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Dec 15, 2009 11:45

Someone seems to like carving random shit in the stone.

[ footsteps on concrete, a rush of wind. he's actually pacing around on a rooftop. because real assassins don't stay in rooms. ]

-- Does anyone want to play creepy poetry detective? I've got fuck all else to do, anyway.

[ a brief pause, and the wind gets a touch louder, as though he's leaning over the edge. ] So far, I've got "be scared of the dark".



filtered to altaïr;You've got yourself a nice little group of people hellbent on vigilante justice there, but man. We don't know what they can do, Altaïr.

[ pause. and totally neglecting to mention his continued lack of ability to find the piece of eden; ] -- By the way, you've met Lucy, right?


filtered to lucy;Don't know if you've looked around the network yet, but Altaïr is trying to stir up shit, gathering some of the other Scorched to help him do it. Which is actually a pretty good idea, but don't tell him that.

It could go either way. [ a small sigh. ] You settling in okay?

[ ooc: ffff okay sorry for not being around for the past couple of days i got sidetracked by work a little. I OWE SOME PEOPLE TAGS FROM DAYS AND DAYS BACK i never know if i should still reply to those so if you want me to just... let me know? i'll get right on it. o/ ]

lucy stillman, maurice "bosco" boscorelli, !desmond miles, crocodile, altaïr ibn-la'ahad

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