#theeagleofunderstanding

[freedomsake]

Hands clasped together behind his back in his signature stance, gaze raised pointedly towards a spot in the distance, for a while the only sound between them is the gentle rustling of the wind through his cloak. After an awkward pause, Haytham clears his throat and mutters: “Well, Connor… I suppose belated birthday wishes surpass none at all.” His now outstretched palm reveals the hidden blade that once belonged to Miko: “Here. Call it family heirloom, if you will.” ( :’) )

Both men have never really been one of many words. Perhaps that’s only exclusive between these two, father and son, slowly but surely, mending and strengthening their relationship. Or perhaps it’s simply (and ironically) difficult to translate these new emotions into words. Whatever the case it may be, there is one thing for certain: they are trying. For that, Raton is most grateful.

A puff of air escapes his nostrils--it’s supposed to be a chuckle, with the way his lips curl into a smile. He takes the hidden blade in his hands, nodding in acknowledgement.

“I am honored,” Raton looks to his father, brown eyes locking with steely grays. Without really realizing it yet, this is a moment he has been looking forward to since he was a child. “Thank you, father. I will take good care of it.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #ANSWERED. #OOF-- this hits me in the feels expectedly and unexpectedly :'))))) #they're still so awkward and that's ICONIC HAHA #we're getting there boys!! one step at a time! :''))

[intothemanaverse]

“ i thought you became a bit too grand for us.” (for Crawford 😏🍵)

"Too grand, excuse me?" Crawford addressed after his sip from his tea cup. "What do you mean, Kenway?"

#theeagleofunderstanding #( muse: crawford starrick ) #there are universes beyond my queue

[rogaire-a]

@the-eagle-of-understanding sent: ❛  volumes   // NONVERBAL PROMPTS // accepting

  gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

It was a rather busy morning at Greenwich’s harbor. The port bustled with merchants and sailors, working on loading their cargo. For a sailor like him, it was a common sight. He hardly noticed the foul smell and loud noises anymore, but today he found the crowdedness of the harbor a bit too bothersome for his liking. 

Maybe that was because he was still nursing a headache from the night before, or maybe ( and that was most likely the reason ) because he would have rather preferred to embark on his ship on this new artifact-hunting mission. However, as much he would rather have the familial helm of the Morrigan under his grip, he was aware that this new task required discretion first and foremost, and embarking on a merchant ship seemed to be the best idea for the task in hand. 

He didn’t know how long it would take him to find the artifact. It could as well take his whole life as far he was aware, but when it came to protecting innocents, Shay would go far and wide.

He’d already bid his farewell to his friends, sharing a pint with each of them, not knowing when he would have the chance to do so again. Gist had promised that he would look after the Morrigan in his absence, and that made him feel relieved somehow, knowing that she wouldn’t just be left at Fort Arsenal gathering dust ( though Shay made him solemnly swear that if something happened to her, he would have to offer up drinks for the rest of his life ) The last person he had yet to bid his farewell to was Haytham, and he was currently escorting him to the docks.

Maybe that wasn’t really the best place to do so. There were so many things Shay wanted to tell him, yet too many prying eyes and ears, so all he could do was hold out his hand to him, a bit disappointed for having to opt for a simple handshake instead. However, the fond look that enlights the Grand master’s eyes dissolves his frown and turns it into a soft smile, and with this Shay realizes that he might still have time. 

He holds his hand a bit longer than necessary, then throws a glance behind him at the sight of his ship. Shay drops his hand, collects himself, and gives him a firm nod. The warm smile never leaves his lips.

‘‘ Farewell, Master Kenway. “

#theeagleofunderstanding #CAP'N AT THE HELM // IC #( the tension (TM) :') #set this just as he's about to leave for the box bc FEELS )

[multimana]

@the-eagle-of-understanding​ LIKED FOR A PEARL STARTER! 

    “How about this evening we --- play chess with our evening tea? It could prove to be intriguing I’m sure.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #{ muse : pearl attaway } #verse; an interesting partnership (the-eagle-of-understanding)

[eyesintheshadows]

@the-eagle-of-understanding

"Then kindly take it to someone who gives a shit."

