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“Altaïr! In my absence, I have not been heard news but I am confident that all is well, under your watchful eye. Tell me, do you have any news to share?”
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masyafmentor
“Altaïr! In my absence, I have not been heard news but I am confident that all is well, under your watchful eye. Tell me, do you have any news to share?”
masyafmentor
//Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood
It was only when the Apple of Eden was safely at Isola Tiberina. It was the safest place in Roma for it - the place that was most defended and safe from the Templars.
It had always been falsely located by their thieves and courtesans with whom some Templar informants trusted. With the notoriety of the Assassins, it was crucial in a city such as this.
It was stored safely in its chest in his bedroom - safe from the curious eyes of his recruits. This was not an object to be messed with.
Though it was an object that could help him locate Cesare and end this once and for all.
As he sat down at his desk, he could hear the gentle hum that the Apple hummed when close to his presence. Already it was calling to him.
With caution, he opened the box and slowly picked it up though almost immediately it began to glow brighter than his eyes could handle. He shielded them as the hum and the glow ever increased.
GET ME ((srry couldn't find the ask))
"Is this yours?"
Shao gently took the book from him. ” Yes, sir.”
♕ ϡ
Send ♕ for a CHILDHOOD headcanon.
Robert’s childhood has always been a source of joy for him, as he and his parents had a very good bond. Especially the experiences with his mother that he had when he was around ten-eleven years old.
At school he often was bullied for being ginger, and his mother always came to him to remind him that his hair is valuable and should be cherished, frequently letting her hair down and showing him that that fact was the truth, the sunlight caressing her hair, making it shine as beautifully as the moon. He truly loved his mother, and was utterly devastated when she fell ill, despite her old age being incredible-- not to mention rare.
--This is the very reason to why he would never ever allow anyone to comment on his hair colour, simply because it gives him the feeling of being closer to his mother-- even if she had passed away a long time ago.
Send ϡ for a MENTAL STATE headcanon.
While he doesn't generally talk much about his emotions, he feels a lot, and often they are overwhelmingly strong too. But the continuous pressure of having to put on a blank face all the time, it has made his mental state.. not all too stable. He is easily the calmest person you know, and yet, if you have him at the inappropriate time he could snap your neck if you even looked at him wrongly.
All of this being caused by being pushed every day to the edge and not being able to show or state how he felt without him being doubted as a businessman, and thus endangering his general survival in the city of Columbia. And neither was it so that he had anyone to help him carry the burden either; he was all alone for way too long.
His 'default' mood is one of indifference, because frankly he prefers this facade of not caring above admitting himself that he did feel, and that it was taking its toll on his mind. He is fully aware of this being the current situation. But he refuses to change it. Scared of being manipulated if he trusts the wrong person with his heart, afraid of it bursting.
♦, ♥, ✫, ☁, ▶
Munday Questions!
♦: Relationship with your Muse
Shao Jun is a muse I can connect to for some reason. I think it's because she's a female and I love her character.
My relationship with her isn't rocky or anything. More like close friends, I want to think.
♥: One thing you love about your Muse.
Oh god, do not get me started!
The way she fights, the way she moves, everything. The fact she was strong enough to continue to Ezio after her mentor's death, her sword work, the fact her hidden blade is in her shoe, THERE IS SO MUCH I LOVE!
✫: Why you began RPing.
I began RPing because I had been big on the M-Preg scene and my uber first partner, Silver-Star-Gazer on dA, was into the same. She and I had many ideas that we bounced off one another and a lot of them fell into several side threads, RPs within RPs and our main RP.
☁: Favorite part of RPing.
Oh god, everything.
You never know what could happen when you RP with someone and I love it. Plotting and planning, writing everything out and even just talking to your partner in the tags.
▶: A talent of the Mun's (besides RPing, of course!)
Making spice rubs for food,
"Is there something on my face?"
Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts
It was only a smudge of dirt on his face, Shao chuckling softly, licking her thumb and rubbing it over the elder's cheek, removing the dark brown spot carefully.
"It is gone now, Mentor." She assured, patting his shoulder before bending over to grab the saucer sled she had, racing back up to the top of the snow covered hill to go again.
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Send me a "ø" and I'll generate a number, your muse will receive one of the following from mine:
6) A strip tease.
Shao Jun stared at him.
And stared some more, blinking as she took her top off, hoping to change into her pajamas since she just came back from a run in the hot summer sun.
Not give the elder a strip show. She was already standing in her pants and a rather sweat soaked sports bra.
"Sir, I would appreciate it if you waited outside the room..." She whispered, pants slipping down her hips as she walked, a hand pulling them back up again to hide her 'getting some' panties.