Fulvio materializes. “I’m sorry. I overestimated her. I should have never brought her before you in the first place.”
He puts his phone back in his pocket "In any war information is the strongest of weapons. They know my name but not my face. I'll have to be more careful when I watch things unfold." He shakes his head "You are too trusting sometimes my friend."
“He knows your name but not your face. He knows my face but not my name. It might still be possible to pull this off.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Someone is absentmindedly walking around the streets of the city, not paying much attention to where they are going. He has short, messy dark hair and soft blue eyes, with an olive skin tone, and a small scar on his lip. He wears dark grays and inconspicuous clothes, but seems to be on the wealthier side. He wears two ruby earrings as well as a silver bracelet on his left hand. He is mostly preoccupied with an old looking leather journal, which he is writing something in with a dark Goose feather quill. Or well, the quill is writing itself somehow. He’s trying to read what it’s writing but the quill keeps moving to block whatever it’s writing from him. It’s writing in Latin.
Don Lucci approaches them holding a coffee and a strawberry jam donut "Hello stranger.".
He looks up, still holding the book open in one hand as the quill writes.
Fulvio materializes. “I’m sorry. I overestimated her. I should have never brought her before you in the first place.”
He puts his phone back in his pocket "In any war information is the strongest of weapons. They know my name but not my face. I'll have to be more careful when I watch things unfold." He shakes his head "You are too trusting sometimes my friend."
“He knows your name but not your face. He knows my face but not my name. It might still be possible to pull this off.”
"Ah. We could still make it seem like you are me." He begins to walk out "Like I've said I trust your judgement, and please dispose of the body."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Someone is absentmindedly walking around the streets of the city, not paying much attention to where they are going. He has short, messy dark hair and soft blue eyes, with an olive skin tone, and a small scar on his lip. He wears dark grays and inconspicuous clothes, but seems to be on the wealthier side. He wears two ruby earrings as well as a silver bracelet on his left hand. He is mostly preoccupied with an old looking leather journal, which he is writing something in with a dark Goose feather quill. Or well, the quill is writing itself somehow. He’s trying to read what it’s writing but the quill keeps moving to block whatever it’s writing from him. It’s writing in Latin.
Don Lucci approaches them holding a coffee and a strawberry jam donut "Hello stranger.".
He looks up, still holding the book open in one hand as the quill writes.
”Hmm? Oh, uh, hello?”
"You seem like an intellectual, do you enjoy coffee?" He says watching the writing perfectly.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Someone is absentmindedly walking around the streets of the city, not paying much attention to where they are going. He has short, messy dark hair and soft blue eyes, with an olive skin tone, and a small scar on his lip. He wears dark grays and inconspicuous clothes, but seems to be on the wealthier side. He wears two ruby earrings as well as a silver bracelet on his left hand. He is mostly preoccupied with an old looking leather journal, which he is writing something in with a dark Goose feather quill. Or well, the quill is writing itself somehow. He’s trying to read what it’s writing but the quill keeps moving to block whatever it’s writing from him. It’s writing in Latin.
Don Lucci approaches them holding a coffee and a strawberry jam donut "Hello stranger.".
He looks up, still holding the book open in one hand as the quill writes.
”Hmm? Oh, uh, hello?”
"You seem like an intellectual, do you enjoy coffee?" He says watching the writing perfectly.
Fulvio materializes. “I’m sorry. I overestimated her. I should have never brought her before you in the first place.”
He puts his phone back in his pocket "In any war information is the strongest of weapons. They know my name but not my face. I'll have to be more careful when I watch things unfold." He shakes his head "You are too trusting sometimes my friend."
“He knows your name but not your face. He knows my face but not my name. It might still be possible to pull this off.”
"Ah. We could still make it seem like you are me." He begins to walk out "Like I've said I trust your judgement, and please dispose of the body."
“Of course.” Fulvio retrieves a garbage bag, rags, and disinfectant and sets to work.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Fulvio materializes. “I’m sorry. I overestimated her. I should have never brought her before you in the first place.”
