC
4-5. Eclipse the Wolf -> Sonic OC
6. Blue Moon -> Eclipse x Sonic
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kisstheassassins · 6 years
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The More You Know.
Found this OC ask meme. This is for Rosa.
Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?
Rosa had this little rag doll when she was younger. She took it overseas with her parents to Rome but lost it when they landed. They were in such a hurry to find a place to hide from Templars she couldn't grab it in time.
Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?
Not a real green thumb person; she forgets to water plants anyways so what's the point of having any if they're gonna die anyways. She has a horse named Nero so she's excellent of taking care of him. And she's decent with children; they get on her nerves sometimes especially when she's younger. As Rosa gets older she eventually gets pregnant and is excited to be a mother, but she dies at childbirth, as well as the child.
Ask them to describe their love interest.
"Stubborn but genuine. Strong but gentle. Hard-headed but soft. Gruff and yet a child. Ezio is a sunset; warm and colorful, his love washing over you like white caps, enveloping you in his arms like blankets. You don't want to leave, for you immediately grow colder the father he moves away. He captures you with his smile, entrances you with his laugh. Dios mio, his eyes. His eyes can slay you with a simple stare. He's everything you would want to have."
Do they look good in red?
Oohhhhh, yes. Definitely.
Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?
If it's required she will. She's not a very public person, and doesn't like to give speeches. It would usually come up off the top of her head.
Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?
Definitely La Volpe, if he's around. Her other options are Leo, Machiavelli, Maria or Ezio.
Bartolomeo. She likes the guy, he's a good friend of hers, he's just not the best at giving advice lmao.
Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.
Beautiful, dangerous, quiet.
"Hard, determined, inquisitive."
Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?
Rosa gets frustrated easily, so she let's Ezio or the others deal with it. She'll help if it's needed.
Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?
Not really. Her father's journal however, yes. It has sketches and pages of information he has written, even letters meant for Rosa as she gets older. She reads it often to keep her mind focused.
What age do they most want to be right now?
She doesn't worry about that, only what's present in front of her.
They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?
Save.
Do they like romance in the books they read (or in the book they’re in)?
She is secretly a romantic, so yes. Don't tell anyone.
Name one thing their parents taught them.
Self-control.
Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?
Those tiny party cakes and buying new books.
What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?
Neither. Both are important for her line of work.
If money wasn’t a limit, what would they wear?
Something casual, maybe a little glam here or there, just for it to pop but nothing too serious. Loose and comfortable, boots and a place for her dagger and bracer. Belt with pouches.
Do they like children?
At first she can't really tolerate them, she doesn't have time or she doesn't want to deal with them. But as time goes on Rosa begins to mature and ends up wanting a family of her own. So yes, at the end she does. But she passes on at childbirth, as mentioned above.
Kissing: tongue or no tongue?
Doesn't really matter. Ezio prefers the tongue though *wink wink*
Do they study before tests? Practice before job interviews?
She pretty knowledgeable beforehand, but it doesn't hurt to read up on it some more before it happens.
What do they like that nobody else does?
Cleaning out the horse stables.
What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?
They'd have to do something really despicable, something untrustworthy, dishonorable. Lying, compromising her work, or just being a dick in general. She'll put up with it for so long, and then she'll put her foot down.
Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?
Most people call her Rosa, but when they use her full name Rosalina, it really catches her attention. She doesn't mind being called pet names, but mostly only by Ezio or La Volpe. Rosa doesn't have pet names for anyone really, maybe Ezio. She calls him "mi amor" a lot when they're together.
Stability or novelty?
Stability.
Honesty or charity?
Both.
Safety or possibility?
Both.
Talent or effort?
Both. Why not look good while doing it?
Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?
Forgiveness and self-control.
Would they date a fixer-upper?
She's already in a relationship.
What recurring dreams do they have?
Nothing too serious. She's had a dream of Ezio hugging her a few nights in a row before they were together.
What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?
She'd still feel guilty about it, whatever happened. She failed, and she was trained not to.
Tagging: @wild-for-kats, and whoever else wants to do this.
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kisstheassassins · 6 years
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Describe Your OC
I saw this post from one of the blogs I follow, @lonicera-caprifolium. l
GENERAL
Name: Rosalina Aluino.
Alias(es): Rosa, Assassin.
Gender: Female.
Age: 17 at the beginning of AC2.
Place of birth: Santa Marta, Colombia.
Spoken languages: Spanish, English, some Italian.
Sexual orientation: Straight.
Occupation: Assassin.
APPEARANCE
Eye color: Dark Brown.
Hair color: Dark chocolate brown.
Height: 5'8"
Scars: Across her nose from a blade.
Burns: No.
Overweight: No.
Underweight: She was as a child until La Volpe took her under his wing.
FAVOURITE
Color: Pink rose, misty woods.
Hair color: None in particular.
Eye color: Has a soft spot for brown eyes.
Music genre: Violin, classical.
Movie genre: If it were modern times, horror.
TV show: If it were modern times, Supernatural and documentaries.
Food: Cakes and apples.
Drink: Water and coffee.
Book: None, in particular. Likes to read old scrolls.
HAVE THEY
Passed university: No such thing in her time.
Had sex: Yes.
Had sex in public: No.
Gotten pregnant: Yes.
Kissed a boy: Yes.
Kissed a girl: No.
Gotten tattoos : No.
Gotten piercings: Her ears, but she rarely wears earrings.
Had a broken heart: Yes.
Been in love: Yes, but they moved away and she never saw them again.
Stayed up for more than 24 hours: Many times.
ARE THEY
A virgin: No.
A cuddler: In private. She doesn't like PDA very much.
A kisser: She likes receiving kisses more than giving them.
Scared easily: Not really. She was trained to toss her fear aside.
Jealous easily: Yes. Although she barely shows signs of it, maybe like cutting you off when you speak or trying to get down to business and cut the small talk.
Trustworthy: Definitely.
Dominant: Most of the time. She likes to give orders.
Submissive: Not really. She likes to be in control.
In love: Yep. With a very handsome Auditore.
Single: Nope.
RANDOM QUESTIONS
Have they harmed themselves: Not on purpose. Usually during training and battle is the only time she's ever harmed. 
Thought of suicide: Nope.
Attempted suicide: Never.
Wanted to kill someone: Oh, yes.
Ride a horse: All the time. She has a horse named Nero.
Have/had a job: Does being an Assassin count? A thief?
Have any fears: Losing any more of her family and friends, her home. She lost them back in Colombia. She does whatever to make sure those close to her now will not be harmed.
FAMILY
Sibling(s): A brother who is Rome; Antonio Aluino, 12 at the start of AC2.
Parents: Besides her brother, her family is gone. Parents were killed by Templars in Colombia, grandparents died to sickness. It's just her and Antonia left alive. La Volpe however, is like a father to her once he takes her in.
Children: She becomes pregnant sometime after AC2, but dies at childbirth before Brotherhood. As does the child. So yes, for only a few moments.
Pets: Her Arabian horse, Nero.
Tagging: @wild-for-kats, and whoever else wants to do it.
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