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Half- Divina and Mikomi, half Assassins' Creed Brotherhood fanart. It's been in my sketchbook ages, I just never got around to colouring it, and probably never will. Hop you like it ^^

Do not colour without my permission if you feel the inclination

Edit: Great, I look at it a second time, and I see half a bleeding dozen mistakes at least. Ugh. Oh well, I only put this here so that you all know I know about them.

Little story along with it: long before my story was underway, an Assassin adept traversed the distance of Rome's roofs towards her target. The target was in a meeting hall of a number of local senators and certain relations. She completed her assignment easily, but not without everyone in the room seeing, including a certain Celeste de Respirodonna. Quite improbably, this same lady recognised the Assassin in street clothes. Naturally the Assassin attempted to, err... convince her of her mistake, unable to kill her without arousing suspicion given her high status and innocence of crime. Instead, Celeste promised to remain quite if she, the Assassin, would do her a kindness. The Assassin agreed, admittedly intrigued. Celeste asked if she could, with the skills she had shown, take her to the top of the Pantheon. Slightly surprised, the Assassin agreed. Every so often afterwards though, the two would see each other again in the streets, and Celeste would ask to be taken to even higher and grander areas, risking both of them to guards and danger in the process. The Assassin didn't mind the danger, and over time began to rather enjoy these forays into danger and indeed, to be in the presence of the other woman. It occurred to her that, if anything, she had purposely, if not subconsciously been allowing the woman to notice her, which confused her somewhat.
After several weeks of this, Celeste asked for the Assassin's name. Not wanting to expose her identity, the Assassin lied, taking the name of an old friend from far away who had recently died. Unbeknownst to her, Celeste knew she was lying, but she made no objection.

After this, Celeste stopped asking the Assassin to take her to dangerous places, and instead asked her to come to the market with her. The Assassin agreed, again rather wrong-footed, and later somewhat regretted going. Celeste spent the whole day getting the Assassin to try and go shopping with her, something the Assassin had no interest in. At the end of the day however, Celeste invited the Assassin to come with her to a local party that was being held for certain aristocratic families and their guests. The Assassin refused, giving no reason despite Celeste's questioning.
Over the next few days, the Assassin saw no sign of Celeste, and began to go in search of her, feeling badly about what she had done, and even more bewildered.

Using certain methods her Order were gifted at, the Assassin found the home of the Respirodonnas, and found Celeste in her room. She questioned Celeste as to why she never goes out any more, but Celeste refused to give an honest answer. Becoming infuriated at her stubbornness, the Assassin turned to leave, demanding of herself why she bothered going. As she turned however, Celeste took hold of her hand, and asked her not to leave, sounding most upset. In this state, she admitted that before, she had never gone out very often, as she was not particularly inclined towards the bustle of Rome, but she had gone in hopes of seeing her, the Assassin. The Assassin didn't understand, and asked why she would do that just to see her, and why she would ask to go to all of those dangerous places and risk both of them getting hurt all that time. Celeste didn't answer for a moment, but after a moment or two, Celeste pulled on the Assassin's hand, and without much warning, kissed her on the mouth. The Assassin pushed her hurriedly away, and ignoring Celeste's anguished cries for her to come back, dived out of the window and out of sight.

It was some weeks before the Assassin managed to come to terms with what had happened, not the least because for the majority of that time she was away in Austria on a mission, but at the end of it, she decided that the only way to lay everything to order was to confront Celeste again.
Revisiting her apartment, she found that Celeste was not within. Asking respectfully at the front door, she found from her irritable father that Celeste had been spending almost every waking hour outdoors, from dawn until passed dusk, and gave no explanation as to why she was doing so. The Assassin scoured the streets of Rome looking for her, eventually searching all of the outlying region as well. She found her eventually next to the Colosseum being harassed by Borgia guards who seemed to be having some rather off-duty activities on their minds.
Upon rescuing her, Celeste began to apologise for what she had done, and that she had never wanted to make the Assassin hate her. The Assassin listened, feeling oddly out of place, and tried something that had not occurred to her before. In the shadow of the giant monument to a power long gone, the Assassin returned Celeste's kiss, and found that she felt right. For the first time in weeks, Celeste smiled at the Assassin, and asked her for her name. The Assassin paused, but after staring at her for a moment or two, she felt an inner wall open up, and she gave her true name.
In the locked bedroom of Celeste de Respirodonna, Celeste held herself close to the Assassin's bare skin beneath the bedsheets, and told the Assassin that she did not mind risking her reputation and even her life to be with her, but asked her if she felt the same. The Assassin smiled, an ran a hand across Celeste's pale cheek.

