The New World's Creed (Assassin's Creed 3 RP, O/A)

[WasabiNoTobi]

Alma rolled over and rubbed her eyes and stared at the animals, "Solo Dios sabe lo que esta pasando en la parte posterior de la casa ya que los animales vinieron a buscarnos." she yawned again, shooing the wolf hound away from her face. "No, no, no thank you," she spluttered, "I can wash my own face, dog." Wuffles huffed and headbutted her shoulder.

He trotted over to the Sparrow and licked at his ear and sniffed at him, his paw pushing at his shoulder.


((God only knows what is going on back at the homestead since the animals came looking for us.))

[Chris Misery]

spread out your wings and learn to fly

Geovane jerked suddenly in his sleep, the kind that awoke him without meaning to. In the instant he opened his eyes he was already at his feet with his dagger drawn in his left hand and his xiphoid extended on his right. His cold range-red eyes scanned the shadow covered farmhouse. He relaxed hearing that it was onlythe old, unkept house creeking from a slight breeze. He poked his head out the windows in various places of the house before taking a step into the dim sunlight.

His hood kept the direct sunlight from his eyes as he walked towards the forrest. He knew as long as he stayed where he could see the road and stayed in the brush of the woods he could remain hidden from any....unwanted eyes. He stopped, hearing the crunch of thesnow beneath his feet and looked behind him. He growled lowly, seeing how obvious his footsteps were. Glancing up he shrugged, having never tried to jump on frozen branches. In his mind a branch was a brancha nd as long as it could hold his weight he didn't care. Once he had set his mind he climbed a tree and once found a stable branch he took his first leap and slipped, barely catching himself. He wasn't yet used to the frozen branches texture. He sighed and tried again to another branch, only wabbling slightly. Smileing at his success he continued from branch to branch quickly figuring out how to land and place his feet on the branch. He continued from branch to branch.

to a new world, to a new world...
With: Noone
Feeling: refreshed
Thoughts: I can get to the city by this afternoon.
Out Of Commentary:

[WasabiNoTobi]

"Watch as the angry bear makes his way through the forest, searching for his next victim--"

"Night Stalker--"

"See how he looks away from his target and back at us--"

"Night Stalker--"

"Look at how he comes incredibly close for anyone's com--" the Englishman winced when hand smacked the back of his head. "--fort." He rubbed the spot, "You hit harder than Alsoomse..."

Tarlof gave the man a look rubbed between his eyes, "All I ask of you is to be quiet for the rest of this trip--unless it is an emergency. Understand? Meaning no more of this nonsense--"

"Does that man struggling with tree walking count as an emergency?" he gestured to the figure jumping from branch to branch with some difficulty, before actually getting the hang of the task.

"Ignore it--" the words fell on deaf ears and his friend was already up in the trees, scrambling after the hooded figure.

[Silver Nephil]

The Sparrow lifted his head again, listening, closing his eyes and focusing with his ears as Jameel had taught him. Yes, there it was, that thudding sound, like a too-heavily-laden branch giving way and sending its burden of snow down to the forest floor. Sliding out of the Native man's grip, he went to the nearest tree and up into the branches.

Seconds later, Connor was up beside him, lifting him onto a branch. He pointed to his eyes, then to the branch and headed off. Lex followed behind him. It wasn't easy going; the snow and ice made the branches slick. Twice he nearly fell off, if only to be saved by his hookblade. He stopped on the branch he'd landed on, slapping his face with his palm. Duh! Thanks, Baba.

Ratohnhaké:ton sighed as he waited, well ahead of the younger man. Did he fall off? he wondered, just as Skandar shot past him, flipping through the air to catch another branch.

"Yallah, Ratohnhaké:ton, or I'm going to be seeing what's making that noise first!" Stunned, the Wolf made a weak noise that was supposed to have been some sort of comeback, then followed after him.

[Chris Misery]

spread out your wings and learn to fly

He glanced behind him seeing other figures beginning to follow him. Not knowing who they were or who they worked for, Geovane quickened his pace though slipping occasionally moved faster than he had before, even on the unfamiliar surfaces. He chose not to stop and tightened the the mask on his face. His arms began to move with his body allowing him to do further bounds and even so at a still faster pace. The knolege of not knowing who was following him only pumped more adrenaline through his veins as he fled, breathing deeply to supply the much needed oxygen to his body. Had it not been so slippery from the snow and ice he truly believed he could have either outrunned them put enough distance to prepare to fight them. He glanced down at his shadow and sighed heavily, the thought of his older brothers death before him made him lose focus and drop suddenly. He misplaced his foot on a pile of snow that had acumulated on the branch that caused him to slip and fall onto his back.

