#Malik Al'Sayf

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Answering @logarithmicpanda's tag with my sideblog as usual-

In no order because you just can't quantify such a pure love.

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Jiang Cheng (Mo Dao Zu Shi)

Cloud Strife and Sephiroth (Final Fantasy VII)

Malik Al'Sayf (Assassin's Creed)

Firestar (Warriors)

I don't know who to tag, but if you see this, feel free to consider this an open tag!

five comfort characters, five tags

making a new post bc the one @chosoyukiism tagged me in was ten miles long and i dont play that game 😂 in no particular order bc the intensity of my fixations varies day to day, moment to moment. im not sorry for how long this got.

ok so basically half the jjk cast for different reasons but i really focus on gojo bc we have the same mental illness frfr (i hit him with the cluster b hammer so hard yall dont even know) anyway this one is like 6 guys in one plus gojo as the actual pick

krobus (stardew valley). hes just a guy with no discernable gender and you can shack up with him aro style its great im having a blast.

speaking of characters that hit me in the trauma disorders: Diva (blood+) is the epitome of god forbid eternal girlchildren women do anything

in this same category of blorbo is a twofer because they share the same name and hit the same issues of the paternal variety. claudia from interview with a vampire and claudia from the dragon prince. theyre so mecore it hurts and i dont need to elaborate, anyone whos been around for more than 5 minutes knows whats up here

ok yeah i would be straying too far from my roots if i didnt mention izuru kira from bleach ive been insane about him since forever thats my emotional support corpse cyborg

honorary mention to sasori and deidara from naruto, shizuo and izaya from durarara, and fucking.... aizen??? from bleach??????? i will not be elaborating on that last one anymore than i already have.

anyway people i know love chances to talk about blorbo (you dont have to be as verbose as i was): @renthony @seeveekat @fractoluminescence @criminal-sen @seasparrow

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Imagine their reaction to someone hitting on your daughter/ When they find out your daughter has a boyfriend: [preference] pt. 2

Alexios

You didn't even realize when Alexios stopped walking beside you and had started walking rather angrily towards a young couple in the distance. "Okay, just one more thing I need over ther- Alexios?" You looked behind yourself only to realize he was going to get himself in trouble again... "Alexios!" You yelled after him, but he didn't turn around, so you had to follow him and try to stop him. When you got closer, you finally realized what made him this mad. Your daughter was holding hands and giggling with an unknown to you boy and didn't tell you that she was even seeing someone. "Who do you think you are?!" Alexios yelled, startling the both of them. Your daughter quickly managed to get over the surprise and boldly stepped up to her father "Dad, meet my boyfriend." She told him, her attitude in such a situation, leaving him wonder-stricken. "Alexios, what the hell?" You caught up to him and your eyes scanned the situation until they landed on the unknown boy. "Who is this, D/N?" You asked. "My boyfriend." Your daughter answered with the same expression. You raised your eyebrows in surprise and looked at your husband who was still in the same shock he was the first time he heard that statement. "We are going to have a long talk later, D/N..." He muttered.

Malik al'Sayf

Malik promised to behave during the dinner with his daughter's boyfriend. But there was always that thought in the back of your mind that things might go wrong. "So. How long have you and D/N been together?" Malik asked expectantly, a stoic expression on his face. The boy gulped before answering "Um... Three months now." He answered. “What are your intentions with her?” Malik continued asking, as if he was the policeman and the boyfriend - the suspect. “I-I...I hope to take our relationship to the next level.” the boy answered again, fear in his voice. Malik’s eye twitched slightly and in that moment you knew he was going to say something weird. “If I ever find out you got her pregnant, you can expect to be dead in the next several days! I may have only one arm, but that won’t stop me from killing you!”

