your presence here deprives me of both

Modern! Malik Al-SayfInformation Specialist for the Modern Day Assassin Order. NSFW This blog will get violetn at times. Trigger warnings will not be tagged Will interact with any Fandom or OC TAG: restpreparecry

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Mi dispiace. Do you want anythin’ to drink or hot food? I’m sure I can do errands for you. I have nothin’ else to do.

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I don’t think anything will help, I’ve already taken what I could find at the store and things I normally take to help it. You said it was too cold. I rather you not go out. 

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Well, do you like tea? I know remedies, Malik. I cook, too.  I’d be fine in the cold, dunno’ about you. I just plain hate it, mate. 

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Tea sounds nice. Maybe you know ones that will work. 

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//how would malik load a gun

i just...

how.

you better have hell of an aim

/shot for being rude to muse. 

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Colt Rail Gun .45 ACP (by jameswonkim11)

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Mi dispiace. Do you want anythin’ to drink or hot food? I’m sure I can do errands for you. I have nothin’ else to do.

[restpreparecry]

I don't think anything will help, I've already taken what I could find at the store and things I normally take to help it. You said it was too cold. I rather you not go out. 

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behind the scenes //ooc-

PSY I AM TRYING TO ROLEPLAY AS MALIK. I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOU TO COME ON. STOP THAT PFT.

IT'S A SIGN/

RIGHT NOW IS MY FAVORITE

GANGNAM STYLE IS GOOD

BUT RIGHT NOW OH MY GOSH

WHAT SIGN IS IT....

THAT YOUR MUSES LOVE THAT SONG LOL.

NO

MALIK WILL NOT

LISTEN TO THIS

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…Hmm..I might venture outside. Maybe. 

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It’s super cold out, right now. I’m stayin’ inside.

[restpreparecry]

Will it warm up tomorrow? 

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Doubtful. It’s below freezin’. Will be all week.

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-sighs- I probably won't work again tomorrow....I've had a horrible headache for two days now. 

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solara-max has entered 

The look the woman received from Malik was not a friendly one. The headache hadn't went away despite everything he tried. He was wrapped in a large blanket that was earthy colored. Black circles had formed under his eyes from the past 24-hours and he hadn't worked for two days. If she was here to ask him to do something he wasn't going to be pleased. 

He really needed to lock that door. 

[restpreparecry]

…Hmm..I might venture outside. Maybe. 

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It’s super cold out, right now. I’m stayin’ inside.

[restpreparecry]

Will it warm up tomorrow? 

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ROFL

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...............

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...Hmm..I might venture outside. Maybe. 

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How am I suppose to work with all that noise later tonight.

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Grazie for the interest

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Worked for both sides? Malik’s eyes narrowed as he listened to the man speak. “I would call you a traitor, yet,” Malik glanced down to his left side, “I cannot call you that. There is someone out there more traitorous out there.” Malik nodded and looked down at the floor. 

“You don’t agree with either of the sides do you? Their views?” He brought his head up, searching the man’s eyes for an answer. He needed to know before he talked too much. 

Leonardo simply smiled though it was not a happy one. “You must understand, I am not a man of violence..” He paused, hands clasped together. “But I am no fool. I know that sometimes a man cannot meet whatever needs he deems he has without using it. But to me there is no reason good enough to kill a man. I will not even raise my hand to one.” He shifted, his hands moving into the heart shape he so often found himself making with them.

“I do not agree with either side. Though I would have considered myself close with a few individuals from each side. One of them had to lose. It was not the assassin.”

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His words spoke truth, yet Malik refused to thing that you could work with the Templars. The Assassins were dying out while the Templars were growing everyday. Malik leaned back in his chair and rested his chin in his hand. "I do not agree with your views, but I doubt there's anything I can say to change it." It was Leonardo da Vinci after all. A finger pressed up against Malik's lips as he sat there, staring at the other man. Could he be trusted? 

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Sevo smiled a little, despite himself.  A wonderful question - clearly this man wasn’t going to fall into her web like most people did.  ”Aha, no.  Perhaps normally, but I’m not really her messenger dog for cruel tricks like that.  Not when recovering from an injury, anyhow.”  

Fingers found a envelope in his jacket, setting it on the counter before stepping back and sitting back down again.  

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The man looked down at the envelop and then back up at Sevo. "What do you want me to do with this?" He hadn't agreed to anything, but this was starting to feel like he was going to have this forced on him rather than just allowing him to say no and continue on his life. 

"You realize I'm a busy man and I cannot make decisions at the fall of a hat yes?" Malik's finger tips landed on the envelop and pushed it back towards the other. 

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Grazie for the interest

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Oh, but he did. Leonardo was always one to notice things he shouldn’t and of course the painter responded for too nonchalantly about it. “Do you make maps for them? I have worked for both myself.” He paused, wonder if more elaboration was needed. “..the templars and the assassins.” He ventured to offer a little more of an explanation. He wouldn’t go into further detail unless he was questioned. The Maestro was a bit concerned that his talkative nature would grate on the other’s nerves.

“Well, I suppose that would make me a traitor.. I have never been a man for choosing sides.” At times he felt that it was something he should be ashamed of but he could never bring himself to decide anyone was right or wrong. Who was he to make that sort of decision?

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Worked for both sides? Malik's eyes narrowed as he listened to the man speak. "I would call you a traitor, yet," Malik glanced down to his left side, "I cannot call you that. There is someone out there more traitorous out there." Malik nodded and looked down at the floor. 

"You don't agree with either of the sides do you? Their views?" He brought his head up, searching the man's eyes for an answer. He needed to know before he talked too much. 

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Grazie for the interest

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That only made him want to look at it more. His eyes stayed on where the map rested even as he took a seat. Any questions he had before had temporarily fled from his mind. “Am I being too nosey, perhaps? But that looked a bit technical.. what is it you do?” Leonardo rubbed the back of his head with a nervous laugh. Truly there were no questions he had that did not seem intrusive. He was going to ask them all anyway. “Do you draw? You must do some sort of schematics, I see the means to make lines precise. You also have a lot to write with.”

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This was going to get no where if he was just going to try and dodge the question over and over. He was either going to continue to ask or get up and make a mess of his cover up. Malik sighed again and looked over at the desk. "Maps. I make maps." He couldn't say anything else to this man. About the Order or anything, but that's when Malik's eyes caught one of the tapestries he had hanging up in the room. 

Of course he would have had the Order's symbol hanging up. He pinched the bridge of his nose. Maybe Leonardo wouldn't notice it and ask what it was. 

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a narrative written by Connor Kenway