He quickly got over the initial pain and turned to the group as it closed in on him. He drew his off of the sheath on his back and placed his other hand on his pistol expecting the worse.

to a new world, to a new world...
With: Noone...?
Feeling: watched
Thoughts: whateverit is I have to get away....
Out Of Commentary:

[WasabiNoTobi]

"And where do you think you are go--oh never mind." Alma shook her head and continued on rolling up the bed rolls and helping Ylva and Elizabeth clean up... Well mostly the She Wolf. The dog and the bear had the Scotswoman in a large cuddle pile. Hjalmar rubbed his cheek against the woman's face, hugging her tight.

*****

The Englishman winced, crouching low on a branch, "Ohhh boy, that looked like it hurt."

He jumped down infront of him. He stared at the hooded figure for a moment before tipping his hat down. A hook had latched and tugged on the man's pistol, sending it back a few feet behind him. The sheath in the man's other hand was knocked away with a kick.

"Now," he kicked the man's feet out from under him, pinning him down, a pair of scissors lightly brushing against his Adam's Apple, "What brings you out here?"

"Stop." Tarlof looked from the man under Night Stalker to the ones up in the trees, "... Hello Skandar, Ratohnhaké:ton. Mind helping me in getting our crazed pet off of the man?"

[Chris Misery]

spread out your wings and learn to fly

Geovane breathed lowly and slowly as he was pinned to the ground faster than he had expected. He heard a man speak and smiled under his mask, exploiting the opportunity. He shifted the weight from one of his legs and spun on his back, using his other leg in the same motion to pin his attacker on the ground, only to follow it with his fleeing the scene asap..

to a new world, to a new world...
With: random people
Feeling: confused
Thoughts: WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PEOPLE!?!
Out Of Commentary:

[Silver Nephil]

Wuffles sighed as he flopped down with Hjalmar on top of the woman, using her chest to pillow his chin and wagging his tail lightly, his eyes following the other two women while they worked.

* * *

Skandar was after the man in a heartbeat, racing through the branches at top speed, adrenaline singing in his blood. In his mind's eye--or was it before his own actual eyes?--he was chasing him across the rooftops of Constantinople, swinging easily from brickwork and beams and lanterns, dropping from a zipline to pin him to the ground.

Panting, he sat upon the man's back, the branch he'd used to drop upon him still wobbling up and down furiously. The panting turned to laughter as he turned the man over and looked down at his masked face, grinning.

"Hadi, sen gerçekten bana depar olabilir düşündün mü? Ben Skandar Tazim değilim!" Seeing the incomprehension in the man's eyes, he realized he'd spoken in Turkish. Switching to English, the Sparrow said, "I'm the Sparrow and it's very unwise to try and outrun a Master Assassin. Now, would you be, possibly, the man my brother said he would be looking for? Some Assassin from the Old World? Un italiano?" He slipped into the Italian tongue as easily as he had into Turkish.

"Kanatakon:ha." Lex jumped as Connor spoke from the tree above him. "Do not drop your guard. That man might try to slip away again."

"He'll only slip away if it's in a body bag. How's Joe?"

"Night Stalker is"--the Kanien'keha:ka man watched as the Englishman vaulted from the branch he crouched on with a yell of "Geronimo!" to faceplant in a deep snowdrift below--"coming."

((Hadi, sen gerçekten bana depar olabilir düşündün mü? Ben Skandar Tazim değilim! = C'mon, do you really think you can outrun me? I'm Skandar Tazim! Un italiano? = An Italian?

Kanatakon:ha = Sparrow))

[LadyElizabethLeitch]

She found herself under a mountain of fur, then realized that the fur was the bear and a dog. There was a cry of 'Get off, please!' and the animals sat up, their tails wagging. She stood and brushed herself off.

Something felt terribly wrong. Her vision went dark, and saw the blue shapes of Ratonhnhaké:ton, Lex and the others. There was a gold shape of a man with them, and a patrol of Redcoats. She looked at the girls. "Redcoats! Heading towards the others! I'll slow them down!" she said, and sprinted towards the group.

The squad was an Officer, four soldiers, four snipers, and of course a snitch. She lined up the shot to hit the snitch, and fired. The snitch collapsed, and the others lined up.

...May have bitten off more then I can chew.. I must defend Connor and the others...

[Silver Nephil]

The Sparrow whirled around at the report of the gun, as did Connor and Joe. Abandoning the Novice to find his feet along, Skandar moved toward where the sounds of frantic British voices, the scrape of bullets being rammed home, and the beating of drum and shrieking of fife could be heard.

