#Altaïr now knows how Malik felt about his arrogance

[thedragonqueen1998]

Once again, the limit's been hit. This post is like a ball we keep throwing at each other, every once in a while, one of us throws it too hard and we gotta get a new one. The most inefficient post on Tumblr. XD

Altaïr finally starts realizing his feelings, ey? :> And maybe before going after Robert he confesses to Desmond. Then after Altaïr sees the map, he feels Desmond being ripped away and no matter what he won't return to him. Not until he starts studying the Apple.

@thedragonqueen1998 and I had fun adding these tags on this post but we reached the tag limit so I figured we should create its own post…

And still reblog with tags instead XD

Previous tags

#i accidentally reblogged this on my other account #oh well #bitch slap #assassin’s creed #i made altaïr twirl around all the time #altaïr ibn la'ahad

#<previous tags #Altaïr just hears Desmond’s shitty rendition of “You spin me Round”

#< thedragonqueen1998 prev tags #ngl you said “You Spin Me Round” and my brain went “Turn around… every now and then-” #and now i’m just imagining desmond singing both songs on repeat XD

#< previous tag #Altaïr knows no peace #and he can’t do jack shit about the spirit haunting him #Desmond is messing with Altaïr ‘cause he can’t do anything to the Templars #and Altaïr’s a bit of a dick in the beginning so he deserves it

#< thedragonqueen 1998 prev tags 2 #they are both suffering and annoying each other #just to get some kind of ‘reprieve’#but also… #altaïr thinks desmond is his true punishment for failing the mission XD

#< previous tags #does Altaïr think God himself sent a spirit to punish him #or that Al Mualim is responsible? #either way #he just wants some peace and quiet #just for 5 minutes #Desmond please! #i am begging you #Desmond is just having the time if his life

[djinnylein]

Day 2 - Masyaf

I’m late with the second day of the AC1 week. Wasn’t at home yesterday, so I didn’t have the chance to upload this. I’m going to catch up with this now and later I will post the third day, too.

Still, please enjoy!

Malik sighed as he let the training assassins in the courtyard behind him, walking the path leading from the castle down to the village. He wasn’t one of them anymore. After not only losing his brother, his arm and almost his life he had to leave Masyaf to take over the duty as Rafiq in Jerusalem. Actually it should be quite an honor to get this opportunity for him after getting the handicap. But still, the circumstances weren’t something he was happy about. And who was to be blamed? His former best friend Altaïr, who was just getting back from his second assassination after the Templars attacked Masyaf to regain the apple he, his brother and Altaïr did retrieve from Solomon’s Temple. Well, actually he did it himself. Alone. After the former Master Assassin messed up the entire mission with his arrogance and left without helping Malik or Kadar. The one-armed just looked shortly, but all the more with hatred in his eyes, at the other man, who just went on his way up to the castle, surely soon presenting Al Mualim his success with such pride, he shouldn’t have. He didn’t give Malik even a tiny glance. Malik didn’t understand how Altaïr was still here, roaming around and doing what he has ever done. Carrying out any of the mission the master of the Assassins gave him, while he had to leave his home behind and from now on staying in Jerusalem, coordinating the assassins and their missions. He already heard about how Al Mualim took all of Altaïr’s possessions, so he had to start from the beginning, earning a new rank every time he assassinated his target. He also heard that he had left to get to Damascus, where he just came from, as it looks like. Why was the other one still alive while his brother, who always followed their creed, was dead? He just couldn’t understand it. But it wasn’t like he could do something against the orders from Al Mualim. He considered taking revenge on Altaïr, though, but then he wouldn’t be any better than him. And it wouldn’t bring his brother back to life, either. But he swore himself to make the life of former best friend as hard as he could. Malik sighed again, but as he did something slammed against his leg. He automatically stopped and looked down, only to see a little boy, who now sat on the ground and looked up at him with big eyes. He didn’t even realize that he was already down in the village. Shortly some other children came near them, asking the boy if he was alright. The boy nodded swiftly and stood up again with the help of his friends. After standing again he turned to Malik and made a movement which looked like a little bow. “I’m sorry”, he apologized now quickly. The boy looked like he was around the age of 7 or 8 and the man noticed how insecure the boy and the other children seemed to be. Maybe they often bumped against other assassins, who most likely lectured them harshly. But even though some terrible thoughts filled his mind just a minute ago, he now smiled softly at the boy. “Don’t worry about it. Just next time look where you are running”, he asked of the boy, who looked up at him and nodded again. As Malik also nodded satisfied, he could see how the gaze of the child wandered interested to his sleeve. The one, which was empty. The one, where his now missing arm should be. “Where is your arm?”, the boy softly asked, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. “I’ve lost it.” Not only the boy but also the other children looked at him startled, when he claimed that with calm. “You have lost it? Where? Can we help you find it?” While one of the other older children stepped up to explain the young boy, that they wouldn’t find Malik’s missing arm, the man himself couldn’t help it and laughed lightly. The innocence of children was really cute sometimes. The innocence he lost early in his childhood. In exactly this village. “Your friend is right. I can’t get back my arm, because it is gone.” Just with this few words the curious gaze of the boy clouded. “You can’t? That is really sad. Can you even live without it?” “Well, I’m here and well, no? And I will continue to be well. So don’t worry about it. alright?” The boy nodded, to which his friends went with. “Good. Now you all go and play. It is a beautiful day and you should make use of it. I will, too.” Next thing Malik knew, all the children’s face began to glow again, mirroring the man’s smile. “Yes!”, they exclaimed, before they went to play, like he said, leaving him alone again. It was weird but know the handicapped didn’t feel terrible as before. Instead, he kind of felt refreshed and that just because he talked to a small group of children. That is also something he will miss about the village. But on the other hand in Jerusalem there are also children. And new things to see. Yes, he will leave his home, but it won’t be gone. And he also isn’t gone. He is alive, handicapped but alive. And he should make the most of it like the children making the most of the beautiful day. Now, with a much better mood, Malik went back on his way to the entrance of the village, while passing the market stalls and the houses of the villager, which he once called neighbors.

