Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

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Re: Clipped (17e/?)

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Altair looked at him and moved so he was right on top of the blonde, “This is my world little Sheep, remember to whom you speak,” he spoke in a quiet threatening tone and Malik saw Night swallow. Then Altair backed away, “The wall isn’t a wall, it’s a maze. They make it so that we can’t get through, so it takes time and they can find us before we get into your country,” Altair said. “The bars are greased and they are buried a foot into the earth.”

“Great,” Parker sighed, “So how do we get by?”

“We find the path of least resistance, cut through what we have to and dug under,” Altair explained, “Divinus,” he called and Des who had drifted off somewhere looking at something they couldn’t see came back around. “You have the best eyes, find us a quick path.”

Des frowned at his brother and said something sadly. He saw Ezio out of the corner of his eye become stiff as he spoke. Altair put his hands on his brother’s shoulders and spoke to him till finally Des nodded. The teen pulled something out of his pocket, it looked like a small pad of paper and a pen before turning and looking at the fence. Malik wasn’t the only curious one who came around to see what he was going to do. Des kept his head down for several seconds before looking up. Malik almost fell over his own feet as he stepped backwards. He was used to seeing the Rifters’ eyes turn gold, but this was positively frightening. Des’ eyes had turned white, with a massive pupil in the very center that didn’t move, didn’t even twitch.

Altair put his hands back on his shoulders when he started to sway and with a jolt Malik realized what was happening. Des was seeing. Rapidly Malik went through what Altair had told him about prophets and their sight. It was a powerful tool and could let them see the future and the past and things that weren’t exactly what they appeared to be. But usually they needed a medium, the Animus Altair had called it, and without it it could cause permanent emotional, psychological and neural damage to the prophet that caused pain and sometimes, in extreme cases, resulted in death. Suddenly Malik felt cold despite the blistering heat as he watched Des who looked like he was writing something, or drawing, maybe, Malik wasn’t sure.

It only lasted about two minutes before with a cry that sounded very pained Des slid back into reality with force and Altair hadn’t been holding him would probably have fallen. Altair spoke in gentle and calm tones as he lowered his brother to the ground, brushing away sweat and Malik was sure he heard small sobs coming from the younger man. “Here,” Altair snatched the pad and threw it at Malik, “A map,” Malik fumbled over the pad before looking at what was on it. It indeed was a map, a maze actually and it looked impeccably drawn with perfectly strait lines.

“What’s the distance ratio?” he asked.

Ezio came up behind him and plucked the pad from Malik’s hand. “Looks like a standard one to three,” he said.

“One to three what?” Parker asked.

“Uh… crap,” he muttered. After a few seconds Ezio called to Altair who was still comforting their brother. Altair snapped the words back, sounding annoyed. “Centimeter to three meters,” he said.

“You kidding?” Night snatched the pad. “Shit this will take a while,” he said counting up the centimeters. “Parker, gimmie a pen, a red one,” he ordered and Parker handed it over. First Night traced a path with the pen closed till he had found a shot from the fence to the open ground they were on and then drew it in with the pen. “Okay, so then we’re ganna cut through these parts,” he said. “Where’s the origin?”

“Right in front of where Divinus was standing,” Ezio said his voice sounding dry. Malik doubted it had anything to do with the heat or the weather though.

“Lets get this started then,” Night announced and opened his pack pulling out a pair of heavy gloves as well wire clippers. Malik and Parker did likewise and Night quickly instructed them where to start cutting.