Assassin's Creed: The Crusades (private only.)

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Dalia realized her arms were around his neck and she immediately let go. "so-sorry about tha-"
a random novice ran after Altair. "WAIT FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!" and shoved Dalia much closer to Malik, to the point where the almost kissed.
Dalia's eyes widened, surprised and blushed even more.

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Malik's arm, by instinct, wraped around her to keep her from falling. Altair surely wanted to get to Masyaf quickly, what had he done this time? He was surprised to not see a troop of angered guards coming their way, but Gavri. Surely Altair wasnt running from him, what was he up to? He looked to Gavri, slightly embarrassed "This isn't as it seems. If you were here long enough to see what has happened, you would understand." he noticed his arm was still around her, he made sure she had stabilized before letting go of her.

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Dalia looked over at Gavri and blushed. "it's not what it looks like. I-i fell!"

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Haytham smiled brightly when Iona agreed to come. A tingle went through his spine as Iona's soft fingers traced it. His gaze fell upon the dirty bandage on the ground. "Probably not my best idea." He chuckled. Haytham looked at his wound again. it was just below the ribs. It looked almost like there was a small hole in his chest. The wound actually made it kinda hard to breath. Taking a deep breath in, he wanted to see how bad the wound really was. His chest barely expanded outwards before he had to stop and flinch in pain. With a unhappy and unsteady sigh, he leaned slightly against the wall of the building.

[House Stark]

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Iona had left to wash the bandaging, water was one of the few objets in the old house that was clean. She was glad to see such a large amount had been spared, though what was in open tins had grown murky. She poured some into a large wooden bucket, and began to kneed at the cloth. She was already cleaning it, might as well try to get any remaining blood out. When she had finished, it was chilled and soaked completely, she twisted it a couple times, drying it put as quickly as she could, in order to make it more comfortable.

She came back to Haytham before long, and applied the cold cloth to his wound with delicacy. She didn't take too long to complete the act, but wasn't in a hurry either. She could tell it was a very sensitive injury, and took extra care not to bother with it more than she needed to.

Though her touch was gentle, she made sure to tie it on tight enough to keep in it's place and press against him. She, then, retrived his clothes and dressed him herself; she didn't want him to move his upper body too much. She had finished that task as well. Now she pulled the hood over his head, pressing her lips to his softly afterwards. "As charming as always," she said quietly with a smile "Are you ready?"

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Gavri stopped the horse, narrowing his eyes at Malik and Dalia. "Of course it isn't what it looks like ...." He grumbled. "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you." He asked Dalia.

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"I've been walking with Malik and Iona in the market. Iona left to go with Haytham, and right now, Malik was walking me back to Masayf." Dalia explained.

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Haytham flinched as Iona put the bandage back on. He let her fix him up and dress him. It was nice, having her beside him. A smile formed on his face as her lips brushed his. He tangled his fingers with hers. "Why thank you. I am rather stunning. " Haytham turned towards the door and apply walk-limped to the Bureau.

[House Stark]

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Iona smiled as his strong, tough fingers intertwined her delicate, soft hand. She rolled her eyes affectionately at his comment, "Come on, handsome." she said as the hand not being held messaged his shoulder breifly

She shook her head, still smiling warmly. "Oh, my poor darling." she placed herself under his shoulder, taking on part of his weight to give his steps less of a limp. To mask the fact she was helping him to anyone who might spy them, she leaned her head on his shoulder and her arm hung around his waist, though she made sure to keep it from the wound.


Malik raised an eyebrow in response to Gavri's glare, but dismissed his slight hostility. "I wonder how the two are faring." he said broadly as his eyes looked off to Jerusalem "Have you seen either of them recently?"

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Dalia has yet to realize she was still holding on to Malik since she was feeling comfortable and was distracted by Gavri.