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Malik: rise and shine, dweeb.
Altair: After all the vile deeds I had to do today, could just let me sleep and never wake up?
Malik: Don't be ridiculous, Altaïr.
Altair:zzz
Malik: ALTAIR!
Altair: ZZZ!
Malik: Your problem, not mine.
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It kinda looks like Malik is about to do something he regrets. Like, kinda looks like there are tears on his face.
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aww sleepy Altair
me: malik leave him alone
malik: he needs to get up
me: let him sleep yeesh
malik: novice get up
me: malik cant you see he's tired leave him be
malik: ok im gettung the water bucket
me: *pulls out a bucket of ice water* don't make me dump this on u malik don't u dare make me cause I will
malik: fine I'll leave him alone *walks away grumbling*
me: *puts away the ice water* weel that takes care of that
Altair: -.-zzz
me: *sits next to Altair and leans on wall and sleeps*
yeah heres a little back story on this. the reason why malik stoped when i pulled out the the ice water is because in my au I (me as my oc) pranked malik by putting a bucket of ice water and a door that was slightly a jar and when malik waked through the bucket fell on his head thats why he he stopped is because i won't stop hanging that little incident over his head cause its just to funny
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Malik: Get up, novice.
Altair (sleeptalking): Ehhh......I am not a novice.
Malik: GET UP!!!
Altair: WHOA......Wait.....Wha......Whe......Oh, it's you, Malik!
Malik: You've slept for 2 hours! Your target will be arriving any minute!
Altair: Oh, sorry, gotta go, bye!
Malik: Novice.......
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Hey I wrotez a storeh about dis! Here is the link!
wilddeadlynadder.deviantart.co…
Nice pic btw!
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Ma boy, I was too lazy to read the whole thing, but still, all I could get was that like Malik was jealous, or some type of hatred, and he regrets to kill him... I guess? I dunno, I was too busy, but still credit!
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Let him sleep
Only during my second viewing of Stephens play through of assassin's creed did I realize Malik was the sane guy who lost his brother SB's arm during the first mission lol I'm slow
Regardless, I live how they reached and understanding and out the past behind them
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Read "And When the Earth shall Claim Your Limbs" from `words without´, the whole thing, and everything is said. Had this picture in mind all the time reading it and it fits so well it's almost heartbreaking.
So much love your work
Oh, and for the feather: Al Mualim had send another bird to the Jerusalems Rafiq, after he had send Altair to get rid of Robert who is resting for tomorrows funeral, with the order to `remove´ the traitor because he was afraid that Altair already found out about him being the worst of all traitors. And as he (thinks he) knows Malik is not a Fan of him and will carry his orders out as the worshipper of the creed he is. He will send others after Robert when its done. And so its Malik inner conflict we can see here.
Just a thought
sry for the poor english
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"I must do it!" Malik whisperd angrily he stood in front of Altair sword in hand. "I need to do this!" Malik Thought,he carefully raised his sword but something stopped him. He noticed Altairs face it reminding him of his own brother." I..." The more he looked at altairs face the more he felt he was his brother." I can't" Malik droped the beautifuly crafted sword and fell to his knees,shamefully looking at the ground tears flowing down on the ground. " Altair is my brother now" Malik said aloud between a couple of sobs. He stopped to feel pressure on his his shoulder he looked in front of him to see Altair, his amazed and cornered face blurred by his own tears. "A-Altair!?" Malik Exclaimed "wh-what.. I must of woke you up...I'm sorry." Malik said while wiping away his tears,he stood up about to take his leave. But before he could Altair stood in front of him. Altair started walking up to. Now they were nearly face to face . Altair grabbed Malikis right arm and pulled him into a hug, " you are right Malik we are brothers." Altair said quietly his response was a tight hug from Malik, Altair could hear his quite sobs as the older assasins head rested on his shoulder. Altair Gently rubbed his back trying to calm him down. They stayed like this for awhile until Malik broke the hug " are you ok now malik?" " I'm fine now." Malik said with a thankfull tone. " look how late it is!" The younger assasin said with a laugh. " its only 6 pm Altair!" Malik chukkeld. " anyways you should get some rest altair. You look like hell" ( Altair got a fight with some Templars. And .. Let's just say It didn't end very well for the both of them..) " fine" Altair said with a yawn he sat down on the cushions and he was out like a light. Malik only laughed and made his way out " good night..... Little brother."
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Thank u very much! But ur story is brilliant!
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Awwwww, Thank you so much!
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"Should I do it?" whispered Malik. He stood above Altair with his sword gripped tightly in his right arm. "I should do it! For my brother!" He slowly raises the sword with an angry expression across his face. He was ready to kill him. He wanted too, but something kept holding him back. He was about to stab him, when he noticed Altair's sleeping face. He froze in place as he watched his sleeping form. His side heaved up and down slowly as he breathed softly. Altair sighed in his sleep and he looked so...so peaceful. "Altair..." He thought. He remembers flashbacks of him and Altair. "I can't..." He whispered. He lowered the sword and dropped it to the ground. He got on his knees and felt more tears filling up in his eyes. "I just can't..." He whispered more. Altair began to slowly open his eyes and heard sniffling and crying. He looks forward and see's Malik on his knees, covering his one arm over his eyes. He sat up slowly and looked at the man with concern. He starched a bit to catch the man attention. Malik gasped as he moved his arm away from his eyes. "Altair! I didn't mean to wake you! I-I'm sorry!" He wiped the tears away from his dark eyes and stood up. Altair grabbed his arm and pulled him into a hug. It caught Malik by surprise and he asked. "Umm...Altair, what are you...doing?" Altair hugged him tighter. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm giving my friend a good old fashioned hug to calm him down." He said with a laugh in his voice. Malik paused for a moment, before he hugged Altair back as tightly as he could. He buried his face Altair's shoulder. They stayed like that for about 6 minutes before they pulled back from each other. "Better?" Malik nodded. "Yes, I'm alright." "Good." said Altair as he laid back down on the pillow's. "G'night Malik." He said with a yawn. Malik walked towards the door and says "Night, Altair. Thanks...for everything." He slowly shuts the door and Altair has a grin spread across his face.