#theeagleofunderstanding

[firstconspirator]

“Clearly there needs to be some ground rules established.”

Intriguing Impression Starters

Thomas scowls, lip curling over his teeth.  He resents rules, and being told what to do by men who think they’re better than him - here he’d been thinking Kenway might be different after how much fun they had with those thieves!  The man had gone and ruined it with one sentence.

But very well, he can play along and know precisely how much he can toe the line before actually getting in trouble.  Or ignore them entirely and mock ‘the rules’ mercilessly to his other friends.

“ Fine,” he grumbles into his drink.  “Let’s ‘ear it, then.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #haytham tag tbd. #trouble's in town // main #[ well that only took forever my bad] #didn't ask who or how or why // answered

[alcgacy]

“  do you mean to imply you have no intention of acting a bit more respectably ?  ” (for main verse Caelan >:) )

fire emblem : three houses starters | accepting

The instant the girl he’d been chatting up turned away Caelan slouched further into his hood, scowling deeply at the Templar Grandmaster.  He’d talked to her for information only, of course, any flirting wasn’t... well, he wouldn’t actually proposition a nice girl with an audience, even if he was available.

Why in under God had he agreed to work with this man?  Beyond the obvious fact of Templar and Assassin methods not typically compromising, the man was, in a word, insufferable.

And that was coming from Caelan, who had made it his consistent goal to be difficult.

" You could stand to act a bit less respectably," Caelan retorted, just quiet enough for the Templar Grandmaster to hear under the ambient noise. "Making us stick out looking all stiff like that. Get a drink, or at least stop judgin' me."

#theeagleofunderstanding #red sky at night // main #letters in a bottle // asks & answers #[ ten million years later]

[onlyliberty-a]

   “Christ, ye’ve gotten so big now; last I saw ye... i’m sure ye were a lot smaller.”  / @the-eagle-of-understanding ( for haytham ).

#theeagleofunderstanding #* ic / so may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten : threads. #* verse / i was always just a poor girl though my story’s seldom told : main. #its main BUT ALTER

[silentknives]

❝ i cannot allow you to proceed. ❞        (Ooohoh *eyes emoji*)

MOON KNIGHT STARTERS  —  @the-eagle-of-understanding

“And what will you do if I don’t obey?”

It is an unfair question. Cruel, even. Emily knows this, and she knows he’s doing what any concerned father would. His statement is posed as an order, a command. But after knowing him for this long—being by his side, taken under his wing where she would learn all the skills she would need to survive in this world—she knows that is just his way of showing his love. Or, perhaps, his fear. Whatever the case it may be, she does not take what she says next lightly.

“Will you kill me where I stand?”

Emily turns to him fully now; brown eyes gazing into cool, steel ones. There’s fear within her too—that she failed him, or more terrifyingly, that she would never be welcome back into his arms. She may not know what the future lies before her, and how challenging it may be, but she knows for certain that this is the path she must undertake. It is the whisper in her ear, the jolt in her veins, that pushes her forward. It took her to this very moment where she must confront one of her biggest heartbreaks—the fissured love between a parent and his child.

“I am neither Templar nor Assassin. There is no place for me, here, anymore.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #( ANSWERED. ) #( V. MAIN ) – all that we know may never be enough. #ok not to toot my own horn by why did this reply slap so hard 💅✨ #this prompt/ask LITERALLY brought my muse for Emily BACK TO LIFE #I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON YOU FLOS 💅✨✨✨ #on another note. um. OW this HURT to write actually :')))))))))

[freedomsake]

❝  if they do it again, you tell me.  ❞ (from Dad!Haytham not being so emotionally constipated or sassy for once 😅)

CARING SENTENCE STARTERS -- accepting!

“It is fine. I am fine.”

