Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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≈ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

≈ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

≈ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

≈ The fill/request doesn't necessarily need to be smut.

≈ Don't flame, if you have nothing good to say, don't say anything.

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≈ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Re: FILL: Short Change Heroes, Part 29c/?

[(Anonymous)]

“Are you quite finished?” Haytham archly asked, reaching into his frock coat. Thomas smothered a choked grunt at the hasty appearance of the lace-edged handkerchief in front of him. Frozen for a few seconds, he tentatively reached out and snatched it from his fingertips. “For your mouth,” Haytham insisted before removing the bucket from Thomas’ other hand and covering it with a cloth napkin. He set it on the other side of the room and retook his chair. “The smell is rather opposite of pleasant.”

Thomas’ hyperventilating echoed in the air. He shakily wiped his mouth with the handkerchief followed by the back of his hand. Now, there was nothing to do but collapse into his chair.

“Do she…do she be, uh, knowin’ that you be her…” he jaggedly trailed off, making a weak flapping gesture in Haytham’s direction.

Haytham closed his eyes again and gave a barely perceptible nod of disagreement. “I do not know. You have my word on that,” he swiftly added at Thomas’ dumbfounded expression. “Did she relay such to you?”

Bloody Christ, the disappointed, downward turn of their mouths were identical.

“Not a cockin’ word,” Thomas ground his teeth. Shoving the handkerchief across the table, he barely stopped himself from dropping his head into his hands. Instead, he settled for slouching back and taking a wobbly, long sip of his ale. It tasted like ash on his tongue, scalding his throat on the way down.

Why in fuck’s sake would you go settin’ me up like some dumb monkey, lass? If you wanted me dead ‘n buried, you woulda done it. It be too fuckin’ easy for ya to go getting’ the drop on me.

Unless she be playin’ at the long con?

He gave the thought little credence as soon as it crossed his mind. While far from dense, Connor contained a vehement distaste for that sort of cunning. It was her biggest disadvantage, frankly. Her iron willed determination left little patience for it, firmly pushing her on the side of rash versus calculating. Why draw out anything when you could end the problem with a simple knife across the throat?

He abruptly recalled their conversation the morning after she saved him from freezing to death. At the end of their war of words, they both admitted they had one thing in common. “Like me, you’ve had to go splittin’ yer self in two to go movin’ about them that ‘as the power. And like me, I doubt you ever gonna forget where ya really came from.”

Either she had no knowledge of that side of her heritage or refused to reveal it outright. But whether or not it’d get him killed? Well, that was unfortunately yet to be seen.

Notes:

Ballad of the Green Mountain Boys – is a real Revolutionary War song celebrating the Green Mountain Boys militia. They were created in the late 1760s in the territory between the British provinces of New York and New Hampshire, which is now the state of Vermont. It can be heard here, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4KcJTP8nW8

When the war started, Ethan Allen led them to capture Fort Ticonderoga for the Patriots on May 10, 1775. From there, they invaded present-day Canada. However, the Green Mountain Boys disbanded in 1776, their soldiers sent to other Patriot battalions since Vermont did not join in the independence movement until 1777. Upon Vermont’s official entry into the war, the Continental Congress reformed them into the Green Mountain Continental Rangers. They disbanded again in 1779, but were reformed to fight in the War of 1812. They also fought in the American Civil War and the Spanish-American War. In modern times, “Green Mountain Boys” is an informal name for the Vermont National Guard.

Rookeries –Plural of “rookery” which is a 18th and 19th century sang term for city slums. It was generally used to point out the similarity between the overcrowded, multiple-story tenant buildings of the slums and how rook birds nest in extended family groups of loud, messy nests in treetops. Additionally, “to rook” was also slang for stealing and cheating.