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Used To -Pt4Distant sounds of the city of Jerusalem flooded the now warmed building as noon inched near. Rays of golden sunlight sprinkled through the open windows bathed her in light. Maria opened her bright cerulean eyes and was nearly blinded with sunshine. She stretched and sat up calmly oblivious to were she was exactly.
Malik standing behind the counter, perpendicular to her noticed her sit up and glance about. She suddenly realized what had occurred the night prior and gasped.
"He's fine." Malik suddenly informed as she glanced over at him.
Maria had to see for herself as she stood and entered the foyer. To her surprise he was still

AftermathNearly three long days had passed on without any such news of Altair's awakening and Malik was growing all the more wary. The rafik had sifted through documents and various letters that Altair had collected from targets and still these truths brought him no confidence. Not a trace of possible sabotage against the Brotherhood was ever unraveled, however, Malik still had a deep pit in his stomach. What was the Templar leader planning? What had Altair truly uncovered? Diverse affairs surfaced and dissolved in a matter of days.
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All I Ask Of You -Pt9A belated dawn of sleeplessness mocked him with a menacing silence throughout Castle Masyaf. As the dark desert night lingered on the Assassin laid there motionlessly upon his bed of crimson covers, the Templar Highness sleeping soundly beside him. His thoughts and soon to be decided actions swarmed about in his tired brain aimlessly causing him to become anxious. He merely stared up at the pale ceiling coated with darkness, lying upon his back, and swore to himself.
Maria, lying curled up in a ball on his large bed, shifted in her slumber. "Altair?" she moaned in her sleep then turned

Blood BrothersMalik stood weary before his chamber door, his back pressed up against the cool sandstone. The darkness of the corridor began to creep into him, the few burning torches scattered down the hall cast an eerie light upon the oak doors of uninhabited rooms. The cold stonewalls held no such comfort, the woven tapestries hung from them depicting cryptic scenes of war made Malik cringe. However, he would not enter the room he stood before to be rid of the aloof nothingness of the corridor. A room that he had not even taken step over the brink of the doorway for months chilled him more so than the telltale signs of doom clawing at his heels.
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AC - AltairMaria - for sae85To be Free

The day was at its end, fading away slowly, the colors of the late evening starting to paint the sky in dark, the lighter hues and the warm tint of the day's sun vanishing at the horizon. The sounds of the early bright started to fade away, the birds ceasing their song, as the new melodies of the crickets started to echo through the air. And then a gust of wind turned nature to silence, and for a few seconds everything seemed deserted, without life, as if the breeze took away everything that lived. But then again the insects started to sing their tune, the high pitch notes made her smile as she glared outside the small window of t

Altair and His Templar DoctorAltair and His Templar Doctor.
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"I'm sorry, I truly am but I can not abide a traitor." Al Mualim said disappointed as he pulled out the dagger from his belt.

"I am not a traitor!" Altair pleaded with him. He knew what was coming, he would die because he compromised the creed.

"Your actions indicate otherwise, and so you

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"Dark? Dirty? Dangerous? I'm beginning to like this war." ~Jak
"Don't make me come over there and...sic Jak on ya!" ~Daxter

Just his other outfit

haha dats it. hmmm, maybe i like this one better

hehe They're both 18 here. I named this 'Wastelander Prince' because Jak is Damas' son who is king of Spargus, so that makes Jak a prince! hehe and then there's that thing with 'is he really THE Mar' and whatever... personally i'd like to think that he is!

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Name: Jak
Birth Name: Mar
Race: caucasian
Sex: male
Height: 5'10
Age: 18 (here)
Eyes: blue
Hair: blond/green
Sexual Orientation: straight
Family: Damas (father)

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Name: Daxter
Nickname: Dax
Sex: male
Race: Ottsel
Height: 2' ?
Age: 18 (here)
Eyes: blue
Fur: orange
Sexual Orientation: straight