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HeroWhile professor was talking, Desmond and Ezio were killing time by telling stupid jokes and by thinking up stuff to do later. Altaïr was more practical, he was sleeping, daydreaming, and everything was perfect untilHero by SaiJiraija
- Hey Altaïr, we were just talking about - Desmond was trying to explain to Altaïr his and Ezios new ideas when he realized his words made no effect on him what so ever - Altaïr! unable to actually scream during the class, he got closer to Altaïrs ear, called him as loud as he could, and just for in case, gently punched him in ribs - Will you stop sleeping during class!
- Wha - Altaïr looked up, he was disoriented, his ribs hurted a bit; fortunately Desmond never seem to hit the right spot to make actual damage - Desmond go to hell - he put his head down and tried to continue his daydreaming.
- What? Altaïr! he checked if professor is looking their way, he wasn't. Desmond used thi