Notes - =S my laptop crashed and deleted most of my story so there has been quite a delay as I had to re-type all of it, but it's not too bad XD Also I've been busy so apologies =P
"ALTAIR GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Leah yelled out, supporting Malik by grasping his tunic as he hobbled through the door of the Al Mualim's fort.
"Get your ass up here!" a voice shouted back instantly. The hooded figure of Altair leaned over the banister of the study watching the pair that stared back for a moment with equally murderous glares.
"What's going on Altair?" An elderly man queried stepping forwards to the Assassin, who had his gaze transfixed on the girl. Whose glare sent slivers of ice through his stomach.
"Nothing, some bitch dragged the rat back." Altair muttered, stepping forwards briskly to intercept the pair before they reached his master. Not a second was wasted as the Assassin came into striking range. That is the striking range of Leah's slaps. Whack! Went her hand across his face sending his head into a 90 degree turn left.
Malik stared, his face cracking into a small grin as he watched Altair twist his head back slowly with a throaty growl one hand raised as if to slap Leah's defiant face into the floor.
"HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" he yelled,
"For ditching us you big wuss!" she screamed back flexing her sore hand, her eyes flicking to his raised fist.
"I did not ditch you – there was no way I could have come back!" he argued, dropping his hand and rubbed the cheek where Leah had hit.
"Altair! Enough of this idiocy-"
"Yea Altair." Leah whispered, unable to miss a chance to snipe at the Assassin glowering at her.
"Malik has returned, and with the Piece of Eden I presume." Al Mualim said as Malik brought the treasure across to him. "I thank you, and it seems you had a price to pay my condolences. You should get that seen to soon...but where is your brother Kadar?"
"Dead - and because of who?!" Malik asked turning round to Altair with a hostile look, that unsettled Leah as the Assassin beside her bristled slightly.
"There was no way I could have gotten back, you saw the blockage!" he replied tersely, "I was thrown through it by De Sable and brought it down by NO fault of mine!" he continued loudly.
"No. Your wrong Altair! Completely wrong! It was because of YOU that killed Kadar, rendered me a cripple, and nearly got Leah slaughtered!"
"What?! - Those were not my doings! Blame your own incompetence as an Assassin to lose your own limb do not bring it crashing on my shoulders!" Altair shouted back equally riled up,
"You still don't understand! Can you not see that it was your own arrogance! Your own selfish thinking and lack of judgement led to this!" Malik yelled his eyes filled with sorrow not anger as he strained to make Altair understand.
The Assassin was silent for a moment before he spoke his tone even, "Your brother's death was not my fault. Whatever you say, will not change a thing."
"You're wrong again!-"
"Do you seek to prove me wrong at every turning point in my life involving you!?" Altair snapped back,
"I seek your faults because I had hoped you where borderline as a friend even, I do not want mis fortune falling on you-"
"Then why do you push out these events on me?! They were not my doing and I cannot do a thing about it!" Altair roared back frustrated.
"You can! You fail to see the bigger picture once again – the effects, the causes - can you not learn from mistakes!? Your mind is not so thick and stubborn – I know that." Malik said his voice dropping sadly.
"You know nothing." Altair hissed.
"I know from your actions. Kadar has gone his spirit be at peace, my arm...can only be hoped to avoid infection. But for Leah, she is hope for your redemption brother-"
"Redemption? I have not sinned Malik I have not committed a crime – what are you shaking your head at!?" Altair asked as the other Assassin raised his head.
"Altair, change your arrogant ways for they'll be the death of you. You have broke the three codes of the brotherhood your expulsion is imminent; you know this better than I." Malik said looking deep into Altair's eyes that wavered with doubt for a second.
"Malik is correct Altair. Powerful men like your selves can settle issues in a manner dismissing blades or fists I do not wish to hear of brawling outside of my sight. Tend to yourselves as I reflect on this." Al Mualim commanded with a wave of his hand sending them away, the Assassin's left the study area silent with Leah following behind uneasy at the tension.
{Well...this is crap. I'd say Altair's ready to kill his own mother from the look on his face, uh oh he scowled at me! Troooouble.} Leah gave the glaring Assassin a quick smile,
"Don't know what your smiling at." He muttered,
"I'm smiling so you don't break my neck in the next second." She replied,
"I have half a mind to – you slapped me! I should be throwing your body to the crows right now!" Altair shouted stopping to face her, Malik glanced back but decided his wound was more important.
"Don't be such an idiot, your body would have been thrown out after mine! Since Al mualim would have your body!" Leah retorted, Altair growled menacingly but could find no decent comeback. "Well I'm going to see how Malik is, at least he stayed with me in the temple!" she shot at Altair walking past him a few steps before stopping.
