*walkin around the sanctuary being a worried sick moody little shit*
*watching Desmond from his desk* Are you going to distract me from my work all day? If you're going to be annoying, could you do it sitting
down, by any chance?
No I can't sit down, thanks for asking . Tooworried... *pacing*
*clasps his hands together, and adopts a condescending tone of voice* Want to sit down and talk it out? *his voice returns to its usual
scathing tones* Or could you just man up and sit in the corner somewhere and let me get on with my work?
(WHY DID THAT REMIND ME OF THE SASSY CREED COMIC WHERE MALIK TELLS ALTAIR TO CRY IN THE CORNER?)
Oh, I'm /SORRY/. Was I /DISTRACTING/ you Shaun? Now that I know I was, I'm just going to have to keep bothering you~
((weh))
Don't you dare, Desmond. I've got important things to do!
Unlike /some./
(QUIETLY)
Oh blah blah blah~ *leans on Shaun's desk* You're playing SOLIATRE
I-- *quickly minimises a window* I bloody well was not! *gestures to the monitor* Look, Greek mythology!
(lolol)
Yes you were, and you were LOSING
*he mutter under his breath* I bloody well will be now. I'll lose my time bonus. *turns to face Desmond, crossing his arms* So, why are you
pacing the room, crying to yourself?
(AHAHAHAHAHA I NEVER PLAY SOLITARE TIMED)
*avoids eye contact with Shaun* No, I'm not crying to myself
Right. And I wasn't the chair of the school history club. What's wrong?
(BUHYOO HIGH SCHOOL SHAAAAAAUN)
.....Sixteen
((You know he would have been adorable))
What about him?
(YESYESYES)
He's....gone
*he looks at Desmond incredulously* What do you mean he's gone? You do realise, technically, he was never here?
He's no more alive than Ezio or Altair.
Well it sure as fuck felt like he was here
And at one point they were all alive
Well, where's he gone?
I don't know!
You think I'd be bothering you if I knew?
I think you'd be bothering me no matter what.
*pretend gasps* Shaun! How could you /POSSIBLY/ think that. I mean it's true, but still~
*sighs and frowns at Desmond, glaring at him for a moment before his expression softens slightly and he speaks* ... I'm sure 16 is alright.
You know, shit has happened to some of the others, and they're alright.
But they didn't just disappear off the face of the earth
.... True. But they /have/ glitched. It might just be ... a little different this time.
He was already a walking talking "glitch". How do you even glitch a "glitch"?
I don't know! Rebecca's the animus expert! But it's happened to Cesare, I don't see why it can't happen to 16 as well
.....I know....It's just....I never thought of this happening....I knew he'd leave someday but I didn't think it'd be so soon...
*he's silent for a while, perfectly aware that he's no good at comforting people* He'll be fine. He'll come back soon enough, just you wait.
What if he doesn't? He said he'd be leaving
Not this time...but someday
(KITTY HOLD ME)
Well, what does that dead twat know? Maybe we'll never be rid of him!
((/HOLDS <3333333))
Oh fuck I hope we're never rid of him. *looks away from Shaun, a little pink*
(/HOLDS FOREVER <3333333333)
*smiles slightly* You sentimental bastard.
Wh-what? *looks back at Shaun
(BUHYOO THEY ARE BONDING)
(YOU GUYS ARE SO BUHYOO.)
(BUHYOO /HUGS EZIO)
((/HUGS EVERYONE))
*feigns innocence* Nothing!
I didn't say anything.
Yes you did~ *smirks at Shaun*
You can't prove it.
I can't but I know what you said
And uh...Thanks
*shrugs, dismissing the comment* Can't be a dick all the time, can I?
Suppose not
*smirks* But that was my goodness quota for the day. You'll have to get used to snide remarks again.
*rolls eyes, smiling a little* Gee, how will I /EVER/ get by?
I'll just have to think up something particularly cruel.
Oh really? So you're telling me your insults are planned~?
Pft. Of course not. Nothing but the work of sharp wit.
Then why must you think something up~?
