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oliversexireed77 · 1 month
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Olly and a cub 🥰
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madman731 · 3 months
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More Theater and TV Viewings
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immaculatasknight · 11 months
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The organized crime world order
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greenlaut · 2 months
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bitter tea & oranges
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ryandoesfanart · 29 days
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Cat-Series Nr. 06!! The saga continues! The emotional-support-cat! I´m trying to get into actual comic-drawing and since i´m on the high of my Altmal-Obsession rn, it´s the perfect opportunity for practice! So what do we think of this format? :3 We are at 399 Followers!! Thats so cool, i still can´t believe how big this little altmal-community grew over the past years! Thank you so much to every single one of you! I love drawing for all of you XD
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teecupangel · 4 months
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Altaïr: Wait, When did I get a cult?
Malik: Better question- where’d you get the kittens?!
Desmond: More important question- Why are we in Renaissance Italy!!
Ezio: ???
When Desmond accepted his death, he expected to die.
Did he believe in the afterlife?
Not really.
The Farm had never been religious and all those lessons about how the Templars used religion only served to make Desmond ignore it altogether.
Not because he was appalled by the Templars’ ways or because he didn’t believe in a higher being or something deep like that.
No.
He avoided religion because it was boring.
To be more exact, after hearing the same lessons about the connection of the Templars to religion, it became boring.
Just another reminder of his life on the Farm.
So no.
Desmond never thought about the afterlife.
He always assumed he would die and that would be it.
Kaput.
End of story.
Whatever disappointing story he had, anyway.
It might have been disappointing for someone like William Miles but it was a nice one for Desmond. His life in New York felt like a dream. It wasn’t always a happy dream but it was…
Nice.
It felt real.
He felt real.
So when he woke up in one of the Assassin Tombs in Italy, Desmond knew he was alive.
He felt real.
He had to alive.
Then he heard two more people slowly get up and Desmond wondered if this was the afterlife.
Why else would Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad and Malik Al-Sayf be waking up in the same place as him.
When he learned that they were in Renaissance Italy, his first thoughts had been about Ezio. He wanted to find him. He wanted to see him. To make sure he was okay.
He had woken up too late though. The same day as the execution of his father and brothers… in Venice of all places.
He could, theoretically, go to Monteriggioni and meet with Ezio there but… Altaïr and Malik weren’t fit to travel. Something was ‘strange’ about their body, like they weren’t use to it. And it wasn’t just because they had their left ring finger. Malik admitted he could feel the pain of losing his arm over and over again. Altaïr’s body would give up after a few minutes and he seemed to be moving through sheer willpower (or stubbornness… both, it was always both with him) so their priority was to find a secure hideout that wasn’t a tomb.
It took an entire day for Desmond to get enough funds to buy them a small house in Venice and a change of clothes (pretending to be a foreigner who wishes to learn from the great artists worked enough to make the tailor less suspicious… a bit). Desmond didn’t bother to hire any servants and focused on helping Altaïr and Malik get used to their new bodies.
They both remembered up to their deaths and that left countless scars inside them. Altaïr theorized that they need to get use to their new bodies because they had been used to their weakening old bodies. Their new bodies seemed to have been created with the idea of them in their prime.
Before the failure in the temple underneath Jerusalem…
By the time Ezio entered Venice, he had already heard about them. The strange three men who kept to themselves, assisting the thieves of Venice for a price.
Most of the time the price they ask for was information.
Sometimes, they would ask for an IOU, their way of saying the thieves owe them a favor. They mostly used those favors to get the thieves to distract certain guards or to be bait.
Ezio heard from Mario that he should make their acquaintances and greet them before doing any missions in Venice.
It was their turf after all.
He did not expect their home to be a warm one.
… with lots of cats.
Too many cats.
“Altaïr! Who is this?!”
Ezio stepped inside the open doorway that led to the inner courtyard where he heard the shouting. A man wearing simple white robes held a black cat by the armpits in his arms, glaring at another man who was sitting underneath the great tree in the middle of the courtyard. Four cats were sleeping around him and he was petting another cat that was curled on his lap absentmindedly.
“That one followed me yesterday. Ask Desmond what to name that one.” The man named Altaïr-
Wait.
Altaïr?
“Stop bringing more cats! We spend more for their food than we do for ours!”
“Hello?”
Ezio turned around to the sound of the voice behind him. He didn’t even notice him approaching Ezio from behind.
The man standing in front of him holding a small stack of books smiled at him as he said, “It’s nice to finally see you, Ezio.”
“My name Desmond Ibn-La'Ahad. Welcome to our bureau.”
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tamiisnthere · 4 months
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I played a bit of AC1 and found out that you can enter a bureau and look around with first person view without Eagle Vision. Enjoy the Damascus Bureau <3
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butw0rldenough · 21 days
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Diana Rigg and Oliver Reed in The Assassination Bureau, 1969.
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20th-century-man · 1 year
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Diana Rigg / production still from Basil Dearden's The Assassination Bureau Limited (1969)
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ophierian-vp · 4 months
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OLIVER REED as IVAN DRAGOMILOFF in THE ASSASSINATION BUREAU (1969)
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oliversexireed77 · 2 months
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Ollie in his natural habitat 😂🍻
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project-zorthania · 6 months
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For those of you who don't know, I've been streaming my assassin's creed experiences live on twitch, and after reviewing some Valhalla playthroughs, I came across the discovery that Basim has a green thumb??
There's a note on the fridge at the cabin that tells the people staying there to water the plants daily.
Evidently, Layla fails to look after the plants between animus sessions, as this plants condition is dreadful by the time Basim returns to the modern timeline.
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But after the events of "The Last Goodbye" and his meeting with William, you can clearly see that he's nursed the plant back to life. (before and after pics above)
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immaculatasknight · 1 year
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Greater Gladio
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greenlaut · 2 months
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[WIP] altair wake up your rival is bringing you tea and dates
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ryandoesfanart · 3 months
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THEY ARE LOVE SCRATCHES!! They only hurt half as bad UvU i can confirm Altair, don´t worry!!
Number 03 of the Cat-series! we are still going my friends!
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