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givemenames September 17 2010, 07:39:46 UTC
Altaïr had been up since first light that morning, venturing to Espoir to check his traps in the woods and to feed his hawk so that the bird could safely be left in the bureau for the duration of the meeting without getting into too much trouble. At least there was no Dreamberry for it to attack this time around. He took to the quieter streets for his trip to the library, avoiding the rooftops even though they were far quicker and soon made his way inside, bowing his head and, after a brief moment of pause, lowering his hood. There was a slight reminder of Masyaf here in the high shelves and the almost contemplative near silence and it was welcomed ( ... )

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nvrtheeasyway September 17 2010, 21:46:21 UTC
The young woman equally raised an eyebrow at the man's manner to address her. Guessing it was part of how people spoke in the Middle Ages, she simply nodded back, smiling ( ... )

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givemenames September 17 2010, 22:03:03 UTC
He had indeed brought the coffee - that in itself had been an odd experience with the girl serving him looking set to have some sort of fit at the sight of him and he really didn't know what to make of all of it - and he set the paper cups in their holder down on the table. He wasn't sure he would even drink any of his; tea was personally more what he was used to.

Her second remark had him blinking and after a moment of pause, he pushed the hood down and back. Women did not talk as such in his experience and indeed the Templar woman had been one of the most outspoken he had ever come across in his experience. But he did smile slightly at her.

"Women have not complained about my appearance before now."

Adha certainly hadn't.

"Have you been here long this morning?"

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nvrtheeasyway September 17 2010, 22:24:55 UTC
Now that she could see his face more clearly, Lara's smirk turned into a more honest smile. Altaïr was looking a few years younger than what she would have given him, though she could see that he seemed in his mid-twenties, just as she was. The scar crossing over his lips was more prominent when not shadowed but it had not damaged the Assassin's looks. But the young woman was most surprised by his eyes: they were more expressive than what she had expected. The small smile seemed to even light them slightly. Over all, he was handsome, in that sort of scruffy, bad boy way that girls like so much. Lara hummed approvingly before speaking again, her eyes lighting up with a teasing twinkle ( ... )

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