This one is going to be special. It might require some planning. I want it to really hurt. Keep you up at night.
(JBVGFKGBJFGJDGFKBK)
Oh? It's like a special present just for me. How /THOUGHTFUL/
((NOT LIKE THAT))
Desmond, the only gift I will ever give you is a swift kick in the nuts.
(I MEANT THE INSULT IS JUST BEING MADE FOR HIM ;A; )
(WHAT DID YOU THINK I MEANT?)
((AHAHA. NOTHING~))
Yeah, after you're done sucking them~ *fucks with Shaun's hair to be a dick*
(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL NOT EVERYTHING IS SEX)
(THAT WAS A BLATENT LIE)
*ducks to try to avoid his hair being messed up and scowls at Desmond* You prat!
Hahaha, what's wrong pretty boy? Don't wanna mess up your haaaair~?
No I bloody don't! *ouches his hair, using a computer monitor as a makeshift mirror* Tch. I'll have to do it again now.
*touches
(PREEEENING)
(PREEEEEEEEEEEEENING)
(LOLOLOLOL)
((I bet he's one of those people who can't help but preen whenever they see their reflection. He's probably really proud of his hair...))
(Shaun's hair is like...a mating plume)
((AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA))
Do you even listen when you talk? Why does your HAIR matter that much?
*sighs, annoyed* I just like my hair! It's good hair!
Oh really, I hadn't seemed to notice your /fascination/ with it~
(DUDE NAW SHAUN AND I ARE SPIRIT ANIMALS IN THAT SENSE LOLOL I ALWAYS HAVE TO DO THAT SOB)
I am /not/ fascinated by my own hair. I just like to keep it neat and tidy.
It NEVER looks tidy
Fuck off! My hair is always tidy! Unless some cheeky fucker messes it up!
You mean like this? *fucks with Shaun's hair again*
*swats him away* You bastard! Why would you even do that?
To bother you~
You, Desmond, are a prick. *he stands from his chair and begins to walk away* Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to fix my hair.
*smirks to himself* It's alright Shaun, you're still beautiful on the inside~ *fucking sarcastic teasing*
(KITTY I THOUGHT OF YOU WHEN I SAW THIS 
)
)
((sjkgfjkfsahuagsiy))
((THERE'S SHAUN'S NUMBER ONE REASON FOR HATING DES RIGHT THERE))
(jkfnbgkhnfkfkf LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL)
Shame you're a prick and you look like the back end of a donkey.
Wait WHAT did you say?
*still walking away, talking with a sing-song voice* Nothing!~
*follows after him* I heard that! I do not look like a donkey's ass!
You do, you know. Did your parents drop you on your face as a child? That would explain your looks and your crippling stupidity.
Heyheyhey that is uncalled for.
(LOOK OUT THIS COMMENT WILL MAKE NO SENSE)
Hey your hair stands up pretty well, what do you put in it, jizz?
*stops walking and turns slowly to face Desmond* ... What ... the fuck?
What~? Did I guess right?
No you fucking didn't! You might use such depraved things, you sick freak, but I use nice, normal hair gel, thank you very much!
I don't do jack shit to my hair, there isn't enough of it
(brb dinner)
Just because you're balding prematurely doesn't mean I use anything other than gel in my hair.
I'm not balding prematurely :I I LIKE short hair
And I also like not having a fucking mating plume on myhead like a goddamn cockateil
Fuck you! My hair is stylish!
Your hair looks like it was styled right out of Dickhole Magazine
You are just jealous. *turns back around and storms off in the direction of the bathroom*
I am not~~~
(IS IT AWKWARD THAT I KEEP WAITING FOR SHAUN TO HIT BELOW THE BELT ABOUT 16? XD)
You are. Definitely.
Why would I be jealous of a dick like you?
((NO. I'M SURE HE'LL DO IT EVENTUALLY 8D))
Because I am a dick with fabulous hair, Desmond.
(YES YES YES OH GOD YES)
I'm pretty sure Shaun...have you heard the phrase 'you are what you eat?
Because in that case you're just a dick
No pretty hair, sorry
You're the one dating a bloke, mate.