La Volpe

“What the hell is wrong with you?!“ you yelled at your husband angrily “You can’t just break into the boy’s house because you decided to!“ As soon as you found out Volpe was going to break into your daughter’s boyfriend’s house in search of who knows what or catch him doing whatever just so he can have something to accuse the boy of, even though you thought he was a pretty good and respectful candidate for your daughter. You patiently waited for Gilberto to come home, arms and legs crossed and the most furious expression you could muster up. “My love, I’d say that is my everyday job.“ He answered with a cheeky smirk, taking off his hood and cape. “Don’t play around with me right now! What were you even looking for?“ you kept yelling, now angrily gesticulating with your hands. “Anything that could prove he isn’t worthy. Letters, books, diaries...“ Gilberto said, suspicion in his voice “Oh my gosh, you read his diary?!“ you slapped your forehead, disbelief screaming in your mind and soul that he could have gotten so far. “I had to know.“ Volpe shrugged his shoulders. “And?“ you raised your eyebrow expectantly “Did you find anything incriminating?“ The thief bit his lower lip, obviously guilty, but too proud to admit it. “Well...no.“ he murmured. “What was that?“ you mocked, leaning closer to hear him say it again. “He’s clean...“ Oh, what a lecture was waiting for him...

Yusuf Tazim

“She has a what?!“ Yusuf asked loudly, more because he didn’t hear it the first time rather than out of disbelief or anger. “[D/N] has a boyfriend. I saw them together the other day.“ you repeated nervously, wondering what his next reaction was going to be. Luckily, you caught him in a good mood, lying back on a pile of pillows and wanting nothing more than some rest after a long day. “A boyfriend?“ he furrowed his brows, letting the information sink in. For a moment you thought he was going to get angry and start ranting about how it isn’t her time and how he isn’t ready to let go of his little girl yet, but his next words sent a wave of shock through you. “Aah, good for her, good for her! We should invite him some time to talk then! I’ll sit down, have a drink with him! Tell him I even invite him to share a hookah with me!“ (A/N: It was a tradition in the Ottoman empire that when someone invites someone to smoke hookah with them, the other person can’t refuse, because it’s a sign of great respect and trust) It was your turn to be baffled and silent, because you didn’t expect such an outcome, but still relief washed over you. “A-alright, I’ll...“ you spoke slowly, eyebrow raised “I’ll make sure to tell them both.“

Adewale

You could tell a lot of thoughts were going through your husband’s mind the moment you mentioned [D/N] having a boyfriend. And it was true. The man was angry, because his daughter didn’t tell him personally; distrusting towards the boyfriend; anxious for their future and afraid his little bird will fly away from the nest too soon. And when Edward was telling him about the same fears he has for his own daughter, Ade merely brushed him off and told him he has to get used to it sooner or later. Now, the next time they go out for a drink, he will be the one talking about those things and Edward will comfort him that everything will be alright. Ultimately, he decided he wasn’t going to make it too much of a big deal. “You know what, [Y/N]?” he sighed heavily “I’ll give him a chance. As long as she’s happy, I’m happy too.” a smile stretched across his lips, but quickly faded and a serious, menacing expression replaced it, which could have scared any potential candidate for his daughter’s hand. “But if I see him doing anything suspicious, I’m afraid he won’t be seen again.” You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck, giving his cheek a peck “Whatever you say, darling.”

Christopher Gist

“I say, my good lad, it’s a pleasure to meet you.“ Gist extended his hand to shake his apparently new potential son-in-law’s. A seemingly friendly smile was on his face and you thought everything was going to be alright during this dinner. The boy took the bait and shook his hand with a smile of his own and all the nervousness from [D/N] vanished as soon as she witnessed this. “Come, have a glass of whiskey. And my personal favorite, as well! You drink whiskey don’t you?“ Your husband asked, already pouring him a glass without waiting for an answer. “Of course, sir.“ The boy took the glass from Gist, still oblivious of the trap. “Often?“ Christopher tried to keep the friendly smile on his lips, but you saw he was getting irked already. “No, sir. Only on occassion.“ The answer seemed to please him, but he wasn’t ready to let go yet. “How about a smoke?“ The older man pulled out a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, which he especially bought for this, even though he himself doesn’t smoke. “No thank you, sir, I don’t smoke.“ The politeness of this boy charmed you, but your husband wasn’t so easy trusting. That answer pleased him as well and he put the cigarettes back in his pocket. “You know, you remind me of my own youthful days, son. I used to be outside more than inside, myself. Always going somewhere with someone or even just walking down a street to count how many steps it took until I reach the end of it. I can even recall my mother, my own mother, asking who I was when I entered my house one day.“ Gist laughed loudly, making everyone around him uncomfortable, but you still let out a small giggle so he doesn’t laugh alone. “Must have been quite a moment.“ [D/N]’s boyfriend chuckled awkwardly. “And you, lad? Seems to me [D/N] is almost never home when she’s with you.“ the young couple blushed furiously and your daughter yelled “Dad!“ You sighed and pulled him out of the room to whisper “Don’t embarass yourself to look for things that aren’t even there!“

