Shared memory/dream glitch - So Wake Me Up When Its All Over - REDUX

[fameorfolly]

Four of the Assassins will find themselves restless in their sleep, plagued by memories of their compatriots in a string of nightmarish dreams. All of which will take place in chronological order from Altair and Malik's time to Edwards folly and lastly to Jacob and his tumultuous relationship with Roth. All of their mistakes brought to light and what became of them. All of them sharing in each other's pain, torment and regret.

Altair and Malik
Maliks fight @ Solomons Temple and the loss of Kadar
Altair and Al Mualim
Edward and Mary/James
Edward and Ah Tabai
Edward and his family
Jacob and Roth

Avicii - Wake Me Up

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[bythecreed]

"That is quite a compliment." He even manages a small smile at that.

"We do not drink tea where I am from, my first time trying it was in this world." He pours the hot beverage from a pot that has been steeped from a dried blend he'd found and hands it over.

"I have to say I really enjoyed it and so took to learning how to properly make it." Though of course, he had to do it the traditional way, not with those little quick brew bags they make. It was relaxing and enjoyable to go to a stand or a store and hand pick the blend himself, paying someone for their hard work procuring, drying and putting together the blends to taste. He had no idea the stuff was so popular or had so much variety.

A small dish of sugar is set nearby for Jacob, and a bit of milk, should he want it. He'll then pick his own cup up once more and drink the stronger brew, coffee, something he was very familiar with and needed if he wanted to stay awake and avoid the dreams. To which he's certain jacob's next comment is referring to. What he's not expecting is the second apology for his prior actions towards him.

"...I..." He knows how to be humble, he's just sort of at a loss here. "...I'm sorry if I've been harsh. I do not know you or what you've been through, I was only seeing with my eyes, not my mind."

[nothinglikefather]

Jacob's impressed. He'd always assumed tea was a pretty universal thing but that's in his time. Malik comes from a place not only thousands of miles away but eight hundred years or so back in time. Coffee os always something he's thought of as American, but clearly it's got much older roots than that.


"I've heard there's lots of different types," he says, taking the mug gratefully and pleased that they seem not to be foghting. Milk goes in, and he hesitates before giving in a dumping in a spoon of sugar. Evie doesn't need to know and honestly he could do with the pick-me-up.

And it's a good thing he does add that sugar, because otherwise he would have taken a sip. And then spat it all put again when Malik apologised. He's not expecting it, not so hinestly, not in a way that makes it impossible to deny that the man really means it. But Jacob knows that he doesn't deserve it. Everything Malik has said, Jacob has deserved.

"I... thank you. But I think I needed the wake up call." He brings the cup to his lips and takes a small sip, feeling the warmth begin to chase some of the drunkenness away. "I didn't have any right to act like a prick. You had every right to tear me a new one."

[bythecreed]

Malik is honestly very impressed and relieved that Jacob could realize these things on his own and come to understand why he'd been so harsh. Still...

"Perhaps. But... maybe I could've done it with a few less wounding remarks and a lot less assumption." He sighs softly.

"If I have learned anything about our apparent shared experience is that we all have been hurt, we all have had to fail and lose and find our way through it. Enough so that... perhaps you and I can act more like brothers and less like enemies." He sets his cup down, fingers settled over it to feel the warmth of the steam against his palm.

"...we have been hurt and have hurt each other enough, I mean." He glances up then at Jacob.

"Just... please, for the love of Allah, ask me if you want to cook something, or if you need laundry, so that I may at least be there to help you. And I would prefer you be sober when you visit next."

[nothinglikefather]

It's true enough. They've all had to suffer, more so than they deserved more often than not. They can do with at least trying to make life less unpleasant for their Brothers. Even if at first Jacob found it a way to let off steam and relax, clearly Malik doesn't need that stress in his life.

Besides, Jacob appriciates he was being and arsehole.

"...I guess that's not too much to ask." Although it might be a little bit of a challenge, considering how much and how often Jacob does drink. He'll just have to work out in advance when he wants to come out here, and sober up beforehand.

"Will you... you said before that you'd teach me to cook. I'd like to know how. Not fancy cooking. Just useful things." One of the twins should know. And he can't think of a way to get Evie into a kitchen.

[bythecreed]

"Nothing fancy, I typically prefer very simple meals but I at least know how to follow a recipe if I want something more involved." He's not sure if he should be flattered that Jacob might think he'd know how to prepare more extravagant things.

"Take some time, think of something you wish to learn to prepare and I will show you what I can." They can do it together and if it's something that he's never heard of, he'll find a recipe, that's the convenient thing about more modern times and their handy devices. He's enjoyed learning things through google.

[nothinglikefather]

Jacob is completely certain that Malik can do almost anything he sets his mind to. He seems to have the drive and desire to find things out, learn and master skills that Jacob doesn't have the slightest desire for. He's taught himself to brew tea, for goodness sakes.

"I think simple would do me just fine." Simple and quick for preference. But it would be useful, considering neither he or his sister really cook, and Edward tends to just shove things on a spit.

"I'll let you know." Maybe he can find out what they'd like to eat, their favourite dishes and go from there. He needs to know how to sear something, how to grill and all the rest of it. Techniques. "I'll probably come to you for anything harder that toast and fried eggs."