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It’s Friday -ahem- Fryeday. I have no plans for the evening, so I will be here! Any writing, discussions, asks, and memes are welcome! And @brotherhoodwxrrior I will be getting to your reply as well! @rook-ie I miss you! Please keep me some company. I promise I don’t bite. 😊

Originally posted by lochiels

administration-co  asked:

"Johnny honey, your base is lookin a little dingy." Mama commented, gazing out from under her sun hat- decorated in fancy purple flowers. "Think I might send out some maintenance here for a little improvement- how you doin by the way?"

“Heh, yeah.” He rubbed at the back of his neck, peering out over the dust covered surroundings. “S'what happens when you’re in the middle of the freakin’ desert.” Shrugging, he smiled at her and tucked his hands into his pockets. “I’m doin’, how you doin’? Ain’t see ya since the gala."
Arab Center for Research and Policy Studies publishes the preliminary findings of the Arab Opinion Index report

Some of the more important highlights of the survey that are included in the preliminary report are:

Answers show that a clear majority of Arabs support a democratic form of government, believing in the importance of a transfer of power.

Most respondents describe themselves as religious, while rejecting clerical influence in politics.

71 percent of respondents expressed faith in their countries’ armies; 47 percent trust their governments (the executive arms of), and 36 percent showed trust in their countries’ legislative bodies before the revolutions.

83 percent of respondents say that corruption is widespread in their countries.

Only 19 percent of respondents believe that their countries’ legal systems treat all citizens equitably.

73 percent of respondents believe that Israel and the US are the two countries presenting the largest threat to the security of the Arab world, with 51 percent believing that Israel is the most threatening, 22 percent believe the US is the most threatening, and 5 percent reporting a belief that Iran is the single country most threatening to the security of their countries. The results on this question vary from one Arab country to another.

84 percent believe the Palestinian cause to be a cause for all Arabs, and not solely a Palestinian issue.

67 percent of respondents believe that present levels of intra-Arab cooperation are not satisfactory.

Roughly three-quarters support lifting travel and trade restrictions between Arab countries, the establishment of joint Arab military forces, and a unified monetary system. This highlights the similar belief, uncovered by this survey and shared by a clear majority of the respondents, which holds that citizens of all Arab states belong to a unitary Arab nation.

Most respondents supported the Egyptian and the Tunisian revolutions.

Most respondents attributed the revolutions to corruption, dictatorship and the lack of justice and equality.

84 percent of respondents are opposed to their countries’ diplomatic recognition of Israel, with only 21 percent of respondents expressing support for the peace agreements signed with the Israelis by Jordan, Egypt, and Palestine.

55 percent support having the Middle East declared a nuclear-weapons-free zone, compared to 29 percent who would oppose such a move. The majority of the 55 percent believe that Israel’s possession of nuclear weapons justifies possession of such weapons by other countries in the region.

- To view the Executive Summary click here

Down the Rabbit-Hole - [@dobbycarter]

The air was thick, congested with the stench of rotting wood and earthen cloisters. Despite himself, his nose wrinkled and his expression briefly took upon a countenance of discomfort. It was a foolish reaction, and he knew this to be so. For a start, he should have been expecting exactly these features within such an element as this. When the mention of ‘underground tunnels’ is made to you, such sensual cues should be immediate and as clear as spring’s daylight. Unfortunately, in recalling the occasion of Connor’s request, it seems he must have been far too occupied in regarding the most impressive network of clean wooden walls laid out upon the table between them to have actually considered what they resembled in reality.

Though the darkness closing in upon him was nigh impenetrable, and the silence of the passageways almost forbidding, there were yet redemptive measures of this place that he could easily take heart with. The lantern he held in his hand cast a warm glow upon his primly clad form, striking its contrast against his decrepid surroundings. The occasional echo of a skittering of paws reminded him that he was not entirely alone here; perhaps both a comfort and a cause for concern…? He was yet unsure.

Though the atmosphere was clammy, a cool draft ruffled the lace of his once-white cravat in the following moment, offering a welcomed supply of invigoration to his senses. It helped to remind him that a way out into the open air yet remained, (several in fact, so he’s been told), and allowed for him to observe in wry amusement that he was very much happy to be down here rather than down south in the punitive humidity of Virginia’s heat.