"For an Assassin: Nothing is truth. Everything is permitted"

Assassin's Creed and related media: Ubisoft

Mikomi and Divina: Daniel-Gleebits

Rome: History and Italy. Make Pasta, not War

Description
Half- Divina and Mikomi, half Assassins' Creed Brotherhood fanart. It's been in my sketchbook ages, I just never got around to colouring it, and probably never will. Hop you like it ^^

Do not colour without my permission if you feel the inclination

Edit: Great, I look at it a second time, and I see half a bleeding dozen mistakes at least. Ugh. Oh well, I only put this here so that you all know I know about them.

Little story along with it: long before my story was underway, an Assassin adept traversed the distance of Rome's roofs towards her target. The target was in a meeting hall of a number of local senators and certain relations. She completed her assignment easily, but not without everyone in the room seeing, including a certain Celeste de Respirodonna. Quite improbably, this same lady recognised the Assassin in street clothes. Naturally the Assassin attempted to, err... convince her of her mistake, unable to kill her without arousing suspicion given her high status and innocence of crime. Instead, Celeste promised to remain quite if she, the Assassin, would do her a kindness. The Assassin agreed, admittedly intrigued. Celeste asked if she could, with the skills she had shown, take her to the top of the Pantheon. Slightly surprised, the Assassin agreed. Every so often afterwards though, the two would see each other again in the streets, and Celeste would ask to be taken to even higher and grander areas, risking both of them to guards and danger in the process. The Assassin didn't mind the danger, and over time began to rather enjoy these forays into danger and indeed, to be in the presence of the other woman. It occurred to her that, if anything, she had purposely, if not subconsciously been allowing the woman to notice her, which confused her somewhat.
After several weeks of this, Celeste asked for the Assassin's name. Not wanting to expose her identity, the Assassin lied, taking the name of an old friend from far away who had recently died. Unbeknownst to her, Celeste knew she was lying, but she made no objection.

After this, Celeste stopped asking the Assassin to take her to dangerous places, and instead asked her to come to the market with her. The Assassin agreed, again rather wrong-footed, and later somewhat regretted going. Celeste spent the whole day getting the Assassin to try and go shopping with her, something the Assassin had no interest in. At the end of the day however, Celeste invited the Assassin to come with her to a local party that was being held for certain aristocratic families and their guests. The Assassin refused, giving no reason despite Celeste's questioning.
Over the next few days, the Assassin saw no sign of Celeste, and began to go in search of her, feeling badly about what she had done, and even more bewildered.

Using certain methods her Order were gifted at, the Assassin found the home of the Respirodonnas, and found Celeste in her room. She questioned Celeste as to why she never goes out any more, but Celeste refused to give an honest answer. Becoming infuriated at her stubbornness, the Assassin turned to leave, demanding of herself why she bothered going. As she turned however, Celeste took hold of her hand, and asked her not to leave, sounding most upset. In this state, she admitted that before, she had never gone out very often, as she was not particularly inclined towards the bustle of Rome, but she had gone in hopes of seeing her, the Assassin. The Assassin didn't understand, and asked why she would do that just to see her, and why she would ask to go to all of those dangerous places and risk both of them getting hurt all that time. Celeste didn't answer for a moment, but after a moment or two, Celeste pulled on the Assassin's hand, and without much warning, kissed her on the mouth. The Assassin pushed her hurriedly away, and ignoring Celeste's anguished cries for her to come back, dived out of the window and out of sight.

It was some weeks before the Assassin managed to come to terms with what had happened, not the least because for the majority of that time she was away in Austria on a mission, but at the end of it, she decided that the only way to lay everything to order was to confront Celeste again.
Revisiting her apartment, she found that Celeste was not within. Asking respectfully at the front door, she found from her irritable father that Celeste had been spending almost every waking hour outdoors, from dawn until passed dusk, and gave no explanation as to why she was doing so. The Assassin scoured the streets of Rome looking for her, eventually searching all of the outlying region as well. She found her eventually next to the Colosseum being harassed by Borgia guards who seemed to be having some rather off-duty activities on their minds.
Upon rescuing her, Celeste began to apologise for what she had done, and that she had never wanted to make the Assassin hate her. The Assassin listened, feeling oddly out of place, and tried something that had not occurred to her before. In the shadow of the giant monument to a power long gone, the Assassin returned Celeste's kiss, and found that she felt right. For the first time in weeks, Celeste smiled at the Assassin, and asked her for her name. The Assassin paused, but after staring at her for a moment or two, she felt an inner wall open up, and she gave her true name.
In the locked bedroom of Celeste de Respirodonna, Celeste held herself close to the Assassin's bare skin beneath the bedsheets, and told the Assassin that she did not mind risking her reputation and even her life to be with her, but asked her if she felt the same. The Assassin smiled, an ran a hand across Celeste's pale cheek.

"For an Assassin: Nothing is truth. Everything is permitted"

Assassin's Creed and related media: Ubisoft

Mikomi and Divina: Daniel-Gleebits

Rome: History and Italy. Make Pasta, not War