It had taken awhile to get use to the still that came after fighting for so long. Things weren't rushed anymore and Alexandra felt she could breathe again. Without the weight of the Templars upon her for once, she could just be free. This feeling was something she had not felt for awhile. She closed her eyes, savoring this moment.<br/><br/>As the carriage bumped along the roads of Florence, Alexandra was transported back in time. A time when her people thrived, and where life was more simplistic. At that time Alexandra was only a child, learning the ropes of pick pocketing. Still a pup in the eyes of her family, but accepted all the same. She was much happier surrounded by her family, and felt nothing could ever break the bond she had with them.<br/>Alexandra's hands fiddled with the bracelet around her left wrist, fondly remembering how exactly she got it.<br/><br/>Alexandra's tiny feet tried to keep up with the speed she was hoping to obtain, wanting so desperately to get back to her mother. She stumbled a bit here and there, but her stubby legs kept pace. A smile covered her face, as her hand tightened around her prize. Up ahead was her mother, conversing with a few of the other thieves in the family.<br/><br/>"Momma!" cried Alexandra as she threw herself to her mother, "Momma! Momma!"<br/>Alexandra's mother scooped her up, holding her close with a smile. "What is it my dear?"<br/>"I got what you asked for!" Alexandra grinned holding the bag to her mother.<br/>Her mother smiled and nodded with a small laugh as she took the small bag from her daughter. "Very well..."<br/><br/>Alexandra sat next to the warm fire, as her mother was at work in a small armchair beside her. Alexandra patiently waited, listening to the lullaby her mother hummed as she worked. Occasionally Alexandra would look from the dance of the flames to see the progress her mother had made, excited to see what her skills would make her this time. However, her mother always caught her and with a smile reminded her that there was no peeking.<br/><br/>"Alex," Her mother called to her holding out her hand.<br/>Alexandra scrambled up from her spot to her mother's side, curious of what she had made with the few beads and string she provided. In her mother's palm she saw a gray band woven in intricate designs with red and blue beads evenly spaced down the band. Alexandra's eyes went wide as her smile grew.<br/><br/>"Do you like it?" Her mother asked picking up the bracelet from her hand.<br/>Alexandra nodded eagerly, making her mother laugh a little. Her mother took Alexandra's hand and tied the bracelet there.<br/>"And there!" Her mother smiled looking into Alexandra's eyes, "You know what that bracelet means?" Alexandra shook her head. "It is a bracelet of courage, one that ties us together." Her mother moved her sleeve showing an identical one to Alexandra's, "As long as you wear yours and I wear mine, we will never be lost from each other."<br/><br/>Alexandra's eyes opened as her hand clutched the bracelet on her wrist. She peered out the carriage window and saw a single horse tied to a post. Alexandra knew this horse was meant for her when the carriage stopped to let her out. With a sigh she stepped out, not wanting to leave quite yet. She felt the weight of her mission return as her feet touched the ground, and with a heavy heart let the memory of her mother go. Knowing there was no time for memories right now.<br/><br/>-----<br/>Luca had reached his destination, but saw no one around. He huffed, not really looking forward to tracking anybody down. Taking off his hood, he began to wander hoping the family would make themselves known. He came across a marketplace, but saw the streets filled with all sorts people. Surely he would have no luck finding them here. His hand rubbed the back of his neck as he thought. He looked to the sky briefly feeling the heat of the world come into existence.<br/>Luca pulled out the slip of paper Alexandra had given him, looking over it again hoping he had not misread anything.