Angel Grove Net

Has anybody seen my blade? It was definitely not in the armory, and it looked like the last person to come through has really trashed the place? Arno, I saw you grabbed the rest of your darts and someone took a few of our rope darts and other traps to use, but left the area a disaster, with a lot of missing gear...

Who's supposed to be on maintenance? Is that still Emmett? ...You didn't steal my blade again, did you, kid? Just...let me know, yeah?

I've taken a little while with this one because...stuff's weird here too. I mean...I have an arm. ....I mean two arms... Both of my arms are organic and natural arms. And my wardrobe seems to have been replaced with...really weird clothes.

I'm not...I'm REALLY confused right now.

Right, any last second presents I should be getting for you lot?

ATTENTION EVERYONE!!!

This is not a drill. Shaun Hastings is 35!

Free Drinks for all Assassins and select others.

NONE for Templars. Well, for a COUPLE templars.


ALL night. Let's go!

He has no idea I remembered. Be sure to tell him Happy Birthday.

How do people in this timeline handle having terrible coffee and no apocalypse.

I...do not remember who I am.

Will someone tell me information about myself so that I CAN remember?

...Can we have a meeting tomorrow?

There's something I have to say to someone in front of all of you.

I think I've worn a groove into my floor.

Got to get back out there. No matter what my doctors are saying.

Karaoke this weekend in lieu of Fryeday fight night. I'm not doing Fryeday Fight night on Friday the thirteenth. That's ASKING for shit to go down, isn't it? Not in MY bar, thanks. Well, Sherr's bar, but SEMANTICS. That said it IS gonna be fun, I promise.

Other stuff is...

I don't even want to go into the group dynamic right now, cause it's FUCKED. And reminds me uncomfortably of stuff I've done in the past, too.

Sherr:

You're good at tricks and obstacles and everything else, and I can't cope with the Frye apprenticeship drama any longer. Not to mention there's an Auditore issue brewing if you ask me, well, Ezio in my head, so...Wanna help me create a couple escape rooms just for them? We'd have to get the timing right so neither side is warned, but...

My apprentice is better than YOUR apprentice!

In all seriousness, I'm proud as hell of Enjolras and the progress he's made over the last six months. He's shaping up to be not only a fierce and competent fighter, but, most importantly, as a good man. He's always been fantastic, but I really do scarcely believe how far he's come. The differences are remarkable and impressive and I'm so GLAD our leader asked me to be the lad's big brother now.

...Maybe I'm not the shite teacher I thought I was.

I like bullets yes I do, cause bullets kill people and I like killing people. Something something, something rhymes with people.

EVERYONE SING!

jhe jupmed

How do Americans make tea?

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Apparently, the school feels free to call me for Emmett now when Jacob’s not around and Evie’s on mission. Which is...pretty wierd and stress inducing, I’m not gonna lie. He’s okay, but the fact the school clinic has approved me as another go to person is...pretty wierd, I’m not gonna lie. Incidentally, he’s FINE, they just feel the need to call for everything because parents will go lawsuit happy if they don’t, and he did sorta lose consciousness for a bit there, so...

This is a thing. I thought I missed that part of the parent process by never knowing my kid existed until I was here, but hey, honorary status works.

When your Valentine's hook up is 19.

What'd the rest of you lot do yesterday, hmm?

Bleeding sucks.

Regular brain bleeding's bad enough but animus bleeds?

Holy Fuck.

You'd think my insanity manifesting in dead people arriving here would've negated SOME of that, wouldn't you?

Seriously universe, give a guy a break. Or several decently strong drinks.

Friday's a year since I died. I don't think there was really time to PROCESS that shit...

When the voices in your head get bodies.

...This. This is what going insane feels like.

Arguing with Shaun, over something kind of dumb, ended with him whipping off his glasses. "I can't look at you right now", he proclaimed, while squinting.

...I love my weird best friend, you guys.

It's also kinda sorta my fault someone, okay, fine, I won't be coy, it's Emmett..it's kinda sorta my fault he wound up in a coma. Only kinda, but...

How do you apologize for something like that? How do I keep his dad from murdering me in my sleep when he's a better assassin than I am?

It never feels like the holidays when they come round

That moment when you kind of grounded someone else's kid...

If I start turning into my father, someone please, do the right thing.