Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

"Not FUN, is it?" Nick said, looking at Viddic as he jumped up onto the Animus.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I didn't do anything." Warren grunted.
"She dragged herself all on her own like a good girl."  

[Zahzi]

"...Lucky p***k."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes, yes. Call me what you like." Warren grumbled, as the Animuses started up...

It had been a week later since the raid on the castle. The group was far from the city, on the outskirts now, not hunting for Templars though..

Haytham was sitting down in front of a small section of dirt that had been recently disturbed. At the top of the section sat a single rock with a few Arabic runes scribbled onto it.

Samir, who stood a distance away from Haytham and the area, only let out a heavy sigh, slumping his head down.  

[Zahzi]

Reaver was leaning against a tree staring at his right gauntlet, watching the claws extend and retract...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Bored much?" Samir asked, looking at Reaver.  

[Zahzi]

"Is it wise to speak?" Reaver asked, still staring at the Gauntlet. The same one that had given Samir his newest set of scars.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"As long as she can't hear us..."  

[Zahzi]

"Hell hath no fury like a woman in scorn." Reaver said, looking at Samir.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Which is why we whisper~"  

[Zahzi]

"Just stay quiet before I make a NEW set of scars."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Samir then gave Reaver a cold glare.
"...Jerk..."  

[Zahzi]

The gauntlet's claws extended once again, but didn't retract...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Samir let out a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes as he shook his head at Reaver.  

[Zahzi]

The hand then slowly rose and was making its way to Samir's head, only thirty degrees from where the other scars were.