"You don't know the way to the medical bay do you?" Altair asked, coming up to her and she nodded sadly, "Let's go so I can sprinkle flowers and love all over my bestest friend then, besides you could do with quite a fix up."
"What?! What's on my face!?" Leah demanded catching up to the Assassin,
"Lets see..." Altair peered at her face with a cheeky grin before saying, "My mistake it was just your face."
"I think I see a spider on you." Leah said slyly,
"Where?"
"There." *SLAP* And for the second time of his life on the same day Altair was slapped again.
"Got it." Leah said with a smile and walked in the direction they were headed,
"Argh is this becoming a habit of yours?!" he demanded loudly rubbing his sore cheek before following.
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"ARRRRGGHHH!!!!"
"Malik stop giving birth!" Leah yelled up above the frenzied screaming of the Assassin, she had her hands over her ears as did Altair. They stood in a grubby room as some creepy old man sprinkled a vile poultice over the Assassin's wound,
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Altair yelled beside her
"I SAID STOP GIVING BIRTH!"
"DO I LOOK LIKE I'M GIVING BIRTH?!"
"NOT YOU MALIK!!"
"I THINK HE STOPPED SQUEALING!"
"ME TOO!"
"WE SHOULD STOP SHOUTING WE LOOK LIKE IDIOTS!"
"I AGREE!!" Leah let her hands fall down as did Altair each giving a grin,
"If you two are quite done, I'm not giving birth! This just hurts – alot!" Malik growled as the Medic tightened the bandages on his shoulders,
"It also smells horrible."Leah commented sniffing lightly at the air, it was full of a heavy herbel scents.
"It's not the medicene it's just him, do you know what you two look like right now?" Altair said,
"Like tramps just come off skip?" Leah suggested casually,
"A what? Um No, but yes you look like tramps." Altair replied, "You especially."
"I'm not a tramp your a tramp!" she protested,
"You look like one now..."
"Altair forgive me for intruding but perhaps you could argue somewhere else and tend to the young civilian? You are distracting me rather – Malik this will be painful." The elderly man requested beneath his hood, he held a cloth which had a pale grey liquid blotted on.
"RUN!" Altair yelled looking at the liquid and pushed Leah up the flight of stairs quickly,
"AAARRGHHH!!!" The tortured screams of Malik lessened as the pair emerged from the underground medical room.
"He's is one stuck pig that stuff stings like hell..." Altair mumbled, "What?" he asked looking at Leah,
"If I'm right your mood shifted from murderous, hell bent on destroying me and Malik to..."
"To what?" Altair asked giving her a glare,
"Evil lookingly happy." Leah said casually,
"I'm not happy." Altair said indignantly
"Oh really? What's this then? Oh a smile!?" Leah teased pinching Altair's cheek as he grew a grin,
"NO- It's just my grin when I'm about to throw someone into the fountain." Leah's face instantly dropped and she gave a nervous chuckle,
"You see I don't do fountains-"
"No one's asking you to."
"I get rashes and stuff-"
"That's absolutely fine!" Altair said with a wide grin and cracked his knuckles,
"Seriously though your fountain could have diseases and mosquitos that lay eggs that eat your arm and stuff-"
"They don't I cleaned them myself-"
"Oh sure you did!"
"Okay fair enough I ordered someone to anyway-"
"I'm not going in."
"Oh you are." Altair said taking a few steps towards Leah who was backing off, "You could do with a bath."
"I can bath me self!"
"I'll just help by dunking your head in then."
"Ahahahah – No." She said and began to sprint wildly yelling "MALIK!!"
"Malik's in the medical room stupid!!" Altair yelled sprinting also. Leah had ran past many people in white robes she assumed to be Assassins or scholars, ignorning their persistant staring she chanced a look back at Altair whom had a malicious grin spread on his face.
His expression may as well be of a starved lion targeting a poor helpless bunny-
{I'm not a bunny! I'm a tiger RAWR! See!} Leah decided skidded to a halt determined to face him, later moments later Altair barrelled unintentioanally straight into her sending them both rolling and crumpling on the floor. Much to the amusements of onlookers,
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"Why'd you stop idiot?!" Altair groaned from the floor, shifting to his feet slowly as he moved gingerly, "Well? Or did you hit your head and lose all thoughts?"
"You wanted her?" A robust man asked, he held Leah by the throat the tips of her feet scraping the floor, his dark eyes observing the Assassin's movements
"Ah."
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How gracefull...