That has...nothin to do with this *huffs and turns away*
(WHY IS IT WHEN SHAUN AND DES TALK, DES ENDS UP ACTING LIKE HE'S 3?)
((DES IS 3))
Oh, what? You can dish out insults, but you can't take them?
(DES WILL ALWAYS BE 3)
It's not an insult if it's true jackass
Of course it fucking is! So if I said to you that your dead boyfriend is little more than a figment of your imagination, you wouldn't be
insulted?
(Th-that kinda hut ;3; )
He's not a figment he's a real goddamn person!
(OHHHH SNAP SHAUN. OH FUCKING SNAP. YOU OWNED DESMOND GOOD.)
He's a fucking light show from a broken machine!
((I so love being dick!Shaun 8D))
(I LOVE IT TOO HAHAHA)
*tries to retaliate, but no words will come out. Deep down, he knows Shaun's right, but his pride wont let him accept it*
*laughs cruelly* What? Nothing to say? Not going to cry and insist that he's real?
(OhshitIkindawannacry)
((D: I'M SORRY))
Sixteen....I don't give a fuck about you or anyone else Shaun, but....he's real to me...
(/cling)
Imaginary friends do always seem so real, don;t they?
You've all seen him...and talked to him...that's gotta mean something....right?
((Augh, I've got to go to bed, bb Im so exhausted. We can finish this later, though, if you like? I have the day off work~))
(Okay sure~! 8D)
(sleep well sweetie~ DO YOU WANT ME TO TUCK YOU IN LIKE I DO WITH MAX?)
((YES PLEASE! ouo))
(/tucks you in)
(/gives you glass of water)
(/goodnight kissu)
(/read you a story c: )
(I loves you~!)
((Buhyoo~ You are the cutest <3 ilu bb! Goodnight! <333333333))
(dgfdgkdfhkd am nooot ;A; ilu 2 bby~ Ni ni~ <333333)
((NIKKI BB. Are you still aorund?))
(I AM NOW DEAR. YOU GOT BACK AT LIKE 7AM MY TIME XD)
((Ahaha, sorry <3 Want to continue?))
(Yesyesyesyes<333333)
Doesn't change the fact that he topped himself. He's /dead./
He didn't top himself....he's not dead....
Forgetting that he decorated the Abstergo lab with his own blood, are we?
(Desmond is probably going to go insane THANK YOU SHAUN)
I.....He......But that's different
((8D YOU'RE WELCOME.))
(<3333 Bleeding effect + no 16 + Shaun = CRAZY XD)
How's it different? He's /dead./ Just like your dear old ancestors.
But it doesn't change the fact that they're here. And it's different because....well.....because 16 has seemed most put together and alive
out of everyone here *crosses arms*
What, more so than me or Luce?
Well....no.....yes.....maybe, I dunno
So, basically, you haven't got a fucking clue what you're talking about, and you're just proving yourself to be a lovesick idiot?
I know damn well what I'm talking about and I'm /NOT/ lovesick! And I'm not an idiot!
I disagree with everything you just said.
So? You can agree or disagree, I don't give a fuck
( 
)
)
Right, well, fuck off then! Why are we even still talking?
I dunno, you started this shitfest
You're the idiot who came to me, moping and whining about your pathetic love life!
It's not pathetic!
Need I remind you /again/ that he's both mental and /dead/???
Our love life is FINE. We have sex like normal people...And....and we love each other.
Ugh. Too much information, Desmond.
Goddamit Shaun
What?! I don't want to know about you to getting it on!
I was PROVING A POINT, not trying to inform you of my persinalbusiness!
Well, in that case, I'm simply /thrilled/ you can get your rocks off. Shame he's fucked off, isn't it?
(IS IT WRONG THAT THE FIRST THING THAT CAME TO MIND WAS 'SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH?)
Shaun I swear, if you say anything else about him I am going to hit you
((AHAHHA, NO))
(8D)
Would you really hit a man still recovering from a broken nose and head injuries, Desmond? Because he hurt your feelings?