Pierre Bellec

One evening, when Pierre burst through the door of your apartment, you swore you have never seen him this scared even in the most dire of situations he has gotten himself into. “[Y/N], you are not gonna believe this!” he panted heavily. Apparently he had been running for awhile just to get these surreal news to you before he is killed along the way. You raised your eyebrow expectantly. “It’s [D/N]... I just saw her with a...a...” he bit his lip, not even wanting to say the word because it would taint his very soul. “A what, cherie?” you insisted, interest peaked. “She has a boyfriend!” Your laugh wasn’t something he expected or anticipated, because he stared at you, baffled. “So? She’s at that age, Pierre. There’s nothing wrong going on.” you kept giggling in his direction. “How can you laugh in a time like this! She’s still too young!” he insisted. “Dear, however old [D/N] is, she will always seem like a child to you. Don’t worry. Even if she has a boyfriend, it doesn’t change the fact that you are her father and she loves you for it.” Your words seemed to touch his heart, because his expression softened and he didn’t utter another word, but merely walked over to the couch and slumped down on it, almost like he was defeated. “I don’t trust him.” were his next words and you knew for the rest of the evening he was going to talk only about that.

Henry Green

You didn’t doubt him for a second. Henry was very open minded about the situation and surprisingly, he found many topics to talk about with his potential son-in-law and soon found out the two have a lot in common. You knew he wasn’t going to get jealous or anything and didn’t have to worry about your husband acting weird and suspicious towards the boy. [D/N] was confident as well and even happy she and her boyfriend were at such a point where they were meeting each other’s parents. Conversation was easy going, you were laughing and smiling... Henry even offered to the boy to invite his parents next time to join them as well. “I only hope to see [D/N] in a wedding dress. I’m sure she will be beautiful.” Henry told the boy, watching him expectantly, but the only answer he received was a loud “Dad!” from [D/N] and her boyfriend blushing like a tomato, avoiding everyone’s eyes.

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Day 5 : Caress - Malik Al’Sayf

I rushed as fast as I could to the medical ward after hearing that an emergency occured and I must heal a patient in a critical state, being the Head Medic of Masyaf, but what I wasn't expecting was to see my fiance on the table, barely conscious and in excruciating pain. 

"What the hell happened here?!" I raised my voice in a panic as I rushed to his side, examining his terrible injuries. "Their mission was a success, but at great cost." one of the assassins there informed me. "What about Kadar and Altaïr?! Where are they?!" I asked in concern, not seeing them around, but the assassins shuffled on his feet slightly, clearly uncomfortable. "I...Do not know the details, but Altaïr compromised the mission by disrespecting the creed and got Kadar killed, while he got back to the Kingdom unscathed. Malik was the reason for the mission's success." the man fumbled with his words seeing how dark my aura became as I heard his words. "I see...Be a dear and bring Altaïr to me as soon as possible. Tell him...I have to look for his injuries." I bit my lip in anger, turning around to work on Malik's injuries at once. "Yes, ma'am. He is on an urgent mission at the moment, but as soon as he's done, I will bring him over." he said in a stern voice, leaving the room, leaving me alone with Malik. "My dearest Malik...Why must you always be hurt in such ways? You don't deserve this misery...You're such a beautiful man, you don't deserve any of this pain...I'm so sorry I couldn't be there to protect you..." I could feel tears welling in my eyes, already falling fast down my cheeks, but I couldn't allow weakness, I had to make sure he stays alive and well. 

