Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

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Re: Clipped (18d/?)

[(Anonymous)]

So if that was true (and he wasn’t entirely sure it was) then was the desert angry now? Angry that four people who had no purpose here were indeed here and ‘contaminating’ the endlessness of it. He trembled against his pack and tried not to think that way.

Slowly the storm began to ease, the howling fading, and soon they could see the brilliant yellow and orange and pink sky of the sunset’s afterglow. Malik sat up, throwing sand everywhere and looked around trying not to panic. He saw a few mounds that as he watched moved and burst open. “Everyone all right?” Ezio called pulling off his goggles, which were covered in grit, to get a better look around.

“Fine,” Malik called still a bit unnerved by his own thoughts as he got to his feet.

“I’m alive,” Parker called and the other two also gave sound that they were indeed all right as well. “That was… fun,” Parker said sarcastically as he shook himself of sand, dusting himself off vigorously. “That happens a lot?” he asked Ezio.

“It is the season of storms here, so yes, it does,” Ezio said also shaking off the sand. “Usually though we would have our tents to shelter in, but one cannot always have everything they need,” he shrugged. He turned back around when Altair said something as he shrugged sand off himself sitting up, though Des did not. “We’ll make camp here, it’s to dark to continue,” he added.

“Is Divinus okay?” Pseudonym asked, she’d noticed as well it seemed.

“Fine, just sleeping,” Altair said standing to further rid himself of sand and began to remove the ties at his wrists and middle and calves.

“He’s sleeping? How the hell did he sleep through that? It was like fucking banshees out there!” Night cried.

Altair shrugged but didn’t answer and Malik had a feeling it was because he didn’t actually have an answer.

—

Malik was pretty sure he’d never seen something like the Rift. He could barely even understand how something like it could even exist.

It was a canyon that stretched out before them like the roots of a tree. He could see the strata clearly on the walls, bands of orange and red and yellow and gold like an artist had painted the sides. It was unreal, totally unreal and Malik had never seen anything like it. The beauty of the Rift was awesome and it was like he was looking at something he wasn’t to see. He felt his knees shaking as he stared out across the Rift and felt it looking back into him like some ethereal eye. Next to him he heard something drop and though he didn’t look he knew that Parker next to him had fallen to his knees.

Next to him Altair sighed, though not in a tired way, or a sad way, but like he was happy. He… sounded happy and that drew Malik’s gaze away from the canyon to the Rifter next to him. He too was looking at the Rift as it bathed in the setting sun’s light and his gaze was longing and tired and just a bit happy, if anything he almost looked like he might cry from the emotions but Malik knew better than to expect that. Not from Altair at least. Then he spoke, as soft as a whisper, but Malik still heard though he did not understand. He didn’t need to understand the word though because he knew exactly what Altair had said; “home”.

—

It had been to late in the day for the Rifters to depart that day and they would in the morning. Before that happened there had been quite a bit of arguing, of which Malik was not a part of.

“We can’t just let you go,” Night was saying, “Volpe gave us express instructions that we were to see you safely home and that’s-

“You will not be crossing the Rift,” Altair said, voice firm. “Unless you wish to never see your home again. Is that what you want?”

“So what, you wouldn’t let us go?” Night demanded acting all high and mighty.

“My brothers and I? Gladly. Our people? Never. You are intruders in our country and if you came with us we’d eventually be found by a traveling clan and they would see what you know, if you are dangerous they would kill you.”

“But we aren’t,” Parker said.