Irisity said
Excuse my fucking dumbassness, I have had a long day that has hurt my brain and understanding of English greatly. I'm up for anyone wanting a dibs on a battle with Caroline too ^.^
Dibs. Called it.
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Dibs. Called it.
Irisity said
.....what are you talking about?
Deciding which Assassins encounter and battle which Templars.
Giuseppe waited for Thomas to give the signal for them to begin. After the nod was given, Giuseppe began to circumnavigate the area, having been ordered to approach from the south instead of the north. The Italian was lucky, since the fort's walls were tall and, therefore, it was easy to stay in the blind spot of the soldiers that may be patrolling above him, staying out of the line of light as well. It would be hard to detect him from anywhere around him. It also helped that his outfit was earth-colored, being colored in browns, beige, green, and grey. This, he picked for reasons of camouflage. The common whites, reds, and blues of the Assassins would stand out way too much.
Still, Giuseppe was on edge. Not anxious, but alert. That's why he had his Spencer repeater in hand, ready to fire at any point in any direction. After a minute or so of circumnavigation, Giuseppe was nearing a midway point, the eastern side of the fort. He was making good time, on his feet, acting on his toes, fleet. He hadn't alerted anyone yet, and that was reassuring. Didn't make him any less wary of his surroundings, sticking to the shadows and trying to be inconspicuous.
Still, Giuseppe was on edge. Not anxious, but alert. That's why he had his Spencer repeater in hand, ready to fire at any point in any direction. After a minute or so of circumnavigation, Giuseppe was nearing a midway point, the eastern side of the fort. He was making good time, on his feet, acting on his toes, fleet. He hadn't alerted anyone yet, and that was reassuring. Didn't make him any less wary of his surroundings, sticking to the shadows and trying to be inconspicuous.
Irisity said
American airlines has horrible food don't ever go with them
Tell me about it.
thorgili said
Korean air actually has really good food...
I've never been on Korean Air. I need to, though..
OOC Banter time!
How about that airline food?
How about that airline food?
While people started to gather at the meeting table inside, Giuseppe was strolling the property with a lady of the evening, whom was a relatively new Recruit, just became one from an Initiate. As expected, Giuseppe was using his famous charm to draw in the buxom Assassin, his sweet words rolling off his tongue with his smooth, even Italian accent. Not too much, but just enough. The Italian had the lady Assassin on his arm, with his hand behind her and his fingertips barely grazing over her back. Before he had a chance to do much else, he checked his pocketwatch and saw it was nearly time to meet and plan the raid that he was a part of. Rangers were needed, since range would play a role in the storming of the fort.
"My sincerest apologies, dearest, but I must take part of the meeting," he said, pulling away from the woman, taking her hand in his. "I am, unfortunately, one of the many assigned to this raid, and will leave." Giuseppe lifted the woman's hand to his lips as he placed a kiss on the back of the palm. He then released her hand. "Until next we meet."
After leaving his lady of the evening, Giuseppe made his way to the plantation house, and to the meeting room, after equipping himself with his repeater, revolvers, and sabre, finding it to his relief that he was not tardy to the event. In fact, the group was just forming. The Italian would join the forming group at the table, looking over to their leader, Thomas Dickinson. He had removed his hood, a sign that this was going to be a long night. His hazel eyes shifted from Dickinson to a young boy, Luca Celeste. Somehow, it bothered him to see such a young boy fighting as an Assassin. He paid no mind to it. The boy at least could stand like someone in their line of work. And, granted, he was almost a man.
His eyes soon left the lad, and shifted over to a fellow Ranger, Daniel Reynolds, two years older than Luca. The man used a musket, like most Rangers did. Giuseppe was one of a handful that used a repeating rifle, and part of a smaller still group that used a Spencer, as opposed to the less-efficient Henry. In his opinion, a repeater was handier than a musket because, while the musket is powerful, it's clunky and slow, whereas a repeater can fire rapidly, and in the right hands can eliminate entire groups of people in the time it would take for a musketeer to kill one. Giuseppe still respected Reynolds and his firearm, finding him a solid shot with the musket.
"My sincerest apologies, dearest, but I must take part of the meeting," he said, pulling away from the woman, taking her hand in his. "I am, unfortunately, one of the many assigned to this raid, and will leave." Giuseppe lifted the woman's hand to his lips as he placed a kiss on the back of the palm. He then released her hand. "Until next we meet."
After leaving his lady of the evening, Giuseppe made his way to the plantation house, and to the meeting room, after equipping himself with his repeater, revolvers, and sabre, finding it to his relief that he was not tardy to the event. In fact, the group was just forming. The Italian would join the forming group at the table, looking over to their leader, Thomas Dickinson. He had removed his hood, a sign that this was going to be a long night. His hazel eyes shifted from Dickinson to a young boy, Luca Celeste. Somehow, it bothered him to see such a young boy fighting as an Assassin. He paid no mind to it. The boy at least could stand like someone in their line of work. And, granted, he was almost a man.
His eyes soon left the lad, and shifted over to a fellow Ranger, Daniel Reynolds, two years older than Luca. The man used a musket, like most Rangers did. Giuseppe was one of a handful that used a repeating rifle, and part of a smaller still group that used a Spencer, as opposed to the less-efficient Henry. In his opinion, a repeater was handier than a musket because, while the musket is powerful, it's clunky and slow, whereas a repeater can fire rapidly, and in the right hands can eliminate entire groups of people in the time it would take for a musketeer to kill one. Giuseppe still respected Reynolds and his firearm, finding him a solid shot with the musket.
Irisity said
Gone With the Wind is marathoning on AMC lol
Oh dear god xD
Here's my submission.
*ahem* *ahem*
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