ᅠᅠ "It's what we've resorted to calling them. I guess you could also call them something else." °•He shrugs, letting a low grumble escape him while his body relaxes a little into the pillows•° "I just don't like 'em, they're nothing but trouble, most of them." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "There you go, let's place your clothes by the fire so they also dry up." °•And back to the livingroom they go, Mafioso plopping himself right down on the couch with an exasperated sigh•° "Pesky, some of those survivors. I'll tell you 💢" ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "You can change in my room, i don't think anyone is in there right now." *He's motioning for her to follow him, walking then to a room that honestly looked way too overkill for the sitation on this island. But this whole mansion of sorts was overkill, so...•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Alright, i'll be right with you." °•He disappeared back into the foyer and then completely out of sight if Isaac had looked after him, only coming back several minutes later with a couple different suits•° "Wouldn't know which one would fit you best, so." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "We'll figure something out." °•He's beckoning Isaac inside, walking past the foyer as if it was nothing and taking her along to the livingroom where the fireplace still burnt•° "Here. You can sit on the couch wet, i don't care. It'll dry again anyways, it's just water." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Ah, ehhh..." °•He does a little 'so-so' hand gesture while shrugging•° "I'm sure they wouldn't be pleased if i started singing at the top of my lungs again, but the walls are well isolated so you don't have to be quiet as a mouse." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•The don did however take his coat off, hanging it up before Elliot clung to him a little, it made him chuckle•° "What's the matter, pizza boy? Ain't nobody gonna bite." °•He wasn't gonna explore much of the house really, just taking Elliot along to the livingroom, checking for anyone•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "To be fair they didn't hurt you the other time either. Well, except for that initial hit." 💧 °•He pushed the door open, then closed it behind Elliot. The inside looked probably way out of place. Way too lavish for this whole fiasco they're in•° "Make yourself at home." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Depends entirely on your size, but i'm sure that either i or the boys have some spare uniforms or suits laying about." °•He's being taken along, the mafioso whistling a tune while they wander back out of the forest and towards a rather lavish place•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Not really, it's just, do i say i wasn't serious and let you go, or do i show leadership and keep you there, and i guess you could see my decision that time." °•They're soon arriving at a- well, almost a mansion of sorts, it definitely looked like a luxurious holiday cabin honestly•° [+]

ᅠ "More than just 'a place' i'd say, and way better than those cabins, too." °•He chuckled at her seeming assumptions she could squeeze into wherever the mafioso stayed. But he'd be right•° "The boys are all asleep, and a talking partner would be nice. I can't sleep." [+]

ᅠᅠ "You say that as if i don't know. It gives a massive advantage, too." °•Interesting, he didn't think it was like that amongst the survivors but, then again he had little concern for how they lived•° [+]

ᅠᅠ °•His constant sneaking about is a blessing and a curse. On one hand he usually doesn't get spotted, on the other he saw her, decided for once to be kind, and got splashed with water. His feathers puff up a little as a response, and he clears his throat•° [+]

ᅠᅠ °•Completely forgot to walk, eh? Jesus christ Fiorenzo, how bad are you falling for some pizza delivery boy•° "Can't a man admire someone?" °•A deep laugh escapes him, finally guiding Elliot along at a somewhat brisk pace•° [+]

ᅠᅠ "Sorry, sorry, it's second nature." 💧 °•His lips curl into a polite smile, he glances down at Elliot. Can't help it really•° "And you're free to leave at any time, y'know." °•A laugh, he sounds a bit like a dick but he is moreso nervous•° [+]

ᅠᅠ "Ah please, it's no issue. I kept busy. I've got plenty to do." °•He offers out his arm for Elliot to hold onto•° "Can i take you along? On your own accord, this time." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•He makes a bit of a face, but shrugs•° Well, the original offer was for after you made breakfast so, i stuck around figuring you'd come around soon. °•He pauses, not wanting to admit he didn't wanna go home 'empty handed'•° I guess i just didn't look at the time while waiting. ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Force of habit. And, i've been around for a bit. Waiting for you to take me up on my offer." °•He seems. As unbothered as ever•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Always will, amore mio." °•What is it with this guy and pet names. Also where did he COME from•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ SIGNED THE LETTER, "ALLLLL YOURS, BABOOSHKA, BABOOSHKA, BABOOSHKA, YA YA" °•Back on his bullshit•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Y'know i could always help him if he just asked me- °•Grumble grumble, hey atleast he is relatively quiet now•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Yyyyesss- i'll quiet down untill then. Pinky promise, pizza boy ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ You should have a sip, it'd make ya muuuuch more relaxeeeed,,, ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Ya just ain't got the 'vibeeee', pizza boy ᅠᅠ

