#assssin's creed unity

[thecruelsaints]

The Election of 1792

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Germain walked towards Victoria. At the same time, he reached out to her, embarrassed and repentant, and breathed.

“I look forward to our partnership.”

Victoria raised an eyebrow and stared in his eyes.

“Our partnership?”

“As your Master.”

“Yeah, right”, she laughed and looked around the banquet hall. “You hear this guy? Man openly campaigns against me, talkin’ about «I look forward to our partnership»!”

There was giggling and whispering in the crowd.

“It is crazy that the guy who comes in second gets to be the Master”, Victor growled, and his sister looked at him.

“Yeah…”, she muttered. “You know what? We can change that. Do you know why?”

“Why?”

“'Cause I am the Grand Mistress”, she said proudly and smiled when she saw angry Germain.

She saw Arno hiding in the crowd and tried to behave as normal as possible while standing next to the pregnant Élise in a place full of Templars. She went over to them and smiled venomously at Arno and then straightened out the lapels of his tailcoat.

From now on, they are the real enemies. She as Grand Mistress of the Templars, he as Master of the Assassins.

“Dorian, when you see Napoleon”, she looked him in the eye and gave him a challenging look “thank him for the endorsement.”

[mialander]

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Can we get back to politics?

More Hamilton paraphrases~ __________________________________

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Conspiring twins are the best twins. . . .

And Hamilton references are the best references.

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“It may hurt you, but you’re a woman. You don’t have a chance to be important in the Order, because everyone’s gonna look down on you”.

She frowned and stepped closer to him.

“Yeah, well someone oughtta remind you”.

“What?”

“You're nothing without Mirabeau behind you”.

She saw the resentment in his face – the wide eyes, the gape mouth. Next, he clenched his hands and lips.

When she heard Mirabeau’s calling, she stuck her head over his shoulder and then looked him in the eye again.

“Daddy’s calling”, she said, smiling meanly and passing him.

Arno had an irresistible urge to hold her, to yelled at her. Or looking her in the eye with a murderous look.

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Writing Stuff #2: The Cruel Saints Edition

Hello there!

TCS is writing, ofc. And I’m still on the first part, but with another and another day it becomes more and more… hard to write (blame my foolish ideas).

I need idiotically huge research about some political stuff, but I’m gonna do it before writing the second tome.

Parts titles on top. Just you wait and… drink water. Because why not.

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