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Having a Templar within put everyone on edge, but it would be foolish for her to attack those she requests aid from, so she is left to be. Only passing, having his own mission, he stops a moment to pass on their message before leaving. ❝ I see you are still waiting for the Council’s approval. They will see you now. ❞ A pause. ❝ Though, a word of advice ? Anger is a powerful and useful energy, but do not let it consume you entirely, for it will only reward you with despair. Au revoir, Élise. ❞

Élise nodded. Of course, she knew he was right. She was a bit NERVOUS, the last time she had assisted a meeting with the Assassins, one of them had ended up murdering one of them and accusing her of it. She tried to look confident, and she was, somehow, because she knew she wasn’t there to attack anyone, but she never knew how they could react. This was why it was so difficult to TRUST them. But Connor was fine. She didn’t know if she could consider him an ally yet, but he wasn’t an enemy, and that was a good first step. This is why she ended up smiling softly in his direction. If only he knew how important these words were to her - she knew how hatred and anger could consume her if she wasn’t careful.

“I’m ready.” She assured, before she hesitantly added, “And… Merci. I hope the meeting will go well.”

#rp #bitesfree #v: inflame or enlighten

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👉 — point to something for my muse to see

@bitesfree // non-verbal starters.

Her gaze followed to where he was pointing, though Saren had to crane her neck a little and stand on her toes. She mimicked him, hopefully pointing to the same object as he was.

“ I think I see what you mean, ” she said. “ Is it along the ridge over? Nestled in those pine trees? ”

#; ᴛᴇʟᴇɢʀᴀᴍs ( asks )#; ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍɪssᴇᴅ ᴀ sʜᴏᴛ ( alternate ac verse )#bitesfree

❝ Some things in our lives are inevitable. ❞

“ 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 ? ” there’s bitterness there . vitriol and rage and ancient , bloody grief . ( who are we , who have been so blessed to share our stories like this ? to speak across centuries ? ) is it destiny to be vehicles of suffering ? is it divine will , written in the stars and carved into stone at some forgotten corner of the world , that they must lose and be lost in turn ? RATONHNHAKÉ:TON IS BRAVE . strength of flesh , OF HEART , forged in fire and tragedy . a better man than desmond . the boy who ran , the man who is still running in newer, subtler ways . HE DESERVED BETTER . HE DESERVES BETTER . today’s bitterness tastes like an apology desmond cannot give , like a childish kind of regret , like a dream made of ‘what-ifs.’ pointless , shallow platitudes that ratonhnhaké:ton does not deserve to hear . instead he smiles , fond , wry , heartbroken . “ is this you getting all existential on me ? yeah , NO THANKS . fate and all that jazz can shove it . ”

#bitesfree #gkGK i didnt realize this was still sitting in my inbox !#anyway hi id walk into oncoming traffic for ratonhnhaké:ton #ANSWERED.

❝ What’s done is done. That's the way the river runs. ❞ / @ evie frye !

{ A Meme Probably? | @bitesfree }

“I happen to agree. The past is past. There’s no reason to dwell upon it.” Evie nods with certainty.

“Of course, that means we mustn’t dwell upon it. Which is far easier said than done, if you ask me.”

#( m: Evie Frye )#ahhh i hope this is okay!#i admit this was a half-baked reply lmao #i had a better idea like hours ago but i forgot it :((((#bitesfree #( you did ask... | answered )

❝ I think that's enough for one day. ❞

Heavy breaths pushed through her lips; a part of her wanted to fight the exhaustion, but eventually she found herself desperately gasping for air. Her hands reached down to her knees, buckling over to a slight crouch. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead to the soil below. Her hands were wrapped with a strip of cloth, but blood from old wounds started to seep through. Perhaps she might’ve overdone it–using anger to fuel her training. When the fellow assassin spoke, she swiftly raised her hand in response.

“No, I’m fine.” she barely managed to get the words out clearly. When her lungs calmed, she stood up. A sense of pride and conviction burned in her eyes. “Let’s continue.”

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#( we have to do right by them ; main verse )#( contracts accepted ; answered )#h-HEWWO #bitesfree