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Actual Urban Fantasy Heroine Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad ([personal profile] agestocome) wrote 2013-08-23 02:54 pm (UTC)

he's in his room :Tb

[ Even Altaïr's panicking was relatively quiet; his episode that morning had been muffled by wings fouled in bedsheets and the surprising pain of some kind of flight-feather getting bent out of shape as an 'arm' hit the headboard. Being a six-limbed flying lizard is much more difficult on a mechanical level than he'd ever imagined, and he realises now that he hasn't been giving his ancestor much credit.

It isn't entirely unexpected; Desmond's difficulties have prepared him for the eventuality. Luckily. By mid-morning, and about when he's missed, he's well over the shock and has managed to seat himself neatly in a coil of tail and feathers on his desk to continue reading the treatise on achromatic telescopes he'd liberated from a shelf elsewhere in the manor the previous evening. He's interested in the potential when combined with his vision, but actually acquiring one will need to wait until he has thumbs again. He keeps his rune nearby to monitor any progress on the causes behind the transformation, but isn't about to just leave the homestead without notifying anyone.

Engrossed as he is, he still notices when someone - Connor, most likely - starts to move around the manor. He places a claw against the page to mark his place, and looks up as the other Assassin comes into view in the hallway. ]

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