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“I don’t know! You think Japan would at least be interesting. Hell... we should at least get through this shit with ease.”
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“I don’t know! You think Japan would at least be interesting. Hell... we should at least get through this shit with ease.”

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@thexcipher "Whoa, nice hideout," Jack said as he closed the door behind him. He looked at the electronics that were scattered around the room and didn't notice that he wasn't alone.
thexcipher replied to your photoset: tfw you finally see Maria grab Ojeda’s hand and...
I noticed this in the theater and I’m still not over her making the choice so Aguilar doesn’t.
It’s just - @diebythecreed and I have an AU where Maria actually lives through that and together they start rebuilding the Spanish Brotherhood (that’s the SUPER condensed version of it), and when they’re to be named master assassins (as is canonical for Aguilar), Aguilar insists Maria be named before him because she legitimately puts the Creed before everything, while he shows weakness.
I have so many feelings for Aguilar and Maria and the things they do for each other, but also despite each other. It’s just so sad but fitting and idk, I have so many emotions, please cry with us.
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With his target in sight, Philip casually walked up to the woman and looped his arm through hers. “Lovely day for a stroll is it not my dear?”Â
He lowered his voice, “Don’t be alarmed, I’m a friend. And don’t look, but we’re being followed. I’m getting you somewhere safe.” He maneuvered easily through the streets of London, trying to find the biggest crowds to hide in an lose their pursuers.Â