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[CLOSED] What will you do when they know you? What will you do when they see the truth?
Who: All the Assassins. ALL OF THEM.
What: Someone's leaked the information of the Bureau existing. Context found here and here.
When: Day 190!
Where: A Needle In A Haystack, upstairs, in the Bureau.
Rating: PG-13 at the worst. There will be lecturing. Lots of lecturing. And disappointment. B(
[Ah, this brings back memories.
The searing words: he leaves the eye and seeks the mark, the coldness found within the home of the Brotherhood, the harsh glares and the seemingly harsher accusations thrown about to make a point. It seems like it was only yesterday. Malik and Altaïr, at the top of the roof, waiting for him. Speaking with him. Telling him that he had betrayed their trust and the Order by admitting his true identity to an ally, and not relaying it back to them.
Hard to believe it had happened so long ago. Yet here he was again, with the same words, the same tenant broken, only now he was the one issuing them, to others within the Order. Alice had somehow learned of the Bureau existing within the shop, though there was no idea nor word of who had told her.
Regardless, it's not something he can toss aside. The code sent out, his thoughts in order, now he waits. Waits for Malik to arrive so he can explain and have someone else in a higher rank explain (and hopefully not completely destroy in the process), waits for his recruits to join him and get used to being called. Waits for the newcomers to realize that upon arrival, it's something important, and something they shouldn't shove aside.
This will either end on a good note, or in disaster. He sincerely hopes it won't be both.]
What: Someone's leaked the information of the Bureau existing. Context found here and here.
When: Day 190!
Where: A Needle In A Haystack, upstairs, in the Bureau.
Rating: PG-13 at the worst. There will be lecturing. Lots of lecturing. And disappointment. B(
[Ah, this brings back memories.
The searing words: he leaves the eye and seeks the mark, the coldness found within the home of the Brotherhood, the harsh glares and the seemingly harsher accusations thrown about to make a point. It seems like it was only yesterday. Malik and Altaïr, at the top of the roof, waiting for him. Speaking with him. Telling him that he had betrayed their trust and the Order by admitting his true identity to an ally, and not relaying it back to them.
Hard to believe it had happened so long ago. Yet here he was again, with the same words, the same tenant broken, only now he was the one issuing them, to others within the Order. Alice had somehow learned of the Bureau existing within the shop, though there was no idea nor word of who had told her.
Regardless, it's not something he can toss aside. The code sent out, his thoughts in order, now he waits. Waits for Malik to arrive so he can explain and have someone else in a higher rank explain (and hopefully not completely destroy in the process), waits for his recruits to join him and get used to being called. Waits for the newcomers to realize that upon arrival, it's something important, and something they shouldn't shove aside.
This will either end on a good note, or in disaster. He sincerely hopes it won't be both.]
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Any idea who spilled the beans?
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[There's a bit of a wry grin at that, trying to be funny in a time that is definitely going to be tense.]