[Voice] UN: التاير

[eaglesonofnone]

[He's gotten better at this with practice, though this is still only voice instead of video. If anything, he sounds tired, perhaps slightly breathless, but cheerful.]

Though we have all only recently returned from this latest occurrence, I am afraid I must beg forgiveness of those on the watch as well as those whom I have been instructing. I will be ... preoccupied for the next few days, after which I will return to my commitments as I can.

I assure you of my good health and demeanor; it is only that circumstances have changed and there will be something of an...

Adjustment period.

Thank you for your understanding. Safety and peace.

Comments

Voice, UN: Desmond

[moderndayassassin]

Uhhhh everything okay over there?

[Voice] UN: التاير

[eaglesonofnone]

[He's a little less breathless now, but no less contented-sounding.]

All is well, hafid, I promise you.

[There are a few quieter sounds in the background, hard to identify, as well as a soft mutter in Arabic.]

Only a bit... unexpected.

[Voice]: Desmond

[moderndayassassin]

Uh ... huh.

[Narrowing eyes at his device.]

Okay. I'll cover some of your stuff.

[eaglesonofnone]

It will only be for a day or t--two--

[The hesitation is swiftly followed by a swift, hissed few words in the first language to come to mind, Altaïr not thinking that Desmond would understand. "You are going to make me embarrass myself--" he warned.]

And then I will be back at my duties.

[moderndayassassin]

Oh my god.

[Of course he understands!]

Make sure to shut your communicator off 100% please, jesus.

[eaglesonofnone]

I.

Intend.

To.

["You are a menace, Malik Al-Sayf--"

Could he hear the smug chuckle in the background? Probably.]

Thank you, hafid--

My apologies.

[And then the transmission cut unmistakably off.]

Private Message left for when he eventually turns it back on

[moderndayassassin]

Good for you, by the way.

[Private Image]

[eaglesonofnone]

[It was a good number of hours later before Desmond received a response.

A carefully framed image showing nothing that most people would consider private. Malik's short, black hair, Altaïr's apparently longer, nearly down to the shoulder Malik was sleeping against. The only skin that showed was Malik's shoulder and a bit of Altaïr's collar, neck, and jaw. Altogether very chaste.

But most telling, more than anything else, is the absolutely besotted smile on Altaïr's face, barely visible in the picture's corner.]

Private; text

[moderndayassassin]

[Desmond's smiling.]

Is it being cheeky if I say FINALLY at you?

[eaglesonofnone]

Perhaps slightly.

Thank you, hafid.

[moderndayassassin]

FINALLY. It only took you two forever to get what you deserved. Super happy for you, gramps.

Private Text, UN: ReforgedWings

[skyward_eyes]

Please tell me that I can send a congratulations.

[Private Text] UN: التاير

[eaglesonofnone]

You may.

Re: [Private Text] UN: التاير

[skyward_eyes]

Please tell me it's who I think it is.

[Private Text] UN: التاير

[eaglesonofnone]

[Nida gets a picture. Malik resting against his shoulder, fully asleep, his skin darker than Altaïr's - what little can be seen. The bed covers are high on both of them, but there's enough visible to see who it is. Below the picture is one word:]

حبيبي

Re: [Private Text] UN: التاير

[skyward_eyes]

Not sure what that means, but I'm glad the idiot acted. It was clear he cared for you.

I'm glad for you. Tell Malik I'm glad for him too.

[Private Text] UN: التاير

[eaglesonofnone]

I will. Thank you.

Re: [Private Text] UN: التاير

[skyward_eyes]

Glad to see you out of your shell, Altair. You seemed... sad.

[eaglesonofnone]

I have been conflicted. I am still unsure in some ways.

Never about this.

[skyward_eyes]

Good. There's something amazing about confidence in who you care for. I wish you both all the luck.