[teecupangel]

Next batch of tag limit:

#lol 30 tags limit oh well #desmond doesn't give him any reprieve #if he's going to suffer altaïr will suffer with him #al mualim is now worried that he might have fucked altaïr up

#<previous tags #Altaïr is just everyones problem now #would be interesting when Altaïr kills his targets #Desmond is in the white space together with Altaïr and the target

#< thedragonqueen1998 tags #that's the only time altaïr sees him #so they try to talk #but the white space only last for a few seconds #after altaïr's target dies #so altaïr starts being more 'gunho' about killing his targets XD #just to finally give desmond a piece of his mind

#< previous tag #Once the target is dead Altaïr just rushes at Desmond #to just grab his throat and violently shake him #while trying to choke him out #so he can maybe get some goddamn peace and quiet #Altaïr now knows how Malik felt about his arrogance #he just goes up to Malik and says “I am sorry” and just leaves #Malik is very confused #Desmond is pleased because Altaïr is becoming a better person thanks to him #Al Mualim just gets more concerned as time goes on

#< thedragonqueen1998 prev tags #altaïr gets as far as grabbing his throat before desmond disappears #and altaïr is left annoyed and frustrated#not helped by the fact that it felt less choking #and more like a caress to desmond

The easiest way to do this would be to just make it a normal post and reblog as usual but… where’s the fun in that? XD

@thedragonqueen1998 and I had fun adding these tags on this post but we reached the tag limit so I figured we should create its own post…

And still reblog with tags instead XD

Previous tags

#i accidentally reblogged this on my other account #oh well #bitch slap #assassin’s creed #i made altaïr twirl around all the time #altaïr ibn la'ahad

#<previous tags #Altaïr just hears Desmond’s shitty rendition of “You spin me Round”

#< thedragonqueen1998 prev tags #ngl you said “You Spin Me Round” and my brain went “Turn around… every now and then-” #and now i’m just imagining desmond singing both songs on repeat XD

#< previous tag #Altaïr knows no peace #and he can’t do jack shit about the spirit haunting him #Desmond is messing with Altaïr ‘cause he can’t do anything to the Templars #and Altaïr’s a bit of a dick in the beginning so he deserves it

#< thedragonqueen 1998 prev tags 2 #they are both suffering and annoying each other #just to get some kind of ‘reprieve’#but also… #altaïr thinks desmond is his true punishment for failing the mission XD

#< previous tags #does Altaïr think God himself sent a spirit to punish him #or that Al Mualim is responsible? #either way #he just wants some peace and quiet #just for 5 minutes #Desmond please! #i am begging you #Desmond is just having the time if his life