I knew that Renaissance Italy was behind scientifically. But knowing something academically is vastly different from experiencing it. And I should have known that as well. The doctors here still use leeches!
Auditore’s family is… nice. Nicer than expected. They accepted me very easily, especially the youngest brother. I like him. His sister is letting me borrow some clothes of hers from when she was a child until we can have ones made. I am “woefully out of fashion,” she says.
I have been watching Auditore and his older brother climb the nearby buildings and I am convinced that I could do it as well if I wasn’t stuck wearing this skirt. Maybe I’ll sneak out one day and find a pair of pants that will fit me.
…I miss my dog. And community, remind me that altering the course of history by introducing them to the germ theory just a bit early would be a bad idea?
Third Person:
She had been on the community for years now, having birthdays and finding family. She sometimes lost that family, like Naoto Shirogane. Sometimes she wondered how “Naoto-nii” was doing, but it wasn’t as often as it once was. It had been over a year since she lost contact, after all. She still had Cousin Saguru and found Papa Kamina, so that was enough for her.
She was also slowly becoming used to her new body, her new age. She didn’t know if that was the community’s doing, or simply the three years she had spent as Haibara Ai instead of Miyano Shiho, but she couldn’t say it bothered her as much as it once did. Perhaps that should have bothered her.
The thing that never went away though, never was very far from her mind, were the memories of Vermouth being on the community, of Conan hiding information from her and risking everything by not being careful. Which was why, when she blew up her laboratory, she decided she could escape all that, escape the constant risk of being found and killed. The community had world hops. She had friends in different worlds she could stay with for a time. So when Ezio Auditore offered his home for a time, and then Kamina offered his as well, she leapt at the chance and was now living in Italy.
Renaissance era Italy. With plague doctors wearing masks stuffed with herbs to keep illness away and reliance on the humors to treat illnesses. But it was also the era of Leonardo da Vinci, before his Vetruvian Man drawing. And that, even with the lack of scientific advancement, combined with the sheer freedom she felt, that made relocating so very much worth it.
Haibara Ai | Detective Conan/Magic Kaito | ReApp 2/2
First Person (entry type):
I knew that Renaissance Italy was behind scientifically. But knowing something academically is vastly different from experiencing it. And I should have known that as well. The doctors here still use leeches!
Auditore’s family is… nice. Nicer than expected. They accepted me very easily, especially the youngest brother. I like him. His sister is letting me borrow some clothes of hers from when she was a child until we can have ones made. I am “woefully out of fashion,” she says.
I have been watching Auditore and his older brother climb the nearby buildings and I am convinced that I could do it as well if I wasn’t stuck wearing this skirt. Maybe I’ll sneak out one day and find a pair of pants that will fit me.
…I miss my dog. And community, remind me that altering the course of history by introducing them to the germ theory just a bit early would be a bad idea?
Third Person:
She had been on the community for years now, having birthdays and finding family. She sometimes lost that family, like Naoto Shirogane. Sometimes she wondered how “Naoto-nii” was doing, but it wasn’t as often as it once was. It had been over a year since she lost contact, after all. She still had Cousin Saguru and found Papa Kamina, so that was enough for her.
She was also slowly becoming used to her new body, her new age. She didn’t know if that was the community’s doing, or simply the three years she had spent as Haibara Ai instead of Miyano Shiho, but she couldn’t say it bothered her as much as it once did. Perhaps that should have bothered her.
The thing that never went away though, never was very far from her mind, were the memories of Vermouth being on the community, of Conan hiding information from her and risking everything by not being careful. Which was why, when she blew up her laboratory, she decided she could escape all that, escape the constant risk of being found and killed. The community had world hops. She had friends in different worlds she could stay with for a time. So when Ezio Auditore offered his home for a time, and then Kamina offered his as well, she leapt at the chance and was now living in Italy.
Renaissance era Italy. With plague doctors wearing masks stuffed with herbs to keep illness away and reliance on the humors to treat illnesses. But it was also the era of Leonardo da Vinci, before his Vetruvian Man drawing. And that, even with the lack of scientific advancement, combined with the sheer freedom she felt, that made relocating so very much worth it.