I am faithful

"...Let god have mercy on you"((indie AC oc blog))

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“peeks in’

Hello!

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control

Seeming to think of a comeback but then woman just sighs and nods ‘l would say you are wrong but you do have a point”

[jonathanpitcairn]

John’s fragile smile remained in place, thinking of his life as a military officer and Templar. He could not recall where his life had not been dictated for him by either his father or his superiors. Had he ever made a decision for himself that was not out of obligation for a higher authority

But he caught himself just in time, before the thought became treacherous. It was dangerous to think like that. “Aye well I imagine that we are both controlled in some fashion or another ma'am,” he responded pleasantly, as if thrilled by the thought.

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The woman was now frowning at what the other has said but he did have a point, she was thinking about what the other has said, crossing her arms.

'l hate that you are right about that, so umm' the woman looks the other over, trying to hide the fact she was unsure of the other. 'who are you'

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

“What do you want to know?”

The assassin smiled. She knew her cover very well. There was no question she could ask that she would not be able to spin a lie for on the spot.

‘Where do you stand on morels, do you think morels are black and white or do you think it is not that easy?' she just seems to write and talk.

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“Would you like a blanket?” she is so fake niceness right now

“Such a kind and selfless young lady.” The sarcasm in Altaïr’s tone was heavy, the effect dampered by the soft sniffle that came after.

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awokenxeagle:

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“I enjoy what we do, there is a satisfaction in the accomplishments of our goal. For us at least not for our opposition.” Altaïr brought the tea up to his mouth but did not drink. Accepting a drink from one coated in red wasn’t a wise move.

Golden eyes now watched the woman carefully, contemplating. What was she after? She would not be able to kill him; a master assassin like him would push his sickness fatigue back until the threat was gone. The clothes Beatrice wore did a good job of hiding weaponry to her credit.

One thing was certain: he would not let her leave with whatever she came to do.

'Ah, l see but does it truly make you feel satisfied and what of this goal, what is it' she just stops herself, trying to play it off. 'forgive me, that was rude of me'

Now she just going to try and look away, trying to look for a bookcase or anything that could hide a book, playing with a sleeve button as her mind tries to think of a plan, one more try than she will give up the act.

'Do you need anything or can l trust you to take the nap?'

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

“The people that work the land.”

She spoke slowly, unsure why that had to be explained.

“Farmers, my tenants, they rent over long periods of time.”

'Good, all of this is going to your page' as she just seems to write something down. 'is there anything you wish to go in the pages or shell l do the guesswork?'

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control

Seeming to think of a comeback but then woman just sighs and nods 'l would say you are wrong but you do have a point”

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

“Hmm?”

She looks at her.

“A promise and a bet, I rented them out, started a community, and boom I’m a lady.”

'l see' she just goes to write in her book, seeming to think about something as she does so. 'Well, that good but what kind of community, if you don't mind telling me that'

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“Would you like a blanket?” she is so fake niceness right now

“Such a kind and selfless young lady.” The sarcasm in Altaïr’s tone was heavy, the effect dampered by the soft sniffle that came after.

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awokenxeagle:

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By now Altaïr was watching Beatrice like the eagle he was named after. The more she engaged him in conversation the more awake he became. “We work the same job.” He didn’t trust this woman-not that he trusted anyone that wasn’t from his original time. Other assassins had trust to an extent but not full trust.

“I’m sure the tea will be fine.” Altaïr’s words were matter of fact as was his usual style. Would she glow red or grey in eagle vision?

Nodding, the woman just shrugs, putting the cup down as she seems to frown at the other, great just great. 'oh, that good, do you enjoy working with him?'

And she was red, seeming to cross her arms at the other, waiting. 'fine, just don't let it get cold'

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

“Is that so?”

The assassin tried her best not to sound the least surprised of her allegiances, deciding instead to occupy herself with her glass.

“That’s rather a clever way to get ahead Indeed, not the least bit subtle.”

'Indeed' she goes to drink more, eyeing the other, subject change.'money is not something to be subtle about, so how did you get your lands?'

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

“I have a few ideas, a few tricks up my sleeve. None of which will effect you. “

She smiled and took a sip of her drink.

“I think you should let him be, he has been paying me for taken notes at party’s' She just eyes the other, putting down her drink.

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Wishing star symbol

🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for?

She would, her wish would be something simple like more paper or more quill

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“Would you like a blanket?” she is so fake niceness right now

“Such a kind and selfless young lady.” The sarcasm in Altaïr’s tone was heavy, the effect dampered by the soft sniffle that came after.

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awokenxeagle:

“Its in the cupboard nearest the kitchen door.” The problem with a nap was that he’d be vulnerable to a number of people and things. Altaïr had become an expert in cat naps along with being a light sleeper like most assassins. But when one’s body was sick it didn’t often follow it’s usual patterns. He couldn’t trust it to wake up. When he was at Masyaf it fell to his brothers to keep watch and any other time period there was one person he could trust enough to watch. This person however was a stranger, strangers weren’t to be trusted. That being said golden eyes were watching the sister for any sign of dubious intention like the eagle he was named after. “How do you know Arno Dorian?” Altaïr was going to gain some information however small.

'Thank you, forgive me if it not as good as others who make it, l do not drink it often' with that, she is off to make tea, pouring the tea then walking back with it, holding the cup out to him, trying her best to think of a plan, she just wanted to do her job and look for items.'well, l know him from just a simple party, nothing really out there, what about you?'

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Berenice family crest is a bull with a crown, to go with how hard headed the Carlevaro family is and the crown is due to show the mother ties to nobility

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"I'm sorry... Do I know you?"

‘l doubt that but who knows, you might have meet my father or brother’ she looked up from picking at her nails. ‘who are you?’

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shadow-the-assassino:

She did as was asked and picked up her own glass and followed suit.

“He only has the military in his pocket,

He decides who wins this war.

But I intend to change that. “

And an eyebrow is going up at that as she goes to drink.'might l ask how do you plan on that, do you wish to pay him or something?'