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[notambidextrous]

[ there is no warning before Malik finds himself lying on the ground, head pounding, room spinning, and in an even worse mood than he'd started in. he brings his hand up to rub his temple, a small attempt at relieving the building pressure in his head, but it does little for him and he only scowls when the ache seems to get worse. when he opens his eyes, his scowl only gets worse.

he knows this place, there are subtle differences from what he remembers, but he certainly does know this place. this was not, however, the place he remembers being. he does not remember ever even having the intention to come here at any point in the near future and yet here he is. he is suspicious of everything right now, as anyone with a brain would be in a situation like this. the unfamiliar face looking back at him does nothing to help his unease. the man has plenty of features that catch his attention - features he recognizes as being eerily similar to his own and as he takes in everything around him, he can't help the slight narrowing of his eyes at this strange man.

just what in the world is going on here? ]

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[notambidextrous]

I am not claiming to be your father. I am well aware of the fact that I have no son. [ he wants one, yes, wants to have a family of his own, but does he have one? no, as far as he is aware he doesn't. and even if he did he couldn't be as old as Tazim must be. hearing that the description of Tazim's father and Malik really do seem to match us enough to make him doubt his own words, though. but there's no way-- there's really no way. if this boy has been alive for at least twenty years, that would place them at around the same age and Malik knows he couldn't have fathered a child when he was six. at six years old he was busy wandering from place to place taking care of Kadar and trying to find Masyaf after the death of their parents. ]

[ for once in his life Malik really isn't sure what to say. none of this adds up at all. Altaïr abandoning the Order, Abbas becoming Grand Master, and the possibility of Malik somehow having a son... What ca he say? How does he even begin to figure out what's going on. ] 

What year is it?

[ it's a strange thing to think that he could have been taken forward in time, but if the Apple can create multiples of a person and take  control of men's minds, it doesn't seem farfetched that it can do that. and no matter how strange it might be to think that he is in the future, it would explain somethings. explain somethings and reveal some other unpleasant things, that is.  because if what he's thinking is true it means the future is hardly bright and some serious problems will arise during Altaïr's time as Grand Master. and depending on the answer, he may just kill Altaïr himself for getting him into this mess when it's all over.]

[hisfatherseyes]

And yet you claim his name as your own. [ There was something strange, and suspicious going on here- though what it was, he still did not understand. Could not put his finger upon what the answer to this bizarre puzzle was.

Malik Al-Sayf was hardly a common name- it was his own, a name he shared with his father. His father who had known Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad, and walked at his side as his right hand man. As this man claimed to be. Clearly he was delusional, or-

Or something he did not understand was at work here. ]

1246. [ The response was dry, and even, but his eyes were sharp upon the other. Studying for the tiniest of responses- looking for even the slightest responses. Anything that might have provided further evidence to solve this puzzle. ] Will you ask me what season it is next? I should hope that would be obvious enough, even to you.

[notambidextrous]

Watch your tongue, boy, and think before you speak. If the answer were so obvious, I would not have asked the question.

[ he's getting more and more irritated by the second. the year 1246 is nearly fifty years in the future for Malik and he's starting to get the feeling that he really is right. Altaïr must have done something with the Apple to cause this. there's no way Malik could have possibly skipped ahead so far in the future under normal circumstances and if he had lived those fifty years between the year he knows and this one, he is certain he would remember it. ]

Less than an hour ago the year was 1195. Altaïr was still Grand Master and the only Malik Al-Sayf I am familiar with, still very much alive. [ and if Malik is right, he is going to see to it that Altaïr does not get to live very much longer. of all the stupid things he's ever done, of all the ways he pisses Malik off even now, this is the worst. he could very well be in the future and he has no idea how to fix this. ]

If you wish to help make sense of this situation, stop thinking of things that should be obvious.