He puts his phone back in his pocket "In any war information is the strongest of weapons. They know my name but not my face. I'll have to be more careful when I watch things unfold." He shakes his head "You are too trusting sometimes my friend."
“He knows your name but not your face. He knows my face but not my name. It might still be possible to pull this off.”
"Ah. We could still make it seem like you are me." He begins to walk out "Like I've said I trust your judgement, and please dispose of the body."
“Of course.” Fulvio retrieves a garbage bag, rags, and disinfectant and sets to work.
Lucci leaves, his umbrella on his shoulder, still full of rage.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
*btw he’s like 5 feet tall, he is short*
Lucci reads the writing "You are probably a stand user, am I correct?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
*btw he’s like 5 feet tall, he is short*
Lucci reads the writing "You are probably a stand user, am I correct?"
The writing details a frog making a daring escape from the fish, then going on to catch a fly before then hiding under a log from a cat.
”uh, yes, I am. The quill can write about anything I ask it to, like if I want it to narrate the events of some chess championship halfway across the world whole it’s happening. Or in this case, what’s happening with the frog.”
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
*btw he’s like 5 feet tall, he is short*
Lucci reads the writing "You are probably a stand user, am I correct?"
The writing details a frog making a daring escape from the fish, then going on to catch a fly before then hiding under a log from a cat.
”uh, yes, I am. The quill can write about anything I ask it to, like if I want it to narrate the events of some chess championship halfway across the world whole it’s happening. Or in this case, what’s happening with the frog.”
"Interesting. Have you heard of Vampires or perhaps Pillar-men?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
*btw he’s like 5 feet tall, he is short*
Lucci reads the writing "You are probably a stand user, am I correct?"
The writing details a frog making a daring escape from the fish, then going on to catch a fly before then hiding under a log from a cat.
”uh, yes, I am. The quill can write about anything I ask it to, like if I want it to narrate the events of some chess championship halfway across the world whole it’s happening. Or in this case, what’s happening with the frog.”
"Interesting. Have you heard of Vampires or perhaps Pillar-men?"
“He knows your name but not your face. He knows my face but not my name. It might still be possible to pull this off.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He looks up, still holding the book open in one hand as the quill writes.
”Hmm? Oh, uh, hello?”
"Ah. We could still make it seem like you are me." He begins to walk out "Like I've said I trust your judgement, and please dispose of the body."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"You seem like an intellectual, do you enjoy coffee?" He says watching the writing perfectly.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Uhm, yes? I do. Who are you?”
“Of course.” Fulvio retrieves a garbage bag, rags, and disinfectant and sets to work.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Names don't matter in a place like this unless we are talking business. I am simply a traveler like the rest. What are you writing there?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Lucci leaves, his umbrella on his shoulder, still full of rage.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“There is a frog I saw two hours ago that was getting dangerously close to a very large fish, and I decided to start recording the interaction between the two.”
"In Latin? Would it be okay if I read it?" *He is an old vamp and knows Latin perfectly.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Oh, uhm, sure. I write most things in Latin because most people aren’t fluent in it. It was my third language.”
*btw he’s like 5 feet tall, he is short*
Lucci reads the writing "You are probably a stand user, am I correct?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The writing details a frog making a daring escape from the fish, then going on to catch a fly before then hiding under a log from a cat.
”uh, yes, I am. The quill can write about anything I ask it to, like if I want it to narrate the events of some chess championship halfway across the world whole it’s happening. Or in this case, what’s happening with the frog.”
"Interesting. Have you heard of Vampires or perhaps Pillar-men?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Uh, vaguely?”
"Would you like to meet one?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Wait, what? Oh-alright… I guess?”
"It's yes or no." He hands him back the book.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“…okay.”
"No it is. I don't need someone telling everyone I'm a vamp." He hands him the coffee and begins to walk away with the donut.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo