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[alltenfingers]

[Once the assassins have found the hideout, they're given the chance to explore it, to mingle with their fellow recruits, and to get used to the tasks they'll eventually have to undertake. On the wall there is a plaque with rules written. The Creed.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

Stay your blade from flesh of an innocent
Hide in plain

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[milesawayfrom]

I admit it. For some reason, I didn't expect to see you here.

[ It's all said with a smile on his face, of course. Desmond walks up to the pillow she's sitting on, squatting down beside her. He's careful not to step on any of the things sprawled out on the floor. He learned his lesson, you see. He stepped on a power cord for Baby once and Rebecca never let him forget it. His eyes go straight to the hidden blade she's working on and he smiles. ]

Guess this means you'll be making our blades. Do we get to order them in multiple colors?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Didn't expect to see myself 'round somethin' like this either but the opportunity sort of just dropped right in on me.

[ She smiles at him. Now if he were to stumble on something she wouldn't go ballistic but he'd see her less sunny side. Not to mention it'd hurt him. Lots of sharp pointy stuff. ] Heya Desmond.

It sure does. Blades, hook blades for all of ya later. Guns. Maybe some grenades ... bombs. [ Bombs Kaylee. Ezio wants bombs. They work with bombs. ] Are ya tellin' me ya'd like me to make the leather on yours nice an' pink?

[milesawayfrom]

Yeah? He does that.

[ Desmond sends a glance over at the Master Assassin at his table before looking back at Kaylee. ] Hey, Kaylee.

Hook blades too? I guess they'll be helpful. It's not like this place is Constantinople. [ He's really wondering if they'll need all these tools. ] ...wait, bombs too? Christ.

Actually, I was thinking black.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Yep. Hook blades too. [ She shrugs before setting down the hidden blade in the making on her lap to switch tools. ] I got the designs for all of it. 's long as I'm gettin' paid I'll make whatever Ezio says he wants for himself an' all of you recruits. 's good to be real prepared anyway. Ya never know. One minute you're thinkin' nah I don't need that an' the next you're wishin' ya had it.

[ She stares thoughtfully down at her work. ] ... I think you're really on to somethin' there, Desmond.

[milesawayfrom]

[ He turns his attention back to her. ]

Guess so. All I've ever had is the hidden blade. [ Desmond isn't counting all the memories of weapons he lived through. He doesn't count the others. ]

Meaning what?

[lilgreasemonkey]

Ya had one 'fore?

Meanin' I just might go an' make all the bracers black. Don't look like anyone'd really complain 'bout that [ She glances around. Black would go with what everyone there has on. It's a little bit more work but they'll look amazing. ]

[milesawayfrom]

Yeah. They took it from me when they brought me here. [ Part of him is fine with that. That blade has Lucy's blood on it. ]

They'd probably want something that's not easily seen. Then again, I don't know how incognito we're meant to be here in Aliunde. Most Brotherhoods are pretty secretive, given the Creed. [ He pauses. ] So... are you joining the Order?

[lilgreasemonkey]

's a good thing I'm makin' a bunch of 'em then. I hope this version'll be good enough for ya 'til ya find a way to get yours back. [ She smiles at him. She's 100% sincerely hoping he'll be fine with one of her rigs instead. ]

I don't got a single clue really. I'm just workin' order by order here 'til all of ya are set enough for me to go branchin' out, runnin' some ideas by Ezio. [ Her hands stop as she ponders his question. ] Well I ain't goin' through the trainin' ... but I'm makin' all your things. I don't think I'm in the Order.

[milesawayfrom]

If it's based off Ezio's designs? Probably. It'll definitely be more antique.

What kind of ideas? [ Desmond tilts his head back as he listens to her order. ] Friend of the Order. That's just as good.

[lilgreasemonkey]

Yep ... no! He said this came from Altair Ibn- [ that one last name that sounded like a mouthful when Ezio said it. Yep. That one. ] But then Leonardo da Vinci made it so we don't gotta go collectin' fingers ... an' then I cleaned it up some. [ Smoother mechanisms, swap out some bits for others. It's sleek. As seen by her fussing with the one she has. ] Don't you fret. Ya ain't goin' out in the city with somethin' all clunky.

Well guns work different in the 'Verse compared to what Ezio's got all drawn up. An' I can do all manner of scramblers if ya gotta get past some electronic sensors. Other bits too. Depends on where all ya end up goin' to. For now I was gonna work on the gun first. Ezio wants one. [ She smiles. ] Friend of the Order. I like it! Friend ... amico.

[milesawayfrom]

Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. [ There's a faint smile on his face. ] He's the founder of the Order as we know it today. [ He figures there's no need to go into great detail, even if it seems Ezio has told her quite a bit. ] Not all antiques are clunky or annoying. Maybe those weird porcelain dolls, but, not hidden blades.

Oh, that one. [ That hidden gun too, huh? ] I think you'd say it like... amico dell'Order. It's not like I'm fluent in Italian.

[lilgreasemonkey]

That's the name! So he's the one that wrote out that Creed. [ She nods to the plaque with it. ] Of course they all ain't. Some folks figure a ship like Serenity's all clunky on account of her bein' an older model they don't make still. But she ain't. But I wanted to make sure these'd be as sleek as I could make 'em so ya don't go thinkin' ya got dead weights on your wrists when ya get your guns.

... those dolls really are somethin' else. [ Creepy. Mostly just creepy. ]

Well I sure ain't! It sounds real nice though.

[milesawayfrom]

The Creed existed before him. The Brotherhood became corrupt, and he was the one that reminded them what the Creed was. What it meant. [ After Altair himself forgot. Still, that's personal and he doesn't think Kaylee needs to know. ] Most people would consider it dead weight anyways.

[ Desmond smirks. ] Italian is a pretty nice sounding language.

[lilgreasemonkey]

He must've been really somethin' to go fixin' the whole Brotherhood himself. [ She shrugs slightly. ] Then most folks can just keep that right to themselves or try an' talk Ezio into lettin' 'em use somethin' else.

Much nicer 'n anythin' I hear at home.

[milesawayfrom]

He was. [ Desmond smiles faintly. Too bad Altair lost so much... ] I think talking to Ezio about it would end up with the blade next to their throat.

What languages do you have back at home?

[lilgreasemonkey]

I sure wish I could meet him. An' that Leonardo. [ She's such a fangirl. ] That'd be why ya pick just the right time to talk to him. Or offer him some real good food or somethin' first. [ Yes, butter him up. Obviously. ]

Well, English. 's kinda obvious. An' Mandarin. 'cept the system warnings on Serenity are in Cantonese. 's not that much else 'cept some real specialized stuff out in certain colonies.