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[elisexdelaserre]

Having a Templar within put everyone on edge, but it would be foolish for her to attack those she requests aid from, so she is left to be. Only passing, having his own mission, he stops a moment to pass on their message before leaving. ❝ I see you are still waiting for the Council’s approval. They will see you now. ❞ A pause. ❝ Though, a word of advice ? Anger is a powerful and useful energy, but do not let it consume you entirely, for it will only reward you with despair. Au revoir, Élise. ❞

Élise nodded. Of course, she knew he was right. She was a bit NERVOUS, the last time she had assisted a meeting with the Assassins, one of them had ended up murdering one of them and accusing her of it. She tried to look confident, and she was, somehow, because she knew she wasn’t there to attack anyone, but she never knew how they could react. This was why it was so difficult to TRUST them. But Connor was fine. She didn’t know if she could consider him an ally yet, but he wasn’t an enemy, and that was a good first step. This is why she ended up smiling softly in his direction. If only he knew how important these words were to her - she knew how hatred and anger could consume her if she wasn’t careful. 

“I’m ready.” She assured, before she hesitantly added, “And… Merci. I hope the meeting will go well.”

[huntsrevenge-a]

👉 — point to something for my muse to see

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     Her gaze followed to where he was pointing, though Saren had to crane her neck a little and stand on her toes. She mimicked him, hopefully pointing to the same object as he was.

     “ I think I see what you mean, ” she said. “ Is it along the ridge over? Nestled in those pine trees? ”

[defunct-m17es]

❝ Some things in our lives are inevitable. ❞

            “ 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓  𝐘𝐎𝐔  𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓  𝐀  𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑  𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 ?  ”    there’s  bitterness  there .   vitriol  and  rage  and  ancient ,  bloody  grief .    ( who  are  we ,  who  have  been  so  blessed  to  share  our  stories  like  this ?    to  speak  across centuries ? )    is  it  destiny  to  be  vehicles  of  suffering ?    is  it  divine  will ,  written  in  the  stars  and  carved  into  stone  at  some  forgotten  corner  of  the  world ,  that  they  must  lose  and  be  lost  in  turn ?    RATONHNHAKÉ:TON  IS  BRAVE .     strength  of  flesh ,  OF  HEART ,  forged  in  fire  and  tragedy .    a  better  man  than  desmond .    the  boy  who  ran ,  the  man  who  is  still  running  in  newer,  subtler  ways .    HE  DESERVED  BETTER .    HE  DESERVES  BETTER .    today’s  bitterness  tastes  like  an  apology  desmond  cannot  give ,  like  a  childish  kind  of  regret ,  like  a  dream  made  of  ‘what-ifs.’    pointless ,  shallow  platitudes  that  ratonhnhaké:ton  does  not  deserve  to  hear .   instead  he  smiles ,  fond ,  wry ,  heartbroken .    “  is  this  you  getting  all  existential  on  me ?    yeah ,  NO  THANKS .    fate  and  all  that  jazz  can  shove  it .  ”

[polyphoniie-a]

❝ What’s done is done. That's the way the river runs. ❞ / @ evie frye !

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“I happen to agree. The past is past. There’s no reason to dwell upon it.” Evie nods with certainty.

“Of course, that means we mustn’t dwell upon it. Which is far easier said than done, if you ask me.”

[silentknivves-a]

❝ I think that's enough for one day. ❞

Heavy breaths pushed through her lips; a part of her wanted to fight the exhaustion, but eventually she found herself desperately gasping for air. Her hands reached down to her knees, buckling over to a slight crouch. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead to the soil below. Her hands were wrapped with a strip of cloth, but blood from old wounds started to seep through. Perhaps she might’ve overdone it–using anger to fuel her training. When the fellow assassin spoke, she swiftly raised her hand in response.

“No, I’m fine.” she barely managed to get the words out clearly. When her lungs calmed, she stood up. A sense of pride and conviction burned in her eyes. “Let’s continue.”

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[huntsrevenge-a]

❝ Can you be sure of that ? ❞

     “ Absolutely. ” There was no sense of hesitation in her voice. “ Tracks never lie; whoever it was you were looking for, it seems they got into some sort of struggle before being carted off. ”

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