It took days to heal his injuries, and the fact that I was forced to amputate his arm made it even worse, for there was barely any anaesthetic or painkiller that could save him from the pain of this procedure or of the painful healing process. It felt like I was hurting him all over again, like I was creating this torturous agony, instead of saving him. 

It felt like hell.

I have never seen him cry until then, until that excruciatingly unbearable pain took over him, when he was pleading me to stop and just let him die already, but I couldn't listen to his pleas, I had to keep my oath as a Doctor and save him, no matter how much my heart was grieving for him and crying to be allowed to just stop and hold him through all this abyss he was succumbing to. 

It took weeks of intense healing for him to become stable, time in which I could barely get a wink of sleep due to having to pay close attention to his wounds so they wouldn't fester or spread. 

I never prayed in my life, but this month, I prayed religiously, more than a monk could possibly pray to his Gods, just so he would wake up and become better...Stable. 

And not just physically, but emotionally and mentally as well. I didn't even realise I fell asleep, or maybe I didn't, for my brain might still be quite awake - It seemed like a catatonic state that I was swimming into, but it was comfortable and warm, for some reason...It felt safe.

"You never cease to save me, do you, Katrina?" a low, familiar man voice was heard faintly around me. "You'll never get rid of me." I mumbled out loud - or at least I think I did - since I heard a chuckle as a response. "You are the only thing dear in this world that I have left. Without you, my time here on this world would be meaningless." he continued, which made me scowl and fought with my mind to wake up, which I did, with a jolt. "What the...? When did I fall asleep? Damn it...I'm glad you're awake...I think. How are you feeling? Still in pain? Need me to find some alcohol or painkillers?" I wobble on my feet, leaning on the bed to keep myself upright, due to the exhaustion taking over me. "I can manage without them now, I'll be fine. You won't, though. Get some rest." he told me in a firm voice, but I only shook my head. "Someone needs to take care of you. What if your condition gets worse?! What if I can't cure you?! What if-" I tried to reason, but he shook his head and reached out his sole arm to me, and I automatically rushed to hold his hand with both of mine. "Then lay here, with me. You look dreadful. I told you to never neglect your health for someone else, even if you're the Head Medic. Masyaf can do with 1 less assassin, but without their Healer, they are dead." he deadpanned, making me slap him...Or almost slap him, for my hand stopped just before it could collide with his skin, before it dropped down on his shoulder and I hung my head down. "You're lucky you're in such a bad state, otherwise I don't know what I would have done to you if I heard you speak such nonsense. Why are you allowed to grieve and treasure me, but I cannot do the same for you?! What, my feelings don't matter?! You think I'd go to that insufferable Altaïr and slap his face of I didn't care for you? Why, Malik, why can't I be allowed to treasure you, but you can do that with me?!" I let go of my frustrations as tears started spilling down my face again, but Malik only sighed, motioning me to sit down next to him. "You are an important person, Katrina, both for the Kingdom, to Masyaf, and to myself, of course. I've already lost my brother and my position as a top Assassin. If I were to lose you aswell because you overworked yourself tending to me, I would never forgive myself. I don't want to see you in pain, that's all I'm saying, and so far, I've been causing you a lot of it." he tried to explain, but it only pissed me off. "Shut the hell up, dumbass." I scowled, making him widen his eyes in shock. "Katrina...You never swear. Don't make a habit out of it, it's not like you." he furrowed his brows together as he raised to lean his back on the bed resting side, reaching his hand to my face, wiping away the tears from my face. "You annoy me so much sometimes that I forget myself. Sometimes, if you'd just shut uo and let me do my job, it'd be so much better. You're not talking to those idiots out there, Al'Sayf, you're talking to your fiancée! Do you really think I'd actually listen to you? Of course not. So shut up and let me worry about you!" I huff, glaring softly at him as I put a hand over his, lacing my fingers with his. "Man, you're scary when you're angry. I bet Altaïr pissed his pants when you started yelling at him. I think I got a nightmare that you were yelling at me instead of him, once, after hearing that." the man chuckled, making me gasp in embarrassment. "Y-You heard that?" I sweatdropped, covering my face with my other hand. "Loud and clear, love. VERY loud and clear. It made me go through the pain, to be fair. It was the best entertainment I got here." he smirked, but I could only sigh in aggravation.  "You'll get your share of yelling at that idiot, so preserve your strength. Besides, why would I ever yell at you? You are stubborn, sure, but your intentions are not bad." I smile softly at him, as he gently caressed my face, gazing into my eyes tenderly. "I love you so much, you can't even begin to imagine. I'm so happy that you are my fiancée. Sometimes, I take your kindness for granted, but it's moments like this that I remember just how special you are to me and how your soul is right here, by my side, whenever I face hardships." he put a strand of my hair behind me ears, highlighting how exhausted my face looked. "I hate seeing you so tired, but I will be forever grateful for everything you've done. I love you eternally, Katrina." Malik confessed, leaning in to gently kiss me, his hand on the back of my head. "So...My beloved...Is it true what they say? Do women kissed by fire kiss the best?" I smirk slyly, tilting my head to the side, watching him behind hooded lids. "I don't really have what to compare it with, but I may have been kissed by an angel and I'm in paradise. Does that answer your question?" he chuckled as the ghost of an amused smile took over. "Sounds good to me, my love." I kissed him once again, my hands on his shoulders, bringing him closer to me.

