the first day / accidental video

[foolnornovice]

[It's been some time after the announcement by that odd man in charge of the force around here. It's been no concern of this one to get involved, and so he's keep himself discreet, in the shadows and to the walls where he knows stealth, how to be hidden. Unfortunately, that isn't enough when he's been dropped upon a world with technology beyond his

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[just a voice, for now]

[whassamatta]

[Barely a whisper.]

Now, you've got to be kidding me.

voice. Because he might've broken that video function.

[foolnornovice]

Speak now or not at all - why do you speak as such?

[whassamatta]

[It was only one word, and though Desmond has been in Altaïr's mind, has been Altaïr, period, he needs to make sure. But how to go about this discreetly...?]

...Safety and peace.

[foolnornovice]

[That response? It gets him to shift attitudes completely, but he still remains paranoid.]

Onto you as well - I do not recognize your voice.

[whassamatta]

[Yup, it's Altaïr. Desmond runs a hand over his face, taking a moment before responding.]

Well, you could say I'm not exactly from the Syrian sect of the Brotherhood.

[foolnornovice]

So I gathered. [Lack of accent, follow-up to the greeting, and so on.]

Then where do you reside?

[whassamatta]

[A somewhat nervous laugh How were you supposed to say, "About a thousand years in the future," and be taken seriously, anyway?]

The location isn't exactly set in stone these days - I'm more of a...traveller. I move around a lot. But I've been to Masyaf - it's a pretty nice place!

[foolnornovice]

[You don't: the assassin would call witchcraft.]

You possess no claim to headquarters of some sort, not even a bureau to report to? [He's speaking too much, and he takes back his words before he continues at all. There may be a risk to this, but he needs to confirm something at least.] ... Your location, now.

[whassamatta]

That...might not be such a good idea.

[He doesn't really want to be run through after Altair sees they have the same features or anything, so he stalls.]

The situation here is a little tricky. I don't want to compromise anything.

[foolnornovice]

[Smart kid. As of stands, it's all sorcery to him so he scrutinizes the device for a moment, as if the one on the other side can see.]

... Fair enough. If we do cross paths however, be prepared. [If you're lying, he's getting throttled, and if not? Well... Altaïr will probably have to sit down.] Your name at the very least.

[whassamatta]

[He gives it truthfully enough; there is no need to hide that from Altaïr. A chuckle:]

Desmond Miles. I'm...looking forward to it.

[foolnornovice]

[There's a pause - months ago he would have left the conversation at just that. The name is strange to his tongue, but it seems honest. The assassin opts to avoid giving his own name until there is a face to face confrontation, just for the sake of being prepared.]

Nn. Safety and peace with you then, Desmond. Till then. [The feed clicks off.]