The King's Honour

[ Independent RP Account for Tazim Al-Sayf, son of Malik Al-Sayf of the Assassins Creed Franchise.] *this rp blog is multiship friendly.* *Mun is 25+ Mun Art rp wishlist  Get your Portable ID!

[kingshonor]

Tazim sat, idly throwing knives at a target. Most bounced off the target, all fell to the ground. His mind was clearly elsewhere as he couldn't focus on his training at all.

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Tazim's living room was packed with plastic bags, his reusable ones stuffed to the brim. He had spent the week manically couponing using papers, subscriptions, labels from his last trip, and anything he could find online. He had several binders, one to organize coupons for every store he had to hit. His poor car barely made it home. The order gave him a meager allowance for supplies for upkeeping the bureau but most of it had come from his father's running of the building and with Tazim's problems? He saw it dwindle to just about nothing. So what he made working his 9-5 job at the bar plus the stipend? He had to coupon most of it. Tazim prided himself on the bureau. It was always overstocked, kept so clean one could eat off the floor. Then came the best part of his job: getting to organize and put it all away. The bureau's upkeep honestly kept him sane.

[kingshonor]

[as usual all of my open posts are tagged as 'open'! It's one of the few things I kept from the old blog]

[kingshonor]

Tazim froze at the top of the building, other assassins running and jumping past him. He'd fucked up! He'd fucked up again and looked down, vertigo freezing him in place.

[kingshonor]

Tazim jolted awake, a nightmare scaring him so badly that he was able to wake himself. He was left lying quietly, staring at the ceiling as he tried to calm himself down.

[kingshonor]

[things I need to do: -write up verses for: fallout, mass effect, and prototype -clean up Tazim's about -clean up mun about page]

[kingshonor]

Tazim didn't know the seizure was coming, usually he'd have an aura and know to sit down, but not this one. He stared off into space for a second before he dropped everything in his arms and hit the ground, convulsing.

[kingshonor]

Tazim was picking at his fingers, leg bouncing nervously as he looked around.

He had nothing to do.

The bureau was scrubbed spotless,his hands raw from the chemicals. Everything was restocked, beds made, provisions canned and frozen.

He had nothing to do.

And that was when the craving set in.

He wanted to be back in the Animus, he wanted to be useful, even if it was in another life.

He groaned and rubbed the back of his neck, he wanted back in.

[kingshonor]

Tazim was picking at his fingers, leg bouncing nervously as he looked around. He had nothing to do. The bureau was scrubbed spotless,his hands raw from the chemicals. Everything was restocked, beds made, provisions canned and frozen. He had nothing to do. And that was when the craving set in. He wanted to be back in the Animus, he wanted to be useful, even if it was in another life. He groaned and rubbed the back of his neck, he wanted back in.

[kingshonor]

[I’m trying to wake Tazim back up, I miss him.  Um, consider all my threads before this point dead as well as histories and stuff.  I’m completely revamping Tazim and starting over with him.  The only reason why I don’t just mass delete everything is because I still want to keep the writing. 

So if I want a fresh start with Tazim here it is c: ]

[kingshonor]

[GUESS WHO REMEMBERED THEIR EMAIL LOGIN INFO FINALLY

JESUS]

[kingshonor]

[BETCHU THOUGHT YOU SAW THE LAST OF ME-

aka another “WHERE IN THE WORLD IS TAZIM-MUN”

So last fall I started my senior year at AAU, I’m currently enrolled in 3 of my last 5 classes, one of which is an 800 level character design class.  I’m also in Advanced Perspective for Illustration, Film, and Video Games as well as an Illustration 2/Portfolio prep class.  I’m still working my 3 jobs and I also just applied for an internship at Blizzard this summer ;u; /

Lastly, I have been dedicating 99% of my free time to my Dragon Age RP account since I’ve been kinda wavering on Assassins Creed lately with the last couple of titles.  I thought Syndicate would kinda renew my drive for it but eh.  I still do love playing Tazim though, it’s just finding an active fandom UuU ]

[kingshonor]

Tazim was flopped over the plush leather couch in the living room, his four birds all nested in his wild, curly hair and under his chin.  He continuously made kissy noises at the one closest to his mouth as he idly played with his 3DS.  Sometimes running the bureau was quiet.

