eleventh. written.

[eaglet]

Today I have been in this place for a year. There is still much I do not understand about its ways as well as the ways of the people who live here, including all of you. There are times where I think I am adjusting, where I think I am understanding, but then something happens and it is clear that I am not.

I am not sure if I will ever understand.

[friends + Assassins]
There is a man here now by the name of Haytham Kenway. Treat him as genially as you like, but I warn you not to trust him. - Connor

[Assassins + Maria Thorpe - Edward Kenway]
He is a Templar. I do not ask for favours lightly, but I will ask you this: Do not kill him for this fact only; there is no point in this world. - Connor

Comments

[eaglet]

[Connor is also conveniently leaving out the fact that he nearly shot Maria in the back because of her cloak, before he saw she was a woman.]

Thank you, James. I hope the others will hold true to this as well.

[unmanned]

Is he aware of our number here?

[Even with so few, one Templar is outnumbered as hell.]

[eaglet]

I do not know. He has seen Edward and myself, but I do not know how open the others are.

[Of course it wouldn't take much effort to crack open the journal and just scan for 'Assassin'... thanks to Ezio...]

[unmanned]

The younger Auditore might be open enough for us all.

[Blabbermouth.]

[eaglet]

Our secrecy is somewhat moot now, is it not?

[unmanned]

Unfortunately. [It's actually very annoying when you go to significant lengths to keep it, but James sounds calm enough.]

[eaglet]

[Watching this argument unfolding below...]

I will keep our secrets nonetheless.

[unmanned]

Good. Regardless of who ends up finding out the nature of our work, it isn't a thing we should volunteer to talk about so easily.

[eaglet]

I try not to.

[Molotov, Stephanie, and Cassandra already knew so he sees no real harm in it, but otherwise...]

[assassino]

Fuck off, James, now is not the time.

I'll have you know that before I even arrived our secret had been spilled. There were no familiar faces then, and I was greeted in my first hour by someone who knew about us. It is the Castle's doing, not mine.

[unmanned]

[James loves how easily Ezio takes the bait :') He wants to ask how much a certain Borgia girl knows, or how he's kept it a secret from her, but let's not air ALL the dirty laundry at once.]

Quick to shove off the responsibility, are we?

[assassino]

You are such a fucking piss-off, and that in two years I have not spilled a single word that has brought us trouble. Why would I take responsibility for trouble I have not caused?

[unmanned]

Feel better after swearin', Auditore?

[There shouldn't be so much fun in riling him up, but there is.]

[assassino]

[Someday, he is going to beat the piss out of James.]

What is wrong with you? You've been picking at me since you arrived, and for no reason at all.

[unmanned]

No harm done, unless I'm mistaken about your sensitivity.

It's all in good fun, mate.

[Not really lol but he was right about one thing: now's not the time.]

[assassino]

There may be no harm done, but it certainly shows your lack of respect.

[unmanned]

I'm plenty respectful. [Respectful as Ezio's respective lack of respect deserves!!

Oh, oops--]

--Mentor.

[assassino]

[SCOFF.

FUQ U JAMES]

[unmanned]

[U WISH ;)]