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Help it's gotten to the point where I'm googling Gaelic. Or Gaelige as it's known by the Irish. Because surely he'd know some right? If he maintains his accent despite being born in New York, surely....
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At the end of the game when Shay's done what he set out to do, there's this weird tension between him and Punchy because he figures she'll be going back to Portugal.
The conversation keeps lingering on the tip of his tongue but he doesn't know how to broach the subject.
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Hold up, they both have a scar over their right eyes, right?
Shay got his the night he left the Brotherhood. So what if Punchy got hers the day of the earthquake so they both received their scars on days that changed their lives forever... Days which are also directly connected.
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When she pulls her mask down and tugs her hat off after another successful day of Something Or Other, and Shay is watching her meticulously disrobe one layer at a time.
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What if she approached him one day without her mask up and he's like "idk you" and she has to pull up her mask to cover her nose and mouth and then he's like "oh it's u"
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Skipping very far ahead but it's where my brain worms are at but
Watching the northern lights 2gether wehhhh. I don't think Punchy would even know what they are. Did anybody know what they were in the 1700s??? Or did they just happen and people went "idk what that is but neat"
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The good thing about falling face first into all this, is that Punchy will actually have to use swords, since Shay is basically a walking arsenal for a regular dude in the 1700s. Which means I can finally have her do cool weapon shit.
Maybe I'll make the tag right fucking now because I just thought of the best fucking name for one that's so so so relevant
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