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Assassin's Creed challenge remake Day 9: Favourite Quote

⊱ Everytime when Malik, Shaun or Haytham opens his mouth (with the special emphasis on dialogues between Haytham and Connor)

Malik: Oh, I know, I know. In fact, THE ENTIRE CITY KNOWS! Have you forgotten the meaning of subtlety!?

Shaun: Anybody up for some reconciliatory yoga? Anyone?

Connor: I will find a guard who is off duty and take his uniform. Haytham: Very well. I will wait here then. Connor: Of course you will. Haytham: Oh I'm sorry. Would you like me to come along and hold your hand, perhaps? Provide kind words of encouragement?

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Heyo!Can I have some HCs for le assassins when their S/O is babysitting?~

You’ll be the end of me,Kimiko Jones…~~~~~~

Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad 

Appears cold and intimidatingIn reality,he has no idea what to do,so he’d rather watch his S/O first 

Observe,then act 

What do children even like?Fighting?Violence? 

-Altair,No- 

Okay,S/O stays on the floor,playing with plushies with the kid 

Very effective 

“Miss S/O,does Mr. Altair want to play with us?” 

-Altair,Yes- 

He’d bring more blankets and pillows for them to be comfy and hesitently sit down next to his S/O 

“We can play house!Miss S/O is mummy and Mr.Altair is daddy!” 

S/O giggles when they see his flustered face 

He attracts all the kids involuntarily,much to his desmay

Malik Al'Sayf

He’s the calm babysitter,but he wishes for discipline and mutual respect 

He’ll let the child watch TV and play,as long as they did the chores 

If the child still likes bed time stories,he’d be happy to indulge 

His velvety voice puts the kid to sleep immediately 

-Maybe even his S/O- 

He’d take care of all the formalities like ironing,cooking and so on

As long as S/O does the more intimate things,like dressing them up or playing 

If the child needed help studying or doing homework,he’d be more than happy to help 

-Bless Malik,perfect father- 

Ezio Auditore da Firenze 

He absolutely ADORES children 

When his S/O asks him to help her babysit,he was more than thrilled to help 

He’d do everything in his power to make the child happy 

Reading,playing,tinkering etc.

