"Don't," Desmond said, and held up a hand to stop their arguments. "I did what I did knowingly. But, back to the Apple -- so the Templars don't have it, either?"
"No," Rebecca had gotten ahold of herself, and wiped away her tears. "They might know where it is, though. The Assassins have posted up people to keep watch over the Temple while they wait to get someone new to fetch it for them. For being masters of the shadows, they are rather obvious in their tactics." She pointed to Shaun's laptop, shrugging.
"Well, then let's go and get it," Desmond said, nodding. "Before they do."
"That's exactly what we don't want!" Shaun barked. "We got you out so they wouldn't use you like that! You're not just a thing, Desmond, you're a person!"
"Then what was all I did for, huh?" Desmond cried, and his eyes fogged a hazy gold. He slammed his hands down on the truck, and exploded in a fury of Arabic. Shaun and Rebecca both visibly jumped, and Desmond looked down, snarling in frustration at himself. Viciously, he hit the side of the truck with his fist, and phased back into English. "...rather we get it than let the Templars have it! We can't let that happen!"
"Desmond, if we go for it, the Assassins will believe we've betrayed them because we want the Apple for ourselves," Lucy spoke loudly over the roar of the van, glancing back for a second before going back to the road.
"Then tell them we still work for them," Desmond said, fiercely. "I don't want any of you suffering for merely wanting me to be free. Tell them I'll go get the damn Apple for them."
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"No," Rebecca had gotten ahold of herself, and wiped away her tears. "They might know where it is, though. The Assassins have posted up people to keep watch over the Temple while they wait to get someone new to fetch it for them. For being masters of the shadows, they are rather obvious in their tactics." She pointed to Shaun's laptop, shrugging.
"Well, then let's go and get it," Desmond said, nodding. "Before they do."
"That's exactly what we don't want!" Shaun barked. "We got you out so they wouldn't use you like that! You're not just a thing, Desmond, you're a person!"
"Then what was all I did for, huh?" Desmond cried, and his eyes fogged a hazy gold. He slammed his hands down on the truck, and exploded in a fury of Arabic. Shaun and Rebecca both visibly jumped, and Desmond looked down, snarling in frustration at himself. Viciously, he hit the side of the truck with his fist, and phased back into English. "...rather we get it than let the Templars have it! We can't let that happen!"
"Desmond, if we go for it, the Assassins will believe we've betrayed them because we want the Apple for ourselves," Lucy spoke loudly over the roar of the van, glancing back for a second before going back to the road.
"Then tell them we still work for them," Desmond said, fiercely. "I don't want any of you suffering for merely wanting me to be free. Tell them I'll go get the damn Apple for them."