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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt.2
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.2
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Discussion
Re: Matchmaker - Part 3 of 4
(Anonymous) 2011-01-24 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)She waited until she and Desmond were alone. Down into the depths of La Villa Auditore’s escape tunnel was the perfect place for them to train, plus, it had the bonus of being somewhere Shaun couldn’t follow. No matter how good he was at fighting and killing - and for a historian, he had taken to those things rather quickly - he didn’t have the free-running and parkour skill necessary to navigate the decaying passages.
“So, Des…”She began slowly as she circled Desmond, looking for an opening. His fighting was improving rapidly as he absorbed more and more of his ancestor’s skills. “What sort of things do you look for in a partner? Guy or girl.”
Desmond’s guard dropped slightly in his confusion. “What? Why do you want -” Lucy took advantage of his distraction and managed to get a hold of him and throw him over her hip, landing him on his ass. “Ow! Damn it, Lucy!”
“You have to be able to focus on more than one thing at a time, Desmond. The rest of the world isn’t going to wait for you to finish what you’re doing before it carries on with its business. So… what qualities do you find attractive in a person?”
To his credit, Desmond kept his guard up this time, nor did he seem quite as flustered by the questioning. “Uh, smart… Won’t take any bullshit, I guess. Funny… Being hot’s always a plus. But I don’t see why it matters. I’m kind of stuck here for the foreseeable future. Being hunted doesn’t exactly lend itself to getting laid, you know?” This time, he attacked, getting in close and getting in what would have been a few good hits in a real fight before Lucy kicked out at him, driving him back out of range.
“Come on, Des. You’re taller than me. Use your reach to your advantage. You don’t want to get any closer than you have to make the kill. Not before you gain more experience. Too many chances for your opponent to get you.” She was pleased to see him nod and back up a little more, clearly calculating the difference between his reach and hers. “Well, what about us?”
“You?” He was flustered again, but this time he didn’t let it affect his form. “Uh, that sounded bad… There’s not… Not that there’s anything wrong with you. It’s just… We’re kind of stuck together. It’d be… awkward…”
Amused by the way he quickly jumped in to reassure her, she smiled. Signaling for him that they were done for the moment, she walked to the edge of their makeshift sparring circle, grabbed the two water bottles there and tossed one of them to him. Sighing gratefully as she opened hers and took a sip, she carefully sat down, crossing her legs. “So, is that the problem? You are interested in one of us, but you think this,” she gestured around her, “is an issue?”
He seemed to think about that as he took a sip of his own water. “Isn’t it? I mean… We’re kind of talking the end of the world here, if what Minerva said is to be believed. Given the situation, we can’t really afford any bad blood or anything between us.”
Lucy had to give him that. “So… who is it? I’m going to guess it’s not me, otherwise I don’t think you’d be talking to me like this.”
“What? No. I mean… You’re awesome, Lucy. You saved me from Abstergo and I -”
“Desmond?” she interrupted gently. “You aren’t going to hurt my feelings.” She was pleased to see him smile sheepishly. “So, Shaun or Rebecca? ‘Cause you know, Shaun’s into the whole…” she made a hand gesture that made Desmond choke on his water, “thing, you know?” At his raised eyebrow and the doubtful look on his face, she rolled her eyes. “Seriously? Have you ever SEEN Shaun?”
“That’s stereotyping,” he said, echoing the tone of voice Rebecca had used to call him racist when he’d been talking to Altaïr’s statue.
Re: Matchmaker - Part 4 of 4
(Anonymous) 2011-01-24 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)“You really think he’s interested?”
“You know how when you two talk, how he gets more snarky than usual? And then, despite that, he’ll actually humor your attempts at a conversation for a couple of minutes before telling you to go away? Which, I might add, is a couple of minutes more than he normally humors Rebecca and I. Let’s just say, his idea of flirting sucks.”
A small, sheepishly pleased smile flickered across Desmond’s face, slightly curling his scar.
Phase 2: Find Out If Desmond Is Interested In Shaun? Success.
Phase 3 however? Well, she might be stuck sharing a sleeping bag - because the one they had hidden actually had disappeared now, to God only knew where - with Rebecca, who was giggle-snorting every time one of the boys made any noise what-so-ever. And dear God, she hadn’t needed to know that apparently Shaun was “bendy.” But she supposed that, technically, no matter how traumatic it might be, the noises she was hearing? Yeah, that was proof enough of a freakin’ huge success.
Re: Matchmaker - Part 4 of 4
(Anonymous) 2011-01-25 02:52 am (UTC)(link)Re: Matchmaker - Part 4 of 4
(Anonymous) 2011-01-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)THIS. This bit right here made my day.
Not OP...
(Anonymous) 2011-01-25 05:37 am (UTC)(link)OP here
(Anonymous) 2011-01-27 07:21 am (UTC)(link)