He's practically flying overhead, running the same rooftop pathways he's taken for a year now, well-memorized, well-worn. A thousand and one questions have flitted through his mind since the gods have allowed them to stay, namely that of who will be entrusted with helming the Assassins when Ezio and Altaïr have left for their own times.
He wondered if they might pass the torch to him. Would they, leaving behind the next generation of a family legacy? Would he be ready for that level of responsibility? Desmond certainly noticed their hands-off approach in recent months, the way the apprentices came to him directly for questions or help, instead of the mentors. Almost as if someone (or someones) directed them to do so.
Then again, he could be overthinking things. The rooftop entrance to the shop is ahead, and he slows to drop in.
Ezio and Altaïr are there already, waiting. Ulp. ]
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He's practically flying overhead, running the same rooftop pathways he's taken for a year now, well-memorized, well-worn. A thousand and one questions have flitted through his mind since the gods have allowed them to stay, namely that of who will be entrusted with helming the Assassins when Ezio and Altaïr have left for their own times.
He wondered if they might pass the torch to him. Would they, leaving behind the next generation of a family legacy? Would he be ready for that level of responsibility? Desmond certainly noticed their hands-off approach in recent months, the way the apprentices came to him directly for questions or help, instead of the mentors. Almost as if someone (or someones) directed them to do so.
Then again, he could be overthinking things. The rooftop entrance to the shop is ahead, and he slows to drop in.
Ezio and Altaïr are there already, waiting. Ulp. ]
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