#;;cassim

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So you forgot to invite your sorta-dad to your birdie wedding, but now you want to invite him to the wedding party. " So you know how we first met at a wedding when you accidentally crashed your son's weddin' ? Wanna do that again...but this time you're invited? " Great job, Iago. Wow.

"A wedding?" Cassim certainly seemed intrigued, fingers running across his goatee as he pretended to contemplate the offer. With a smirk he gave a nod, crossing his arms confidently.

"I had no idea you were even engaged, my boy. This is cause for celebration. I wouldn't miss your wedding for the world--now, libations! I've got a stockade of wine around here somewhere, squirreled away for a moment like this."

He's already searching through his things in the abandoned building he'd made into his temporary home. The vagrant that he was, he hardly settled down in one spot for long. Though the further he got from civilization, the safer he was-- and the longer he could linger in any one place.

"Ah-- here it is!" He procured a pair of bottles that looked to contain some kind of wine-- imported from Rome.

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"Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated."

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"I spent twenty years living with forty other men-- is anyone really surprised I am attracted to them?"

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You'd let this man rob you blind, right?

How about now?

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Aladdin is Cassim's only biological child-- though he DOES also take Iago [@rolliesmuses] under his wing [pun intended] and becomes a father figure to him during their travels. He's been through hell himself-- and offers solace and compassion to the bird.

His relationship with his son is relatively rocky. While Aladdin has accepted Cassim-- he still harbors a lot of resentment for his father being gone all his life. Cassim in turn, acknowledges his shortcomings as a father. He admits he should have looked for his son-- instead of believing the neighbors who told him both his wife and son died of illness.

When Aladdin and Jasmine have kids-- Cassim sneaks back to Agrabah to see the little tyke. Over the years he'd visit for holidays and birthdays-- trying to make up for lost time and mend his relationship with his son.

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chat i'm in the BIGGEST cassim mood so LIKE FOR A THING from him.

multis, gimme a muse or a fews to choose from!

this may come through your inbox or as a starter!

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@rolliesmuses said: Iago paced along Cassim's shoulder as he tried to calm down. "This is a dream… just a dream…"

"Nightmares?" Cassim's soft voice inquired, a hand extending to offer Iago a perch, for a face to face discussion if he desired. Should he wish to remain on his shoulder, the former King of Thieves did not mind.

He was no stranger to bloodshed-- he'd seen the cruelty of men in ways few could imagine. Perhaps that was why he fell into such easy camaraderie with the troubled parrot. Cassim remained sitting where he'd been-- wary of jostling Iago and causing him more distress.

"You know they can't hurt you anymore, my friend. I won't let anyone bring you harm." Normally he'd be gently ribbing the bird, calling him a turkey or some other avian. But he'd learned in his years some situations called for empathy.

Despite being seen as soft-- it was this nature that had endeared him to his old gang [sans Sa'Luk]. Despite believing otherwise, he did make a decent father. Just not to his own son.

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Cassim, I’m curious…how exactly did you become the leader of the Forty Thieves and how did you manage to make them stay loyal to you until Sa’Luk took over?

"The former leader of the Thieves was a heartless man known as Al Qātil-- the Killer. Prior to my rule, the thieves killed without mercy, without regard for the lives they were cutting short." The query was answered solemnly.

"I chose to challenge him for leadership after visiting Agrabah-- I learned my beloved Zena, and my son Aladdin, had died to illness. I was devastated-- and thought to all the families of those my brothers in arms had slain. To know the pain we were inflicting on others, the loss-- it was overwhelming."

"I could let it stand no longer. Al Qātil was a large man-- strong and ruthless. I was young-- small and swift. I forced that murderer over the edge of the mountain and claimed my title. The thieves are honor bound to follow our leader-- regardless of who it is. Many did not care for my rules regarding killing, but they dare not challenge me."

"He remains the only man to die by my own hand. I found the action repugnant, but necessary. Thousands of lives were spared in kind-- and my men learned the importance of mercy."