Stubborn, as Connor always is. Stubborn like his mother, and apparently, like this father before him. It’s mostly strange to see his father so genuinely concerned for him. He is not at all used to it, but the reconciliation has been rather recent. It’s still fresh--the raw emotions that came with such a conclusion to this rocky tale. It was yet another hill to climb, an obstacle to overcome, to be supported by the father who had been absent in his youth. Indeed, these are murky waters to navigate through, but Connor does it anyway. 

Because if there is an opportunity to mend these fragile pieces, he will never hesitate take it.

“I do not expect to be easily forgiven for the deeds I have done, but...” his gaze fell, and his hands folding in front of him. His thoughts and the words that fled through his mouth have never aligned, but this is the best Connor could do-- “I... appreciate the sentiment.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #answered. #from one emotionally constipated man to another-- :'))) #ooOOO so many conflicted feelings in connor since their last interaction!! #on one hand he's relieved to have at least (1) person he grew to care about #still be alive #ON THE OTHER HAND--there IS some small level of resentment that has gone unnoticed #like i don't even know if it should be considered ''resentment'' but just a lot of ''what ifs'' #or connor is just FINALLY processing everything #Emotionally Constipated Kenways (tm) #this will be interesting to explore!! i'm v excited about that B)))

[lombredufait]

A bottle of vintage vin rouge is left on the table, and next to it, a handwritten note with a familiar signature and seal. “Joyeux anniversaire, HEK. ✠ Postscript — If I find you drinking the whole thing at once, there shall be trouble.”

A simple man with simple pleasures, Arno was in fact enjoying his collection of Birthday Bottles. He rolled his eyes at the little note but without any true annoyance. He inspected the bottle with a little hum before putting it away with the others.

#asks; #theeagleofunderstanding #anniversaire; #omgggggg DAD PLS

[princercgent]

Just the Messenger

@the-eagle-of-understanding

The assassin was well on his way toward a small, minuscule little settlement. This settlement was not exactly a close distance, Liam knew it would take a bit of time to get there. The documents (maps) the Irishman had to deliver remained inside of his coat. As soon as he made contact, he knew he was to hand off the items to the informant. 

Even though he felt like he was getting closer to his destination, another matter needed to be dealt with -- quickly. He strayed from the normal path, mentally noting that he was being followed. While he was being followed, he was not sure by whom. Liam would wait until he was a safe distance away from the path he was on before speaking to whomever was following him. At one point, he stopped. 

“How long did ya plan on followin’? Thinkin’ I wouldn’ notice that you’ve been followin’ me for the last hour?”

#the-eagle-of-understanding #theeagleofunderstanding #i hope this works

[multimana]

What does Starrick think of teou's Haytham? ( ;) hehe)

       To be honest, we all know he has that bone to pickwith him concerning Pearl. Even after that little debacle the two had with oneanother, it is hard for him to get over it. In all honesty, to a degree he doesnot mind Haytham. From Starrick’s perspective, he can see that he is verydedicated to the Rite and he can admire that quality about him. The GrandMaster knows that if he sends Haytham on any venture, he knows that it will getdone as quickly and precisely as possible. However there is the matter of Starrick’s feelings for Pearl----

           @the-eagle-of-understanding

#the-eagle-of-understanding #theeagleofunderstanding #{ muse : crawford starrick } #Anonymous

[eyesintheshadows]

(For the meme). "FINALLY!!!!"

#theeagleofunderstanding #ask #joke's on you youre gonna die long before i ever do :)

[canis-venaticus]

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the Wig of Understanding

It’s why his wig is so big--                               -- IT’S FULL OF SECRETS.

#theeagleofunderstanding #I make my own crack posts #Maybe it was a Piece of Eden that simply just generated an endless supply of wigs

[veritecachee]

@the-eagle-of-understanding // sc

“Good afternoon, Monsieur,” Élise straightened when, apparently, one of her father’s ‘business associates’ approached his office. “My father, Grandmaster de la Serre, is not in. May I be of assistance?”

#theeagleofunderstanding #Elise is speaking to him in French btw (8 #v; undetermined