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Absolutely love this one. Makes me wanna write something about it but can't decide which of all my phantasies would come out.
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*plops down next to him and hopes my brain doesn't explode from my current headache and that I don't puke from my queasiness*
Malik: Altair, who have you been sharing your bed with?
Altair: *groggy* if I wanted you to know, I would tell you. *zzz*
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I kinda wish we could have done that in the game.
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hahahahahahahahahahahah omfg i was so emotional and i was thinking that other people were to because of the drawing then out of no were i c ur comment and omfg hilarious
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I'm glad I could make you laugh.
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y thank u Quick Question do u know homestuck
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omg no one can summarize it ill try my best ok here it goes
home stuck consists of no main character and it is about 5 or should i say 48 different characters all related to the same subject some how but only focusing on the 5 they all contact each other as friends trying to play a game later they will find out that this game leads them to destroying there world and creating a new universe in order to ocomplash this they have to defeat a boss witch they have made impossible to beat because they acsidentily upgraded him and they get help from these trolls u could say that the main one is Karkat my faced troll and the main character is John i guess buts he's not and karkats not the main character and a LOOOOOOOOT of funny shit happens and all so one is like having a panic attic because cashiers are made by betty crocker
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hmmm, I'll definitely look that up, thanks. ^^
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NO DON'T
YOU WILL LOOSE YOUR SANITY
DON'T READ IT
I AM WARNING YOU
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I already know what it is from research, and I don't plan on reading it because of all the bad reviews about the people who did go insane from it. Plus, it looks as if a toddler made the comic art. So, in the end, I will stick with my good 'ol manga. :3
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*sighs*
thank god
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MUST WRITE A FIC FOR THIS!! I WILL GIVE YOU THE LINK WHEN I DO!
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Eeeeeee, I just had to write a story for this!
enamie.deviantart.com/art/Prom…
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Awww, he looks so peaceful sleeping there. It's almost like he's some sort of cute pet the other guy found and brought home.
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"He had come to kill Altair. He had. After all, it was the perfect opportunity. The feather seemed to call out for the blood of the man lying in front of him. But he could not, as his eyes traced the slim figure, arms curled under himself. The white robes seemed to call for bloodstains and vengeance, but Malik could not move.
He watched, for a while. He watched Altair's fingers twitch in his restless sleep, his voice; distant, just out of hearing, calling for something. Dreams could be horrible things. Malik's fingers tightened around the blade, but he couldn't move. Finally, after realizing he had wasted so much time staring at Altair, he gave up and walked away.
All children were innocent in their sleep. Altair was no exception."
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wow the last line killed me, like seriously, this was short but touching omg thanks for writing it
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thank you :3
and you're welcome
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If you haven't already, please for the love of all things good in this world, do. If you have, give me zhe link!!!!!!!
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The link to what? XD
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If you made a full length story based off of this, I demand to be given the link.
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I'm sorry, I didn't
I do have some other writing stuff on my gallery if you want to check it out though
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I shall check then out then.
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That got really deep like REALLY deep
The feels bro
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huehuehue
this is my specialty :3
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ALL MY FUCKING FEELS, AND YOU'RE TOYING WITH THEM.
Don't stop
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XD
I'm already too far in to stop now.
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;-; beautifully thought out. I hope you're an author. If not, become one; for the sake of humanity.
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*blush* I am - but thank you for your kind words!
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Also it's such a thought provoking image, great job!
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Maybe, Malik had kept that feather with him at all times since Kadar's death so for whenever he has the chance to take his revenge on Altair he is prepared(keeping in line with the creed, wiping the feather in the victims blood) but when he has the chance and Altair is asleep he sees what Altair is truly like, that he has change as they do say you show your true self while asleep(I think)... or something like that.
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I just imagined one, so I hope you don't mind if I write it in the comments!
Malik ignored the tear slipping down his left cheek, right hand gripping the hilt of his blade tighter.
He did not lift it, however.
The feather sat in his belt, a personal vendetta against the one sleeping before him, his left arm with the Hidden Blade located upon it tucked under his head as an extra cushion.
Altaïr was a personal mission to Malik, one that he wanted to complete.
But couldn't.
How could he kill him?
He was a rival, someone who pushed him to be better, to gain strength to protect his brother.
Something he had failed at.
He wanted so badly to murder the other in cold blood, take his life as his brother's was taken from him.
But to do so would be disregarding the Creed he so loyally followed to a T.
How could he kill a brother? How could he kill a brother-like figure close to him?
How could he kill a friend?
Could he not forgive him for what had happened?
No, he could not.
Altaïr ignored the Tenets, broke all three in one day, and was punished for it! He should not even be allowed to live!
But Malik did not lift his blade to take the life of the other.
A cool breeze floated in from above, his left sleeve fluttering a bit with it.
It flew higher as he turned on his heel and walked away, sheathing his sword as he moved, returning to his maps and books.
Perhaps, after Altaïr managed to kill Talal, he would break the Creed only once and take the other's life in revenge for his brother...
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