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“You’ve gotta be kiddin’....” With a sigh of surrender Richard marched out into the main area of the flat and noticed Jack perusing about the fridge, probably for a midday snack. The Scotsman stole a silent inhale, as if prepping himself to jump into the water’s icy depths. “Ey’, Jack?”

Suddenly, he trudged up to his flat mate, tugged the front of his shirt so as to pull him close (more out of impatience to get this over with, more than anything), and without another word, pressed his lips against Jack’s. The kiss felt dry, different, warm, and breathless all at once. When Richard finally pulled away to break for air, he didn’t even check to see if Jack was in shock or smiling smugly at him. Instead, he immediately turned on the heel of his shoe and walked back to his room, utter a brisk, “say absolutely nothin’ and tell nobody!” in a desperate attempt to hide the burning red upon his face. 

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Kassandra had been in London for a few months now. She had met the Frye twins, and had even joined forces with them a few times. Through all those centuries of fighting in the shadows to PROTECT people in need and keeping the Staff of Hermes, she had never officially joined the Assassins, but had become an ally to them quite often in History. Her bloodline had brought the Hidden Ones, who had later brought the Assassins’ Brotherhood itself. She felt like she was part of it, somehow, and this was why she kept joining their side when she could. The twins were the one who had requested her help for one of their allies, Jack.

“It seems like you need me.” She teased, a playful smirk crossing her features. “Jacob wasn’t exactly clear though, so what is it for ?” 

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“you looking for a flash design, or do you have something in mind?” dex raises an eyebrow and walks over to the front desk where the stranger is standing. “i can do either, i had an appointment cancel. got nothing but time.” the shop is empty, rock music thumping through speakers carefully hidden behind potted plants, dex tapping his foot in time with the music. “i’m dex, i’m the artist.”

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“Right, I’m sorry- do I know you from somewhere?” He asked the other, mildly annoyed he was being bothered and tempted to set his sleeve on fire for that reason alone. Wouldn’t actually hurt the bugger, just freak him out a bit.

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“Knock knock!” The actual act of knocking is very brief and he walks through the open door without giving the man inside time to tell him to leave. It isn’t his first time today in the office. Might not even be his last. Taking a breath, Shawn’s grin widens as he relaxes. He and Jack don’t know each other very well yet, but he knows how to make friends. Always has. This is certainly no different. He’s already laid the foundation.

“—Did you get my gift? I left it on your desk this morning. I would have signed it, but I didn’t have a pen and Lassie wouldn’t let me borrow his since I lost his last... three or four or... whatever.” Shawn waves a hand dismissively before hopping up on a desk, acting as casually as if in his own home. “I can sign it now if you have a pen. Unless you threw my note away, of course. But I hope you didn’t because that’d just be cold, man. I clearly put a lot of thought into that.” / @timerogued

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Natakas was on his way to infiltrate a Templar office. He had looked for information about what was happening to him - he got too realistic dreams of what seemed to be a past life of his - everywhere in the Assassins’ archives, and had found nothing, so this time, he had to do something a bit more risky. He didn’t mind though; he knew he would get mad if he didn’t find what was truly happening to him. He didn’t know if the Templars knew more about that phenomenon than the Assassins, but he still had to try. He was about to stealthy enter when he saw someone who seemed to do pretty much the same thing as him. He didn’t talk to him for now - it wasn’t as he knew who the other was. He looked at him from where he was hiding, just to make sure the other’s goal was the same as his.