#eagleshaped

—— ✧ ⋆  💥 HE THROWS THE COLLAR OF HIS JACKET OVER HIS  FACE\  in both declaring a reversion to islam and his duality as iron man, tahir has been plagued by congress to satisfy test after test  for them to verify  that he is truly working in the benefit of the united states government leaving him as meat for the media to claw into until there is nothing private left about him. as a man of color he is not afforded the easy rights steve rogers is.  in all this bedlam he does not recognize the space he has traversed and how he is coming to crash into another. *: @eagleshaped

“ state yourself. now. “ @eagleshaped

HE  PAUSES ;   STUDIES  THE  MAN ,   for  this  is  no  average  country  bumpkin    &   likely  not  in  search  for  his  BLESSINGS .   ❛  excuse  me ,  my  son ,  but  i  cannot  hear  you .  ❜    knowing  too  well  that  his  signs  remain  often  a  mystery   (  something  hailing  from  a  place  foreign ;   unclear ,  uncertain .   just  like faith  is .   )     to  strangers ;   HE  SCUFFLES  OVER  to  get  a  wax  tablet ,   the  elegant  writing  of  a  cleric  carv’d  in  wax .     < <   HOW  CAN  I  HELP  YOU  ?   > >  (  *  ✞  @eagleshaped.  )

--- “Altaïr !” Aureriel called out as she saw the young man, a look of relief on the young healer’s face. She moved swiftly toward him, a bright smile on her lips, “Are you well? You have been gone for sometime!”

“Don’t make that face. I’ve been sent by the Egyptian Brotherhood. My name’s Aya.” She explained, smirking as she crossed her arms over her chest. Her Brotherhood wanted more information about that piece of Eden; they wanted to make sure she didn’t fall in the wrong hands again, but for now, she would keep a polite conversation. 

Moss-green eyes turn to look up, then down at the note placed so carefully in his hand. He didn’t need to know what the note said. He knew. In his heart, he knew, “ wayn akhi ?”

also asdhfjks thanks frend !!!!! sobs

               ———- ▲ the hooded figure in the distance seems suspicious. connor’s eyes narrow in an attempt to figure out just who this person might be. his intuition says they’re NOT HUMAN, that is one thing for certain. such questionable behaviour urges the android to approach the other & something strikes him as ODD when his facial recognition software doesn’t work. he approaches, attempting to look as non-threatening as possible. he just wants to talk. ❛ excuse me sir, may i speak with you for a moment? ❜