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This is Altaïr, I cannot answer at the moment but leave a message and I will respond back.

Have any constructive criticism? Anything you believe I should be doing better? Just let me know here.


Also any plot suggestions or ideas you want to play out? Hit me up!


Anon is on, and all comments shall be screened.

Altair has the ability to perceive another's true alliances by shifting the way he sees. When using his Eagle Vision he sees in different colors.

Allies are blue
Enemies are red
Targets are gold
Informants/Hiding Spots/Points of Interest are white
those who are none of the above, they simply appear as gray.

Please just comment and let me know if you are agreeable to him using this ability on your character, and if so what color they would show up.

Please just put in the subject line which game you're from :)

Effects: Well... I'm sure you can come up with something ;)
Notes: None!

Two figures stumbled their way towards the stairs of the Croft Mansion, cloaked in shadow as hands roamed; disheveling clothing as they moved closer. Coordination eluded them as they clung together, trying to move up to the bedroom, but not able to managed the climb.

Altaïr and Lara’s faces were illuminated for a moment as they fell onto the stairs, unwilling to let go of one another long enough to regain their balance. He turned to cushion her from any injury the brief fall may have caused, giving himself a moment to feel her curves pressed against him, the heat radiating between them. After a few moments he moved his hands to span her waist, anchoring her against him, and with a twist he flipped her over and continued to remove the shirt she was still wearing. He pulled it down her arms, tugged it free and flung it aside as he sat up a bit, trailing an appreciative eye over her form.

Almost immediately however their hands are back in each other's hair, gripping tight before letting go and tracing over any exposed skin. Lara’s hands moved onto the fastenings of Atlaïr’s robes and yanking them over, drawing her hands back up his chest, mapping the dips and planes before she curled her arms around his neck. Her leg moved up as well, wrapping tightly around his waist before she flipped them again, sitting up with a grin even as she straddled him.

"You aren't proving your skills yet you know. Perhaps you were over-exaggerating when we spoke?" She grinned down at him as she slowly trailed her hand up her side, reaching back to unsnap her bra.

A smirk crossed his lips before he spoke, "We have yet to start."


[And Altaïr woke, breathing hard and looking around, clearly still half in the dream. However, he does fully awaken when he catches sight of the Dreamberry, and the red glow of it transmitting, and his groan is quite clear as he collapses back into the pillows.]

Yaatak darba fi 'albek. [The curse is muddled, but if someone knows Arabic they'll be able to piece it together.]

[The video clicks on to show the streets and people of the Fifth District moving by rapidly; dodging and weaving through the crowds. What might also be occasionally be caught is the edge of a specter following him. The robes of the other figure are similar to the robes Altaïr is wearing, only shorter and darker, but the most notable difference -for those able to catch a glimpse- is also the most subtle. Unlike Altaïr, the specter is still in possession of his ring finger, a fact that is bound to be overlooked by the fact that it is constantly staring at the Assassin.

A muttered curse in Arabic is all that is heard before the direction is changed. A brief glimpse of a gate is shown before the Dreamberry goes dark, not because it went out, but because the sun stopped shining in the area. Altaïr ground to a halt almost immediately and spun in a circle, taking in his surroundings.]

What have I stumbled onto now? [Can you hear the exasperation Somarium? Because he's getting a bit annoyed with the constant attacks and happenings. Poor Assassin.]

Warnings: None
Effects: Maybe motion sickness? I don’t know.

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[He woke slowly, but sprang up when he didn't immediately recognize his surroundings. It only took him looking around to identify his home in Somarium and he relaxed back, enjoying the leftover excitement of the jump.]

[Player name] Cat
[Age] 22
[Personal Journal] slytrn_heir
[Other characters currently played] None

[Character name] Altair Ibn-La’Ahad
[Age] 26
[Canon] Assassin’s Creed
[Point in time taken from canon] Post Assassin’s Creed

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August 2011:

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[Character Name] Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad
[Canon] Assassin's Creed
[Point Taken from Canon] Post Assassin's Creed

[Age] 26
[Gender] Male
[Sexual Orientation] Bisexual

[Eye Color] Golden Hazel
[Hair Color] Brown
[Height] 6'2" (at least his live model is, and that's all that counts.)
[Other] Missing his left ring finger, scar on the right side of his mouth
[Clothing] Wearing a white robe, almost identical to the robes of a scholar or a monk during his time, with his weapons attached accordingly.

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PLAYER

✧ NAME: Cat
✧ LJ USERNAME: slytrn_heir
✧ CONTACT (EMAIL, AIM, MSN, PLURK, ETC.): Email: cateyes1401@yahoo.com, plurk: queensassycat
✧ CURRENT MUSE LIST: N/A

CHARACTER

✧ NAME: Altair Ibn-La’Ahad
✧ SERIES: Assassin’s Creed
✧ HISTORY: http://assassinscreed.wikia.com/wiki/Alta%C3%AFr_Ibn-La%27Ahad
✧ TIMELINE: Taken post first game
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|| Player Information ||

Name: Cat
Journal slytrn_heir
IM: AIM: mllevader PLURK:queensassycat
Email: cateyes1401@yahoo.com
Other characters played (At Underworld Wars): N/A


|| Character Information ||

Character Name: Altaïr Ibn-La’Ahad (although he was using the alias Altaïr Miles for the last few years)

Canon Reference: Becomes AU after his marriage to Maria and the birth of their sons, completely ignores Secret Crusade.

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