[sonnentrxpfen-deactivated201512]

Reblog if your character is a flirty little shit.

[kingshonor]

Tazim was…well he could be pegged as a lazy novice as of late.  He skipped his lessons and hid himself away the best he could to eat his little snacks and read his books.  The library was so massive and filled with so much knowledge he just couldn’t contain himself around all those rare books and scrolls! 

It was a day as any other.  He woke with the novices, started to do their morning runs and then, simply, he disappeared.  Run off to go read his books and manuscripts.

[tesla-assassin-moving]

Željko was the first to notice that Tazim was missing, although he didn’t say a word to the Assassin in charge of them. He was a troublemaker himself, but for totally different reasons. To put it simply, he was the total opposite of Tazim; he loathed the sight of a book, much preferring to engage himself in combat. Unfortunately for the recently made orphan though, he sometimes got too carried away and took his fighting skills outside the training grounds.

Upon the first opportunity he could take, the young male snuck out of their stealth practices to find Tazim. He had a fairly good idea where the other was, having recently become rather good friends, and upon finding him, plopped down next to him and tried his best to be interested in at least one of the titles of the books the other had grabbed.

“You know, absorbing all of this knowledge isn’t going to help you with every problem you’ll face,” Željko sighed. “Like the fact we’ll both probably get lashings once they find us.”

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“Mmm but punching and being sleepy and running ten miles before the sun is up won’t help either!” he chuckled, taking a bite of the cheese he had squirreled away with himself, “I told them I’d rather be a scholar or a dai and baba just would not have it!  ‘We’re field assassins! Honor!’ blah blah-” he waved his hand dismissively. 

“And you’re too serious, friend!  Once they find us?  I think you mean if they find us!  Nobody knows about this place except you and me.” he grinned.

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Shaun looks over to the kid with eyebrows raised, holding back a snort. He sounded like a bloody robot. Although, it was easy to read the signs. Tazim looked as though he was breaking a sweat, a certain kind of nervousness wracking his body. 

“Relax, you don’t need to give me a whole Wikipedia article on yourself.” He sighs and looks back to the blurring city, the car sounding as though it was ready to die on them. Shaun keeps his fingers crossed — and winces at doing so — that they’d get to the Bureau in one piece. He looks over his shoulder, making sure that there weren’t any familiar cars tailing them.

“I suppose I should… thank you.” It’s difficult to get the words out, but Shaun swallows down his pride. The last thing he needed was for Tazim to crash due to stress. The bloke looked as though he was gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.

[kingshonor]

Tazim let out a held breath, he was anxious and programmed to respond.  He didn’t want to fuck up any more. 

“I-I don’t worry about it.” he finally nodded, “It was an honor to save you, Mr.Hastings.”

Finally the novice pulled into the brick driveway, turning off the rust bucket of a car.  The house, well, bureau, appeared to be nothing more than a quaint cabin, a facade hiding the top of the line security and sleek modern interior of the bureau. 

The smaller made his way over to the passenger side to help Shaun from the car, “You’re lucky, I just cleaned the guest room and turned down the bed.  We can get you cleaned up and I can draw you a hot bath or get a shower ready if you’d like.” he offered.

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It’s been a while since I made any comics and I’ve had this idea for a while, so I gave it a shot because I think it’s sort of cute. Elf children. Yay.

Saffran/Esche’tu (cutest elf child), Nénuro (longest hair) and Asegedeche (prettiest scholar) are all mine.

[kisskicker]

This is amazing and I am Duty Bound to show it to everyone.

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Oh. My. Goodness.