Jan 21, 2011 09:09
[ A clatter of the communicator falling to the ground. A run-of-the-mill oblivious owner completely ignorant of it's existence, but the sound that is broadcast is clear enough. ]
-- Enough!
[ To anyone that might be hearing this, the impression they'd get is that Altaïr is speaking to nothing but air... and in this case, they'd be right.
He speaks curtly, not hiding his frustration. ]
Al Mualim! Do you continue to hide behind your treachery and Templar brethren after your betrayal to both us and them?
[ A pause. ]
Your attempts will only result in failure. You are stripped of your power, just as you once stripped me of mine, and your words of deceit shall be met with my blade!
[ Silence. A lot of silence now that he has finished his little tantrum. And that is when he notices a small box with a screen on it; he picks it up and analyzes it, murmuring with low firm uncertainty: ]
...What sorcery is this.
[[ ooc: I AM ACTUALLY GONNA GO HAVE A NAP so tags will be here when i wake up nnnrg ]]
†: malik a-sayf,
c: asano rin,
c: sunny gurlukovich-emmerich,
c: fang baskerville,
†: altaïr ibn-la'ahad