If the child is a girl,he’d make sure to dress her as a princess and he’d be the knight saving her from the mean dragon (aka S/O) 

If in turn,the girl wants S/O to be the princess,and she comes up with any ideas,he’d act accordingly,as excited as ever 

If the child is a boy,he’d teach him how to treat girls properly,how to behave,how to dress fashionably 

Overall,he’s the kids’ favourite 

(And the least strict) 

Connor Kenway/Ratonhnhaké:Ton

Papa Bear is so confused at first 

All these little cubs are swarming around him,wanting to be picked up and be taller than him 

He smiles softly and his heart melts 

He was happy his S/O invited him to take care of children 

He’s quite anxious he won’t do a good job 

But that worry soon dissipated when the children became overly enthusiastic and ready to play 

He’ll tell them nice stories his mother used to tell him 

He’ll plan elaborate trips through the closest forest or mountain side,teaching them about tracking and various animals

And if they don’t know,he’d definitely teach them to climb trees (after they saw S/O climbing a tree gracefully after the ball got stuck too high) 

Papa Connor is the one who asks S/O if she has any babysitting jobs from then on 

Jacob Frye

Seems to be the least responsible 

And you’re probably right 

No matter the gender,he’d teach them how to fight (self-defence) and pull pranks 

The winner of the best prank gets to wear his top hat 

When S/O finds out,they are in shock,scared of what their parents would say 

But the kids became too sneaky to be caught 

And soon,they began plotting together to prank Jacob 

The first time it happened,he was too busy boasting to his S/O to notice the banana skin… 

And he tripped. 

In a small water pool. 

The next time,the kids threw water baloons at him-

Then chased him with a hose 

Basically… 

He became the best target to his own little pranking Rooks,much to his S/O’s amusement 

Evie Frye

She’s a bit awkward at first and would try to do the jobs that don’t involve the kid directly 

But when she hears her S/O tell the kids of all of her brave and intriguing adventures,Evie blushes a bit and smiles,happy to see the kid’s enthusiasm 

She’d tell them stories about her and her silly brother,about the (un)usual paranormal encounters from London,how she stole a carriage

 (while S/O was inside-oopsy daisy )

The kid now demands to be called “The Unstoppable (Kid’s Name) Frye” 

She’d ask eagerly about the child,and when you have to babysit them again,she’d be the first to rush over 

She’d plan adventures in advance to surprise the child 

She might not show it too much,but it’s obvious that she’s thrilled

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Drabble - Bedtime Story

I don't remember who asked me to write this.  I just found it again.  Enjoy!

Altaïr and Maria are away, Darim and Sef ask Uncle Malik for a story about baba.

AO3 Here

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"No it goes there!"

"You can't move the knight that many squares.”  Darim stuck his tongue out at his little brother.

"I say I can.”  Sef snarled back as he moved the offending piece on the board.

"You are such a shit.”  They both heard heavy footsteps as Darim tipped the board at his brother spilling the pieces all over the rug.

The door to the study opened without warning and Malik was standing there in his full Dai attire breathing hard as if he had run up all the flights of stairs to get to this room.

"What the hell are you two fighting about that I can hear you in the practice ring?"

"He started it.”  In unison.  Malik sighed hard and shook his head.  Brothers never changed.

"Come here you two.  Come sit with uncle Malik.”  He sat in the chair in the room hard, running the order while Altaïr and Maria were gone for the week was hard but they needed the time.  He smiled as he thought of his best friend's happiness.

"No I get this side.”  Sef was whining and Malik just laughed.  Altaïr's children were so much like their father that the Dai would just laugh and wonder what Maria gave them except Sef's face was hers but with the assassin's golden eyes.

Darim just shrugged his narrow shoulders and climbed on Malik's other knee.

"What were you two fighting about?”  Malik was petting Sef's hair back from his face as he looked at both of them.

"He wouldn't let me move my piece where I wanted it."

"Uncle Malik told me you can't move it the way you wanted."

"It wasn't like I was taking one of your pieces!"

"Shh.  The game has rules for a reason Sef.  Darim you know he is still learning.”  Malik was looking into Darim's grey eyes.