An entire campaign season gone past in those conditions had been fine and well enough.

Though, far more important than all that, there was the matter that he simply felt as though he were doing more good here. Offering more to the cause of humanity’s liberation from tyranny by wielding the more civic tools of a lantern in one hand and a shovel in the other, rather than those of destruction that he yet carried upon him. For in truth, though his army was to be but of a handful of men and women, his landscape but a broken web of dirtied hovels, and his deeds forever buried deep beneath the annals of history, as dark and unknown as these tunnels were to the city itself… This labyrinthine warren would be his next battlefield.

A smile lit his face brightly, only accentuated as he lifted the lantern up and closer to his face. The path ahead was revealed but for a few paces before him.

Lafayette had been, of course, the first to arrive. And so now all he had to do was wait for Connor’s… for his comrades. In truth, he was excited to meet them…

An Unexpected Journey - [@connorfuckingkenway]

A dappled sunlight shimmered across the rippling waves of the ocean, refracting reflection across their formless contours as they relentlessly cast their liquid glitter upon wettened walls of wood. The spray was fresh, the scent of the sea stimulating the senses as each round beat as a drum against the face of these docks. Thinking upon it, it was certainly another matter entirely to listen to the melody of the wild waters while one himself was safely on land, merely playing observer to the tune. This was rather to one being forced to play the part in her composition; the life of a bustling deck, a rocking hull and the perpetual turmoil of the Nature’s harshest mistress had never been for him.

Hence, he mused, a particular reason as to why he was glad to be here now. Standing at the utmost end of one of the shorter walkways of Boston’s harbor, brilliant blue coattails fluttering in the gusty winds, looking out across the motley collection of ships that had anchored there in recent days past and very much not upon one himself. Not since all of two days ago, at the very least. For today was the 29th April, of the year 1780; and this was significant to the Marquis for multiple reasons.

The first was that, at last, he had finally arrived back upon American soil after a long year spent in France lobbying the plight of the colonial struggle to the ears of… less invested individuals within the government of Versailles. He had returned both successful in his endeavors and in time for the approaching campaign season, full to the brim with vitality and passion made only impatient and restless in the absence of military action.

The other reasons? Ah, well he mulled upon these as he waited. It was only the first that was important for now, the first that was ‘common knowledge’ to the Bostonians who had welcomed him with their heartening cheers and fanfare just yesterday. The excitement and chatter concerning his recent return to this side of the Atlantic had by now simmered, to the point where he could at last find a spare moment alone out here. A gloved hand flexing its fingers idly against the beautifully crafted hilt of his sword, a trail of burgundy fabric wavering across his right hip, a soft wind agitating the white hairs of his wig…

Waiting for nobody, clearly; and yet somebody, obviously.

There was much to do, and the Marquis could only hope that 'he’ was in the area, had heard of his return (he must have, surely? Boston had certainly made it no secret), and would choose to come find him out here. He could afford to wait but one half hour more, or else surely venture alone…

          Allison Lewis | Subject 15 | Assassin's Creed
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  • Il Lupo says:
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  • Il Lupo says:
  • *I don't know
  • *Must be something about the delicious way that sweat is dripping down his face
  • Lamberto says:
  • *I've got a meal in my pants--wait that's not related anymore
  • Ezio says:
  • *don't mind if I do~
  • Il Lupo says:
  • *--Hey, I'm not picky
  • Lamberto says:
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  • Ezio says:
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  • Ezio says:
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  • * Il Lupo has left the conversation.

Edward walked on the beaches of Nassau. With the tide coming close to the shore and back out at sea. Edward headed towards his ship. He had a worried face on and was to concern about the news he just heard. Somewhere close was a convoy with riches and gold. Stuff that makes his mind blow. Edward was always plundering ships to get supplies and because he was just good at it. His ship the Jackdaw made people fear of it. The black flag flew high in the sky showing that he was a pirate. Edward walked off the beach and onto the docks.