(HE IS STILL RECOVERING?)
I just might
(DESMOND HAS NO PROBLEM HITTING A PRETTY BOY IN GLASSES)
((Yeah, he must be. I mean, the head injury was a while ago, and not /that/ serious, but it won't be fully healed yet. And his nose was
fairly recent, so that won't have healed yet.))
((What a dick.))
((But at least he thinks Shaun's pretty? 8D))
Then you're just as pathetic as I thought.
(LOLOLOLOLOL Yes, at least Shaun's pretty <333)
No, I'm really not
You are if you hit me. And I can tell you're just /dying/ to. *he emphasises the word as a reminder of its use earlier in the conversation*
*in relation to 16*
(Shaun you BITCH /sob)
I fucking swear Shaun do NOT make me hit you *grabs Shaun by the front of the shirt*
*grabs Desmond's hands, trying to prise them off his shirt. He isn't really willing to fight* I'm not making you do anything. We were just
having a nice little chat. It's not my fault if you're over-sensitive.
I'm not over sensitive, you just keep poking at delicate things
((Aha, lol.))
If they're delicate, it means you're over-sensitive. Now, /let go of me./
If they're delicate that means they're delicate....nothing more nothing less. *reluctabtly lets go*
*straighten out his clothing with a huff and glares at Desmond*
(KITTY HOLD ME)
*glaring back, his eyes a mix of anger, hurt, and fear*
*he feels a slight stab of guilt, and waves a hand dismissively, turning away from Des* Fuck off, then, unless you have something useful
to say for once.
.....It's not easy you know...being with him. Always wondering when he's going to go, knowing he's dead....
*sighs, irritated, and turns to face him again, crossing his arms* I said if you had something /useful/ to say, not to whine on again. You
/knew/ that he was dead when you started this mess. You've got no one to blame but yourself.
I.......*grumbles a little, then looks t the floor in defeat* .....You're right, it is my fault
(SORRY I WENT TO GET LUNCH I HERE NOW BB)
((It's okay! I went for dinner! 8D))
*simultaneously feeling triumphant and guilty, he stand silent for a while before awkwardly sidling up to Desmond and placing a hand*
*gingerly on his shoulder*
(/HIGH FIVE)
((/co-ordinated eating highfive!))
*looks over at Shaun's hand for a moment before giving Shaun a half smile, as if to thank him*
(/not telling each other we left five!)
((Ahaha, is that a good thing or bad thing? XD))
(good because it was coordinated? XD)
(( I already told Nikki, but the "Can't be a dick all the time" line would be a perfect moment for Rebecca to drop a penis joke ))
(( And when Shaun says "imaginary friends do always seem the most real" reminded me of England from Hetalia XD ))
*takes his hand away, standing awkwardly* Just ... He, uh. It'll all work out, yeah?
((FLYING MINT BUNNY))
(( HEHEHE ))
Yeah....it will...*nods a little*
Yeah. So... chin up, eh?
I'll try.....
Ah....Shaun...?
Thanks
*awkward half-smile* Don't thank me after I just insulted you, you idiot.
Can't help it~
Berk.
... If you ever want any company, though ...
I'm always around, alright?
Sounds like a plan
(I think this is my favorite of their fights)
((They are such derps. <3))
So, uh. Gonna... fix my hair now...
(They areeee~~~~<3333)
Cool...uh...have fun
Yeah. *hesitates for a moment before walking towards the bathroom*
*watches him a moment, thinking*
((... that sounds ominous. WHAT'S DES GONNA DO))
(( PREEN ))
(...WATCH SHAUN GO? XD)
((... Anyone want to play with Luc?))
(( <insert dirty joke> ))
(I DO I DO I DO)
(SHE ACTUALLY /LIKES/ DES)
((Oh, Becca. How did I know you'd say something like that? XD And okay! I shall fetch her!))
(WOOO /PARTIES)
(( I GUESS MY DIRTY MIND IS JUST TOO PREDICTABLE ))
(O U BEKKAR-DOODLE)
((Becca! Come join Des and Luc?))
(<3)