"I know but he wouldn't listen when I told him the right way.”  The Dai rolled his eyes at this comment.

"Allah you two are so much your father's sons.”  He sighed a smirk on his face as he thought about his best friend and mentor.  The man defined stubborn especially to those that did not understand where he came from.

Darim laughed and Sef giggled.  "Of course we are.  Mother says that too you know."

"I bet she does.”  Malik was laughing again as he studied the two things that part of him wished were his.  Altair was so lucky to have found a woman that understood him and could love him for what he was.  "So how are we going to resolve this other than whoever dumped the board is resetting it?"

"I did it.”  The voice was so small in the room.  Malik glared at him.

"Yes but you also said something shouldn't.”  He growled at the child.

"But baba says that all the time.”  Darim barked back.

"Baba is a grown man who knows how to use that word.”  Malik was trying not to laugh because Altair could out curse a sailor at any time.

"I know but that doesn’t mean you get to use it.  So what are you going to do for me to make up for me having to listen to you say it?"

Darim nibbled on his index finger deep in thought, "maybe something nice you would like me to do."

Malik nodded.  "I will think of something.  Now go clean that up it’s almost bedtime."

"No.”  The Dai just looked at Sef and shook his head.

"Of course that means a story beforehand.”  Malik had learned that like their father they both had a passion for stories.  This was something he was good at and could appease them with.

Sef jumped off Malik's knee to clean up the board with Darim wanting his story.  "What story should I tell you two?"

"Something about baba?"

Darim sighed, "maybe something funny about baba.”  Sef always wanted the story to be about his father and his exploits as an assassin.

"Has he ever told you how he got his scar on his lip?”  Malik grinned at the memory.

"No..."

"No he has not."

"Very well get that done and get changed I will be in your sleeping room.”  Malik rose from the chair a grin on his face as he walked away thinking about how the assassin was going to kill him when he found out.

Malik was sitting on Darim's bed waiting when they both came in ready for bed.

"So how do you think he got it?"

"In a fight?"

"No its so old maybe from training.”  Darim was thinking hard as his small voice filled the room.

"No neither of you are right.  He won't talk about it because it’s embarrassing for him.”  Four eyes were staring at the Dai as he spoke.  Anything about baba was interesting even if it was embarrassing.

"My brother, your father and I were all training here at the same time, Kadar was younger than your father and I, but we still trained together a lot.  Your father was walking after sword practice showing off how he could balance on the rocks on his toes.”  The two boys nodded their faces set in awe at Malik's words.

"I dared Kadar in a whisper to move one of the rocks so your father would lose his balance.  Kadar being the obedient brother that he was giggled almost giving it away but he moved where your father could not see him while I kept your father distracted.  Three rocks later, your father lost his balance when the rock turned as soon as he stepped on it.  He went down hard twisting his ankle but the blood on his face scared Kadar and I as he laid there cursing in words you haven't learned yet."

Malik sighed a grin on his lips as the two boys stared at him fighting off the sleep they needed.

"Tell us the end."

"He bled so much we thought we killed him so we hid and he stood easily.  He was fine he just limped a little.  Your father screamed for us to come out of hiding but we were long gone.  He limped to the infirmary cursing the whole time as the blood dripped onto his grey robes.”  Malik looked at them with a grin.

"He never walked on the rocks again when we were around.”  The boys laughed hard.

"But baba never falls like that."

"No he falls but it’s on purpose."

"Yes he does that now, back then his balance wasn't what it is now.”  Malik was grinning remembering Kadar's laughter with him as they hid in the tower.

"Uncle Malik, how come Kadar isn't here now?"

"Because he died long before you were born and right now that is all you need to know.”  Malik was still smiling as he thought about his brother.

"Bedtime, goodnight you two.”  They snuggled into their beds as Malik closed the door a wicked grin on his face still.

"I am in so much trouble.”  He chuckled as he walked down the hall to his own room.

[askirldavinci]

Leo~ It has been a while, how goes your latest creations?

