#ac-aveline

[masterhaythamkenway]

JORDAN WE NEED TO TALK

[masterhaythamkenway]

It's Munday! Do you have someone in mind that you could award with an 'exceptional mun award'? Someone who has been a kind and wonderful person to you, and to others? Tell us who they are, and be sure to thank them for being so kind! There can be more than one, but try to narrow it down if you can!

[Why, yes I do!

Ac-Aveline’s mun. 

Jordan.

She’s always there for me even though I’m a terribad friend, and RP-partner. Thank you so much for being there for me when things are going terribly, and for always being a friend.]

[masterhaythamkenway]

ac-aveline replied to your post: .

U been busy in England methinks

".......Not particularly."

[masterhaythamkenway]

Sweet Dreams

The sunlight streaming through the open curtain was bothering Haytham, he groaned and turned to his side away from it, the sleeping female form next to him was familiar, the chocolate and caramel scent was welcomed and he slowly wrapped his arms around it with a contented sigh.

This time he was sure that it was Aveline sleeping next to him. Her body fit perfectly under his neck and against the shape of his body. He nuzzled her hair with a smile, happy that she was able to spend the night with him without either of them having to climb out the window when the sky was just turning white. This was a rare occasion, his men were out and his Virginia manor was empty of Templars for the first time in a very long time. 

This allowed them unhurried time together, where neither of them would be hunted down or spend it in fear of being caught. There was nothing better than this, if he would call it anything, he could call it bliss. 

[masterhaythamkenway]

Haytham is the Assassin Family hipster.

"I became a templar because assassins are too mainstream"

[masterhaythamkenway]

Masquerade Ball

Haytham had just finished tying his hair, with the ribbon that Aveline had given him. Truthfully he was not a very big fan of the green, but it was an ongoing joke he did not care to finish. 

He looked at himself in the mirror. Graying hair neatly combed back, his dark clothes made him appear taller, grimmer. The coat was lined with gold thread, he wore his cape like usual and finally he settled an ornate mask upon his face. He was ready. He walked out of the room and headed a few doors down the hallway, where he knocked, then he stood outside of it, hands closed behind his back and waited for the permission to enter. 

[masterhaythamkenway]

Aveline walks over to Haytham, ignoring the revelers and citizens partying in the street. Leaning in quickly when no one is looking, she kisses him softly on the cheek. "Happy New Year, Monsieur Haytham," she says quietly with a small smile.

Haytham was mildly startled that she had dared to come up to him in such an open area, and to give him a kiss no less! 

He looked carefully to make sure that no Templar was in sight before he took her hand and kissed her knuckles. 

"Marry Holidays to you too Aveline."