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ᅠᅠ Awe come awwwn, it's juuust a bita singin ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•<-Having the time of his life. Two bottles of wine is too much•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ TOUCHING MEEEEE, TOUCHING YOUUUUU, SWEET CAROLINE!~ °•Bro he is NOT sober•° ᅠᅠ

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡,

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ᅠᅠ "Atta girl." °•Shaking his head, somehow he finds it a little funny leaning into the clichee hollywood mafia role•° "Wouldn't expect any less of you." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "Woulda been worse of i didn't find ya right away." °•Ahem, slight slip of the accent. He's covering his mouth, rolling his eyes to himself•° "You didn't hear that." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "That's nothing you need to thank me for. It's only natural." °•He offers a hand as she gets up, then wanders down the docks back to their property, if you could call it that•° "You know i noticed you missing right away, i couldn't just not know where you were." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•A warm smile made its way onto his face for a few seconds, but this is enough being mushy, he stands still next to her again, smoothing out his coat•° "So, are you gonna come inside for food or stay here a little longer?" ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "You better not be dying any time soon, missy." °•His voice carried a hint of seriousness, he eventually got back on his feet, pacing around a small part of the dock•° "Especially not out here. I'll get us back there at some point. That's a promise." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "I honestly can't recall if you did. Back in the city the empire i managed was so huge with so many people thanking me." °•He takes off her cap, rubbing his knuckles across her hair•° "But your actions speak more than a thousand thanks, Connie." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "You dare steal me the honors of buying pizza for my boys?" °•He acts significantly offended, hand to the chest and everything before he laughs. Noone around that he needs to keep a face up for, he can be kind to his found family•° [+]

ᅠᅠ "You think i don't miss it?" °•He chuckles and shakes his head•° "Not just the city, but also my birthplace. I get your struggle, Connie. But ey, atleast you've got us. We're all always here." °•He focuses the horizon•° "One day we'll find a way back." ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•He allowed himself to return her smile, taking the invitation to sit down next to her•° "The others are a bit to groggy to have noticed you missing yet. I give them 15 minutes." °•A snicker, watching the red hues of the sun illuminating the sea•° "You miss the city a lot?" ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ "A lot less organized crime, i assume. More criminals caught for fleeting mistakes." °•A chuckle came from behind her, from the very man who didn't eat untill he'd made sure all his henchmen had, to make sure they were fed before he dared touch the food•° [+]

ᅠᅠ °•He gives her a smile, hoping it'd ease the mood atleast to some degree. His hands eventually cup one of hers, holding it close to his chest•° "In my eyes, as i said, you have nothing to prove. But it's the one thing we do around here so, if you feel ready to, you can help." [+]

ᅠᅠ You got ripped out of your every day life and chucked into a world where suddenly, you see your don again, but survival is just a game to some entity. I don't think you have anything you need to prove, you're still adjusting. But... [+]

ᅠᅠ Astrid... °•A slight desperation to his voice, he took a step closer but he didn't dare touch her. Only tilting his head•° You have the same right. What happened? Is it about the ohter day, about Noli? Or did i do something wrong? [+]

ᅠᅠ Astrid, look at me. °•His voice was demanding, with a hint of concern and care•° You know the others hang out in my room. A lot. Just not you, recently. Why? ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ You've been avoiding me. °•Gee, straight to the point huh•° ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ Astrid, come here, subito ᅠᅠ

ᅠᅠ °•The don couldn't help but get a little flustered himself, although it was much less visible. More so manifested in the form of a chuckle that almost seemed standoffish•° "A date, huh?" °•His index comes to rest under Elliot's chin, /really/ looking at him•° [+]

ᅠᅠ °•The sword is eventually put back into its sheath. He could draw it quick if he had to anyways, but he seems surprisingly fine just. Not chasing Elliot down right now. Thinking for a while about the request•° "That'd be difficult, without sending one fo the boys to warn you first." [+]

ᅠᅠ °•He rubbed his wrist, the one of the hand holding the sword obviously. Listening to Elliot's rant. He had a point, of course he did. That wasn't because Mafioso didn't think about that though-•° "I simply didn't think they'd see it as an option." [+]