| Opening Log

[shadowqueen]

Everyone's waking up at once, covered in bits of rubble, temporarily without abilities and with a lurking headache. The castle looms around them, irrepressibly gray, huge and silent. The only noises are the people, rustling as they extract themselves from their sarcophagi and look for exits along the arching walkways.

Better take a look around, and see if anyone else knows what's going on.

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[kaderp]

[Kadar wilts, looking chastised, but shakes his head a little.] I believe they do, brother. I was talking to a woman named Sofia, and-- she recognized that I was an Assassin because of our goals. I would trust her.

[he hesitates slightly, and then--] I think it would be better to have allies here.

[dai]

Allies require trust to grain, I'm not saying we should not have them as it's wise to in a place like this. [He arches an eyebrow and continues to move down the stairway before reaching the bottom.]

I haven't met this Sofia--what did she say exactly?

[kaderp]

I had said that I had been fighting, prior to my arrival here... She asked me who my enemies were, and I explained the motives of the Templars. She guessed who they were, and told me that her husband is the Mentor of the Italian Assassins. She recognized the names of Altaïr and Masyaf.

[dai]

[He pauses and narrows his eyes slightly--more so than usual as if the information disturbs him.] Italian Assassins?

And Altaïr--the only way they would know of him is if his ego got put into the books.

[kaderp]

[Kadar can't help but laugh at that. He still admires Altaïr, so the constant hatred that he and Malik have for each other is a little humorous to him.]

I don't know. Maybe the way our mission went will be recorded forever. [he smiles a little lopsidedly; it was such a disaster he can't help but joke about it.]

[dai]

[Kadar would be surprised to know that the hatred was not such bad as it had been. Time had passed and with the others second visit to Jerusalem but that was a conversation for later. Malik was still unsure, would be for awhile but for now he was content to have his brother in his company. Nudging him with the other with his singular elbow at the laugh he let out a huff of breath and continued to look forward.] That mission.

Was a failure and a success, brother.

[kaderp]

[the idea of Malik having anything but a seething disdain for Altaïr would be nearly enough to have Kadar doubting his own sanity-- or perhaps his own subconscious. He sobers a little, looking at Malik with the carefully collected expression of a proper Assassin.]

How is that, brother? [he suspects. the failure is obvious: it's obvious in Malik's arm, obvious in Kadar's entire being, obvious in the rafiq robes that Malik dons and the quiet fact that Kadar will never stop wearing novice gray, now.]

[dai]

[Walking along his steps slow as he turned to look at the other, his brows furrowing somewhat. It was a story he didn't like to relive and was not even certain he wanted to tell the other about it. Maybe he was not meant to know as fate would determine but for now, it was all uncertainty.] Maybe it's a story for another time.

[He spoke quietly before looking away and picking up the pace once more.]

[kaderp]

[Kadar considers. He wants to ask more; wants to hear it from Malik, but-- at the same time, perhaps it is better that they not discuss it yet. They have other things to worry about. And-- if this is some sort of second chance, then perhaps Kadar shouldn't waste it worrying about things he has no control or influence over.]

I will wait, then.

[dai]

[He gives the other a small look over his shoulder before looking ahead and reaching the bottom of the steps. Exhaling quietly he wants to explain it to him but it's not the place nor the time.]

You have my thanks for your patience.

[kaderp]

[Kadar laughs a little; light and airy.]

You have no reason to thank me for that, brother. It was you that taught me, after all.

[dai]

Then you've kept the things you've learned, and that pleases me. [He claps the other on the shoulder and then pulls away.]

Come, let's see what we can find.

[kaderp]

I would not forget what you've taught me so easily! [besides, it. was really just yesterday for him. but he takes a few steps forwards, regardless.]

wrap.

[dai]

[Offering a smile at the other he moved along the pathway before letting it fade, a sigh upon his breath. This place had brought nothing but curses so far.

Perhaps he could simply view Kadar as a temporary blessing.]