It goes well, my friend. How are things in Masyaf faring?

[nyiro]

[alphagravy]

Which Never Comes Back by ~luulala

[darkdevasofdestruction]

How you first meet

ALTAÏR IBN-LA'AHAD 

You were a Master Assassin coming from abroad,and you were personally sent to Masyaf by your master to aid Altair in his task to kill Robert de Sable.  At the beginning,he kept ignoring or disregarding you,as he was still at the start of his Path of Redemption,but with time,the two of you started warming up to each other (much to Malik's annoyance).  Sparring together and enjoying the gorgeous twilight from the top of the tallest building in Syria,and either sharing small talk or enjoy the comforting silence that settled. 

 MALIK AL'SAYF 

 You and Malik first met when you became a Novice at the Kingdom and he came back from a dangerous mission,wounded.  Having an affinity for Healing,you immediately ran up to him and tended to him day and night,until he got better.  From then on,you kept in touch and encouraged each other to become better,took strolls through the Kingdom,or went to the Library to read.  Much was her dismay when he had to leave to become a Rafiq in Jerusalem,after the unspeakable accident,where again,she healed him.  Her only solution was to beg her master to let her work in the same Bureau as her dearest friend.

EZIO AUDITORE DA FIRENZE Ezio being Ezio,even if he doesn't admit,he had quite a hard time learning how to become a Casa Nova,even with the help of his brother,Federico. One day,Petruccio,his younger brother,asked him to gather some feathers,so he started climbing up the roof,when he spotted a small hooded figure,swiftly jumping around. Catching up to her,he tried to flirt with her (as soon as he realized it was a girl)...by handing her one of the feathers he collected,wearing an awkward grin. The girl looked confused but chuckled at the poor boy,took the feather and kissed his cheek,before winking and running away,leaving him rooted to the spot,awestruck. ~Mama mia mamasita~

RATONHNHAKÉ:TON/CONNOR KENWAY Connor's first meeting with you was quite the frightening experience,for his young self. Having just started staying over at Achilles to train,he didn't expect a girl to come in his room...through the window...at midnight...while he was changing in his sleeping wear. Being an inexperienced 14 year-old,he just started at her from the ground,with wide eyes. You chuckled and explained that you were also an assassin in training,studying under Achilles,and that you'll be partners. Despite being shy and introverted,the boy quickly bonded with the you over your love for nature,and you started teaching each other customs and fighting methods. 

JACOB FRYE Being an intel gatherer,you were everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Your omnipresence piqued Jacob's interest very fast,and he made his Rooks have an eye on you. He had to meet you,but in a grand way! One evening,as you were chatting with your informers at a pub,you spot one of your targets,and like a shadow,you take off and start stalking him from above. Jacob,seeing the girl following the same target,started running after him. Alas,the plans went wrong for both of them,as a Rook attacked the girl and she fell from the roof-...only to be caught by Mr.Frye himself,with the most charming smirk ever and a wink. "It seems like...you've fallen for me,toots~." 

EVIE FRYE The two of you met when Evie stole a carriage and you were in it. Surprised by the increase in speed,you open the window and look for the one controlling it,only to see a beautiful woman. You shout at her,telling her to stop for a bit,but she had a target to catch...and she almost destroyed your carriage. After assassinating her target,the woman came to you,to apologize for the inconvenience. You dust your clothes easily and smile faintly,reassuring her,and proposing to go have a drink and share literature views,which she gladly accepted,relieved that you weren't mad or hurt by her recklessness. 

[ukenceto]

tribute to Altair & Malik

Black Lab - This Night (by Igor Despic)

There are things I have done, There's a place I have gone... There's a beast and I let it run-

Now it's running away... There are things I regret,

That you can't forgive you can't forget... So take this night and wrap it around me like a sheet...

I know I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep...So take this night,

And lay me down on the street... I know I'm not forgiven but I hope that I'll be given some peace...

There's a game that I played,

There are rules I had to break.

There's mistakes that I made...

But I made them my way