The warning alarm sounded as the Assassin ran across the rooftops. "Stop him!" A guard yelled as the others chased after, though Остаться в живых him within minutes.
A young woman sat in the darkness of the hideout until the man snick into the room, a smirk on his scared lips. "Sumayyah"
She heard someone say again. "Open the door."
Yawning, the Arab crawled off of the диван, мягкий уголок and into the kicthen, settling on the cool wood flooring. "Its open." With that, a dark haired man stepped in. "Hello Ammon. Can Ты tell me why your here at.." She glanced at the Стена clock. "7 am?.."
He sat down on the counter. "One, the Machine is running, and two, Reese wants Ты to test it out."
Groaning, the woman pulled herself from the floor and slugged to her room.
"Maybe Ты wouldn't be so tired if Ты hadn't played Assassin's Creed all night."
He grinned as his sister glared back at him, "Shut up," before disappearing into her room. Thirty минуты later, she walked back out in a baggy tee рубашка and camo pants and slipped on her sneakers.
"Does it really take Ты that long to get ready?" He teased.
"What? I wanna look pretty for Mr. Reese." She barked sarcastly, earning a throaty laugh from her brother. " Your lucky I don't have enough time to kill you." She growled then grinned. "Though, I'm sure I can spare a few minutes."
Shaking his head, he reopened the door. "Just go to work."
"Work? I call it torture" She ruffed his hair then walked towards her old Ford Pick-up. "See ya!" As she drove away, he looked back into the living room, hearing the game start up again. Shaking his head, he turned off the TV then disappeared into his own room.
Fumbling with the radio as she drove, "I wonder what I'll be forced to do this time..." She muttered venomously. минуты when by before she saw a very pissed Reese waiting by the door.
"El Khashah. Here. Now." He snarled as he pulled the truck to a stop and hopped out.
"Sorry I'm late, did I miss the чай party?" She asked in mock sweetness.
"Just get your жопа, попка in here." He snapped then disappeared into the building. Following close behind, Sumayyah took that time to look around.(mostly to plain an escape)
Staring at the machine, thoughts ran though her head. "Now if Ты would stop gocking so we can continue that would be great." The man's annoying voice filled the room.
I swear, he just talks to hear the sound of his own voice
"I need Ты to clear your mind," A female assistant сказал(-а) as she layed down on the bed, "And stay calm."
"Oh, I'm perfectly calm, just want to know the side effects to this. Headache, death, throwing up, eyesight loss."
"Shut up." He muttered something to the Assistant, then she turned on the machine. Within the Далее few minutes, Sumayyah had disappeared.
"What the Fuck!" Her voice echoed around a white room. A very boring white room. "Where.." She trailed off as mountains, buildings, then people started to take shape. When she took a step, she heard something like glass breaking before falling though the air. "Damnit!" She growled as she fell on her жопа, попка hard on a rooftop. Looking around, she noticed a few guards in the distance with swords. Wait, swords?..And a red cross..Holy fuck, it's a Templar! "That means..I'm in Assassin's Creed!" A broad grin played on her lips. "Cant believe I'm saying this..Thank Ты Reese. Man, I gotta try to fine Altair and Malik.." She muttered, walking quietly along the rooftop. "This is going to be fun"
A young woman sat in the darkness of the hideout until the man snick into the room, a smirk on his scared lips. "Sumayyah"
She heard someone say again. "Open the door."
Yawning, the Arab crawled off of the диван, мягкий уголок and into the kicthen, settling on the cool wood flooring. "Its open." With that, a dark haired man stepped in. "Hello Ammon. Can Ты tell me why your here at.." She glanced at the Стена clock. "7 am?.."
He sat down on the counter. "One, the Machine is running, and two, Reese wants Ты to test it out."
Groaning, the woman pulled herself from the floor and slugged to her room.
"Maybe Ты wouldn't be so tired if Ты hadn't played Assassin's Creed all night."
He grinned as his sister glared back at him, "Shut up," before disappearing into her room. Thirty минуты later, she walked back out in a baggy tee рубашка and camo pants and slipped on her sneakers.
"Does it really take Ты that long to get ready?" He teased.
"What? I wanna look pretty for Mr. Reese." She barked sarcastly, earning a throaty laugh from her brother. " Your lucky I don't have enough time to kill you." She growled then grinned. "Though, I'm sure I can spare a few minutes."
Shaking his head, he reopened the door. "Just go to work."
"Work? I call it torture" She ruffed his hair then walked towards her old Ford Pick-up. "See ya!" As she drove away, he looked back into the living room, hearing the game start up again. Shaking his head, he turned off the TV then disappeared into his own room.
Fumbling with the radio as she drove, "I wonder what I'll be forced to do this time..." She muttered venomously. минуты when by before she saw a very pissed Reese waiting by the door.
"El Khashah. Here. Now." He snarled as he pulled the truck to a stop and hopped out.
"Sorry I'm late, did I miss the чай party?" She asked in mock sweetness.
"Just get your жопа, попка in here." He snapped then disappeared into the building. Following close behind, Sumayyah took that time to look around.(mostly to plain an escape)
Staring at the machine, thoughts ran though her head. "Now if Ты would stop gocking so we can continue that would be great." The man's annoying voice filled the room.
I swear, he just talks to hear the sound of his own voice
"I need Ты to clear your mind," A female assistant сказал(-а) as she layed down on the bed, "And stay calm."
"Oh, I'm perfectly calm, just want to know the side effects to this. Headache, death, throwing up, eyesight loss."
"Shut up." He muttered something to the Assistant, then she turned on the machine. Within the Далее few minutes, Sumayyah had disappeared.
"What the Fuck!" Her voice echoed around a white room. A very boring white room. "Where.." She trailed off as mountains, buildings, then people started to take shape. When she took a step, she heard something like glass breaking before falling though the air. "Damnit!" She growled as she fell on her жопа, попка hard on a rooftop. Looking around, she noticed a few guards in the distance with swords. Wait, swords?..And a red cross..Holy fuck, it's a Templar! "That means..I'm in Assassin's Creed!" A broad grin played on her lips. "Cant believe I'm saying this..Thank Ты Reese. Man, I gotta try to fine Altair and Malik.." She muttered, walking quietly along the rooftop. "This is going to be fun"
