Tag: Jacob Frye

George: The iron ships from here. The Templar running things is Rupert Ferris, and our target one. Target two is Sir David Brewster, who’s got his hands on a bauble that could ruin us in this wretched war.

George: Oh, right, my mistake. Ladies and gentlemen, the unstoppable Frye twins; see them nightly at Covent Garden!

Evie: George, honestly, I’ve studied the plans of the laboratory and have every route covered.

Jacob: I’ll extend your regards to Ferris.

Evie: Chat later, George, we’ve a train to catch.

Happy birthday (to me and) Jacob and Evie Frye!

Abberline: I thank you for your help in collecting these bounties. I am impressed with all you have accomplished. And I wish you luck with your future endeavors.

Assassin’s Creed Syndicate was released 2 years ago today.

Agnes: Ah, ya bastard. I’d rather throw me’sel to the tracks, than to run Bertha another mile fer that doaty bawbag.

Jacob: Kaylock? He’s left the station.

Agnes: Well! Hallo, fancy pants! And who might you two be?

Evie: I’m Evie Frye and this is my brother, Jacob Frye.

Agnes: Pleased to meet ye. I’m Agnes MacBean.

Jacob: A delight.

Agnes: I thought I was gettin’ a promotion. I suppose I’m out of work now.

Evie: Come work for us instead.

Agnes: Awa an bile yer heid (away and boil you head)! You pay better than scraps?

Jacob: I’m sure we can at least manage that.

Lady and locomotive, at your service. I’ll be in the next car.

Darwin: Well, look who’s here!

Evie: We were very worried about you, sir.

Jacob: You’re looking spry for a fossil, sir.

Darwin: A man’s friends are the best measure of his worth. I’m proud to count you among mine.

Evie: The danger’s passed, there’s no need to leave, sir.

Nightingale: What Mr. Darwin needs now is rest. To that end, he is joining his family on the Isle of Wight.

Darwin: Rest? Indeed! I shall start work on my next book!

Nightingale: I must insist that you recuperate quietly, sir.

Darwin: The acquisition of knowledge is in itself sufficiently recuperative. Go, tell her.

Jacob: This is one fight I aim to avoid, sir.

Darwin: Thank you for everything, my friends. Ideas, like people, can only thrive when they are free.

Happy birthday Charles Darwin!
☼ 12 February 1809 
† 19 April 1882