Movie Night Assassin's Creed FF AUSuddenly the TV screen turned from dark and scary to glaringly bright and cheery as yet another commercial interrupted the movie.
"We should've just gotten a DVD..." Altair groaned. He nuzzled closer to Malik as he muted the TV. For a while they blankly watched the screen. A group of very stylish looking teenagers featured in an ad for CREED sweaters. At the end the brand's motto 'Everything is permitted.' flashed across the screen.
"Guess what..." Malik said, looking away from the TV and at Altair next to him. " 'Everything is permitted' is actually the second half of the last words of the first Hashishin leader: 'Laa shay'a waqi'un moutlaq bale kouloun moumkine.' "
"Nothing is true, everything is permitted...", translated Altair, thoughtfully. "Where do you get all these random facts?"
"You know" Altair said. "I'm wearing a CREED hoodie right now. Does that make me an assassin?"
Malik chuckled quietly. "I doubt it...."
Altair sat up, pulling his hood up and down low o
Seltsam HighToday was a very casual day at Seltsam High. The year had begun a month ago and exams were far away out of most people's mind. They were thinking about what most teenagers should be worrying about, being cool and having fun. That was at least Altaïr, Ezio and Desmond's concern. They were all comging back from weekend and talking in front of their lockers. Desmond was starting the conversation.Seltsam High2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"So, how was your weekend, guys?"
Altaïr took on a martyr face.
"Real shit. My folks didn't let me go to Nightcrawler's party Saturday. Told me to do my freakin' homeworks."
"Aw, poor guy. I heard it was awesome."
Desmond looked at Ezio.
"What 'bout you?"
"Same level. I was supposed to go do some free running with Rosa and Ugo but they dumped me an hour before. Ended up watching TV all night."
"Ouch. Well seems like I was the only one with a good weekend, huh?"
"What di'you do?"
"I went out to do some poker with Becca and some other friends. And I won! And guess the best... sh
AC: Happy Nights Pt. 1"Alex."AC: Happy Nights Pt. 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And Ezio ran off, giggling.
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Mercer blinked and slumped into the soft couch. Desmond and Ezio sat beside him, watching the football game. Desmond looked at Alex and blinked.
"You okay?" He asked, patting Alex on the shoulder.
"No." Mercer said, the hood masking his eyes and his lips making the pouting gesture.
"Well, what's wrong?" Muffled Ezio with a mouthful of Doritos.
"I want to go outside." Alex groaned, covering his face with his hands. "I miss the feeling of the wind when I glide through the air-oh, sorry." Alex had stretched his arms out wide, smacking Ezio in the face by accident. Desmond stood up and walked over to the barred windows. He tugged at them and said,
"Why don't you just break the bars and open the window?"
"Because they're motion-sensored, look." Mercer said, pointing to the motion sensors that were right next
Here Goes Nothing - 1It was giving him a headache, all the noise. Times Square was as usual bursting with life with automobiles roaring past each other, angry drivers using any excuse to mash their car horns, and the people all so packed tight causing their own ruckus. The sound of their excited voices all competing to be the loudest over the commotion forced its way into Alex’s mind, mingling with the already deafening sound of horrified screams and countless rushing memories. And yet, he had finally found a way to drown it out, forcing the noise to mingle together until it was nothing more than a buzzing din, like the inside of a beehive.Here Goes Nothing - 11 year ago in Romance More Like This
Well, perhaps “hive” was a rather inappropriate term for the given situation.
He wasn’t sure what he was looking for. Despite his constant headache, this was one of the few moments Alex had to himself. He could rest, if only for a few hours. It was an uneasy rest, filled with a constant migraine and the knowledge that everything he’s worked
Alex and Desmond: Healing her HeartAlex and Desmond stepped into the small bedroom, they had their hands in their pockets and stared at the figure on the bed. Her head was slumped and her heart was so worn and beat that it looked beyond repair. Alex stepped into the room first and he stared at the withered heart she had thrown across the room. He picked it up feeling the heart beat course through his body. He put it on the bed and she just stared at it. "I don't need it."Alex and Desmond: Healing her Heart1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
She flung it across the room and it beat tiredly as if it wanted to stop. Alex stared at it. "Don't you use that to write?"
She gazed at him. She remembered all the stories she had written of the two in parallel universes on their weird yet wonderful adventures. She opened her mouth to say something but she closed it again. Alex went back over and picked up slowly. Desmond then came and walked over to her. He sat on the bed next to her and sighed. "You'll get over it sometime. Don't worry, be happy."
She just stared at him. The wonderful memories of he
AC - Altair - MalikForever YoungAC - Altair - Malik3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A loud sigh echoed through the room as a pair of dark, brown eyes slowly closed, heavy lids blinding the sight and making the light from the room fade a bit in intensity. The colored glass and the thick stone walls seems that were not enough to keep away the suffocating heat of the summer midday. He could feel the sweat oozing down his face from the top of his head, drops tracing down the outline of his face, brushing on his tanned skin. His hand let down the quill and fingers quickly ran through his wet short and black hair, the back of the palm wiping the sweat away from his forehead as the man inhaled deeply the hot air. The gray walls seemed now white from the light that shone inside, even if the windows would play harmonious hues all over the chamber that once was Al Mualim's bureau. Years passed since the Grand Master of the Assassins died, since the order was left behind in his hands and Altair's, since everything they thought will not be able to accomplish has com
AlexDes Tutor: Chapter ThreeCHAPTER THREEAlexDes Tutor: Chapter Three9 months ago in Romance More Like This
Desmond tried to be cheery with his class, but he still felt flustered. His forehead burned and his chest ached. The class whispered nervously and finally a girl named Alexia stepped up. “Mr. Miles, are you alright?” she asked timidly.
He was surprised, she was usually a very quite girl, and he smiled at her concern. “Yes, just a bad night sleep is all, I just need a good meal.”
The class went to lunch and Desmond was in the staff room with the principal Mr. Talbot and Ms. Redfield, one completely nasty and one like a saint. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he glanced at the screen.
HEY WANT TO GET SOME LUNCH?
Desmond stared at the screen for a moment. “Sir, would I have time for lunch out?”
Talbot glanced at him and his clock. He gave an annoyed look and was about to answer when Ms. Redfield stepped in. “Our classes were supposed to merge today Mr. Talbot I can take his kids it’s just reading a little story telling after
"Please Forgive me, Malik" If only. If only he was smarter then. Wiser. Why, why did he have to be so stupid? And Malik paid such a high price. Kadar, poor Kadar. He paid the highest price of all: his young life. So many regrets, so many innocent lives.So much pain. So much hurt."Please Forgive me, Malik"3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He knew that he couldn't do anything. He couldn't give Malik back his arm or revive Kadar,but his heart wrenched every single time he saw that familiar tanned face. He would give anything to right those wrongs,but he knew an opportunity like that would never surface. Even so he hoped. Hoped for a chance to redeem himself.
"How may I help you, Brother Altair?" Malik's calm voice sent shivers down Altair's spine.
"I'm so sorry....." Altair whimpered out. His voice was barely audible to himself, let alone Malik.