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[wellformed]

"Darim asked me to bake a cake and I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to baking." Altair informed Nelyo as he slid into the chair across from him with a mug of coffee as well as one of the pastries he usually saw Nelyo eating. He slid the pastry towards him as he took a drink of the coffee.

"Is this a bribe?" Nelyo asked with a small laugh as he took a small bite of the cake after finishing securing his prosthetic hand and forearm down, "Baking is pretty easy if you just follow a recipe, its all about the measurements. But what kind of cake are you thinking? Or did he request something in particular?"

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😂 For Edward from Altair.

😂 - Absolutely enjoys spending time with my muse (and possibly isn’t aware they’re starting to crush on mine or not)

“Ah, but the real Eagle would never admit he enjoys my company!”

[wellformed]

I'm gonna say Rev is 5ft 11. 👀

I can see why Revan is frustrated.

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“You must feel at home here.” 

Kenway had not wanted to wait out the storm here, at the Assassin base. He could feel all their eyes on him, sharp and distrustful. He was surprised their mentor had even let the Jackdaw dock - he supposed he had Altair and Mary to thank for that.

“You know, you never told me why you came out here.”