The first man fell without a sound, the Master Assassin's hidden blade coring his Adam's apple neatly in two before the tip of the blade came protruding out the back of his neck. Retracting it, he whirled around, hooking another man's rifle to the side and slitting his corrotid. Surprise's advantage had left him then; Skandar turned yet again, only to find himself on the receiving end of a ring of bayonets.

The officer stared down at him from atop his horse. The Assassin stared back at him, watching calmly as the Wolf fell on him with his tomahawk from above.

"Don't worry, Ratonhnhaké:ton," he said amiably, "I saved you and the others some."

[LadyElizabethLeitch]

Liz jumped into action, ripping a musket from one sniper's hands, and impaling him with his own weapon, then shot a sniper about to shoot Lex. She smiled as the man looked at his savior.

"See? Pointy end." She threw the gun at a soldier about to sneak up on the Native; "Other man." She smirked as the man realized what she said. She killed another sniper, leaving the two boys to take down the soldiers. She was covered in blood, but it wasn't hers. Her hands were armed with a dagger, and slit the throat of a sniper and took a pause to breathe.

...Maybe teamwork isn't so bad...

She looked at the bodies, and knelt by a Scots' body. "Be at peace, brother." she muttered. She then looked at Connor and sighed to herself.

[WasabiNoTobi]

Alma sighed and climbed up the nearest tree, "Only been up for an hour and already we get to deal with this s**t." she muttered as she aimed her cross bow at a soldier, "... Oh, keep walking...Bueno." she fired. The arrow piercing through the first soldier's skull, connecting his head to that of the one behind him before they both slumped against a tree.

"Ylva, did you see where the other one went?" she looked from the She Wolf, who had shot the third soldier, and around the area they were fighting.

Moments later Night Stalker emerged from the bushes, covered in blood from hat to toe. "You don't want to go back in there." he flicked a piece of... what looked like flesh from behind his ear and on to Tarlof's face. The Bear shuddered and wiped it off, "What?"

The Englishman then walked passed the group, "Byedon'tfollowme."

[Silver Nephil]

"At least the girl did something right this time," the Swedish woman muttered, dropping down and gathering up the bullets from the fallen men.

She looked up as the Sparrow went by to the bush where Night Stalker had come from, a frown on his face. As she watched, the color drained from his skin.

"Skandar?" The Wolf moved to his side, looking as well. Silence fell over the two for a long while before the youth whispered, "Should've listened."

"You? Listen?" The big man took his hand and led him back to the group. The boy nodded, a shiver running up his spine as he gripped with white knuckles the hand that fitted about his own like an overlarge glove. Connor returned the squeeze. The She-Wolf went over to the boy, rubbing his back, as the bloody Englishman returned.

The Sparrow looked up at him as he stopped in front of him, the blood from his boots staining the snow and giving his assorted odds and ends of equipment a red sheen. Then arms slipped beneath his, lifting him up until he was resting in the man's gorey arms. Joe looked at him then, smiling an odd sort of half-smile, a deep sadness in his eyes.

"Don't be afeared, wee one." He tapped his nose lightly, leaving a red smudge behind. "Tis only a bad dream. And true, I talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain, begot of nothing but vain fantasy." He pressed his lips to the young man's brow, blowing on it lightly. "Which is thin a substance as the air and more inconstant than the wind."

The young man looked at him and nodded silently, feeling his own eyes watering. Running his tongue over his lips, he whispered in response, "I fear too early, for my mind misgives some consequence yet hanging in the stars shall bitterly begin his fearful date with this night's revels, and expire the term of a despised life closed in my breast by some vile forfeit of untimely death."

The Englishman snorted, "The stars are not in position for that tribute." He pointed upward. "The stars. Can't do it. Not today." A broad grin broke out on Lex's face as a little laugh left him, the Night Stalker cuddling him into his arms.

[LadyElizabethLeitch]

She looked at Lex being cheered up by the Englishman, then decided to help Ylva clean up the mess of bodies.

"That went well." she said after a pause. Now wondering why the man was covered in blood, she went and saw the Red coat's body... or what remained of it. Her head spun as she collapsed at the sight of the body.

[WasabiNoTobi]

Connor turned his head to Tarlof, "What--"

"I have no idea." he answered before the Wolf could finish his question.

The man sighed, shutting up and waiting for two to finish up.

Hjalmar waddled over to Elizabeth and wriggled himself under her, getting her on his back. He chuffed and grunted at the others, scolding them for not catching her. Wuffles looked at Joe and whined. He circled around Ylva and sat down, looking back at her then to Night Stalker. His whines getting louder as each moment passed and the Englishman was not "fixed".

"Someone please shut him up." said Tarlof.

"Keep it up and you're going to start sounding like the dog." Alma rolled her eyes, "But Night Stalker, how about you go clean up?"