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Post by Jacob Pierce on Jan 12, 2016 2:55:46 GMT 2
An express delivery of a mystery package So eager to heed any advice Jacob said, it could be said it was a dangerous thing, to listen to a stranger when it came to surviving in the crime world, but in all honesty, Jacob didn’t really care if his companion listened to him or not, he was just sharing his own experiences in this life, and that included a lot of backstab and nasty surprises. In the end, Jacob could tell the man how many stories and advice he wanted and as in much detail, but nothing taught survival better than hard earned experience, and that’s exactly what they both just gained: experience in what to expect from the Bianchi family as allies. He honestly didn’t want to know how they treated their enemies. But now that he thought about it, he already had a pretty good idea. There was a brief silence after Jacob was done handing out advice to the newbie, enough time for them to arrive at the mansion. He parked the car quickly, not bothering to go all the way to the mansion’s parking lot, the Bianchi had an army of staff to do that, he just wanted to get to the front door fast. The man, Alessandro apparently, suddenly asked for Jacob’s name. He tilted his head curiously, thinking how to best answer that question. “Nice to meet you Alessandro.” His American accent really made the man’s name sound odd, but that was not his problem. “I don’t make a habit of sharing my name, to be honest, nothing personal, just like to make it harder if someone wants to find me” He actually thought Alessandro was pretty okay, a rarity among the Bianchi. “You can call me… Mask? Bunny? Birdy? I don’t know, whatever strikes your fancy.” He had so many nicknames, maybe he should write then down to keep track. He exited the car shortly after, time for the moment of truth, Alessandro could show what he was made of, make a proper report, start to make his name known among the family, show what he was capable of. Yeah right, it wasn’t that big of a deal, but the man needed to know how to do these things, and Jacob wanted to watch him do it for the first time, for science. “Ready for that report?” He asked his companion as he made his way towards the mansion’s entrance, a smirk hidden behind the mask. Who knows, maybe they would be lucky and there was no one around to report to, and then they could forget it later… nah, Alessandro wouldn’t forget, probably wanted to prove he could do his job properly too much for that.
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Post by Alessandro Dega on Jan 15, 2016 1:16:23 GMT 2
ALESSANDRO DEGA "Say fuck it before we kick the bucket" Alessandro nodded towards the greeting though he grew confused when he did not mentioned his own and explained. His reason seemed... understandable and maybe someday he would trust him enough to give him his name though Alessandro's mind was still confused. Bunny? Who the hell called him Bunny? Strange he thought but shook it off once again and went along with Mask instead. "I'll go with Mask then." He answered, staring forward still out of the windscreen.
Once the car had seemed to come to a stop, Alessandro gazed over to Mask with a nervous stare now that he brought up the report that he almost forgot about. "Erm- I think so." He answered, closing his eyes briefly as he took in another longing inhale, slowly exhaling from his mouth. Breath, Sandro. Breath he told himself and then pulled on the handle of the car door, letting himself out.
Wandering up to the entrance of the Bianchi manor, Sandro turned before he opened the door and stared over at Mask once he was near. "You're coming in with me? Right?" He questioned curiously, maybe some moral support would be useful for his nerves, even if he didn't have to say anything but maybe some 'eye signals' could help his confidence if he was doing something wrong or right... for future purposes of course.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Jan 16, 2016 4:46:38 GMT 2
An express delivery of a mystery package It was appreciated the way Alessandro did not question the fact Jacob didn’t share his name, points for him. It was little things like that that were accumulating and made his opinion on the man grow. Who knew, perhaps he would grow to enjoy the other’s company, very unlikely, but he wished most Bianchi were as easy to get along with. As it was, more often than not Jacob got the short end of the stick as far as meeting the decent people went, there was Valeria, but he only talked to her twice, and she was just a civilian who knew too much, he could do with someone on his side who was also capable to take care of himself, even if Alessandro wasn’t very experienced, that could be fixed, after all. Alessandro chose to call him Mask, it was a fitting nickname that most people used, if not very original. But then again, not everyone was like Max, who gave people a hundred and one nicknames to everyone he met. Jacob just nodded at the choice. The man seemed nervous once Jacob brought up the impending report, causing Jacob’s smirk to widen, amused by his reaction. He watched as Alessandro went ahead, following in a slower pace, since the newbie was the one who was supposed to go and do his job. He didn’t expected him to turn around and ask if Jacob would come with him, the light chuckle that escaped him was impossible to hold back, it reminded him of a child on their first day of school. “Yes? Unless you want me to go. I would totally understand if you rather do it by yourself.” Jacob was well aware Alessandro would prefer the moral support from Jacob, or whatever it was the man expected from him. Lucky for him, Jacob was having too much fun watching him struggle to do a simple task, and had no intention of leaving, even if Alessandro told him to. He looked expectantly to what the man would reply, ready to keep following him inside the mansion.
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Post by Alessandro Dega on Jan 25, 2016 19:28:07 GMT 2
ALESSANDRO DEGA "Say fuck it before we kick the bucket" Alessandro eyed the masked man suspiciously from where he stood outside the foot of the manor door. It was quite hard to tell this man's intentions when he could not see emotion; his face constantly covered up but Alessandro saw this as another test even if it wasn't. To see if you can trust a man who's face you cannot see and only relying on their voice.
Alessandro was starting to regret asking for him to join him, now that instincts were finally and properly coming to him but rather than showing this change, Alessandro rolled with what he said beforehand. "Not at all." Alessandro answered in a murmured, turning back to the door as he began to make his way inside, those inside instantly looking to check who it was but relieved when it was Bianchi members. And after peeking his way in through the door, the younger man began to make his way down towards one of the offices where he had came from in the morning for the job in the first place.
Coming to it, Alessandro knocked gently with the edges of his knuckles only to here a booming voice instructing him to come inside. Alessandro took in a deep breath but opened the door and began to make his way inside, leaving it open for Mask whilst he approached the long desk that he and a few others sat at. "Did the job go successfully?" The man had asked, eyeing the pair of them from where they stood. Alessandro had swallowed thickly and spoke up. It felt as if no words were going to come out, but he just about managed. "Y-Yes... though they opened the package sooner than antispiated, sir." The young man had answered, hands behind him and his face forward presentably.
The man looked questionably at Alessandro, scowling. "What?" He hissed lowly and went on. "What do you mean they opened it up earlier?" He questioned yet Alessandro spoke up. "Once we had gotten in the car, they opened the package... and well. Everything happened. We managed to drive off from the scene." He stated as calmly as possible, refusing to break his gaze from the man to even look at Mask somewhere beside him. "I see..." The man had murmured, rubbing his face with his hand to thought though he seemed to be brushing it off... which was surprisingly to Alessandro, especially after he witnessed the full thing. Did they even care? Probably not by the looks of it.
"No matter. You both did good today. You will get your payment soon enough and I'll be expecting some jobs coming up. Now leave." He instructed, gesturing the back of his hand to shoo them away from his sight. Alessandro had stared for a moment but his brain kicked in and told his legs to move, and so they did. With that, Alessandro made his way back to the door and back into the hallways, ushering himself away from the office and stopping in the main hall where the entrance of the manor was. He stopped and awaited for Mask, his eyes following the details of it until he spoke. "How did I do?" He asked, his voice trailing as if he wasn't so sure. It felt so brief, so quick... like it really was nothing to be worried about even after all he had witnessed. This was strange but atleast he got that part out of the way.
Who knew what else Alessandro could be in store for in the future and may it will take his states; physically, mentally and emotionally.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Jan 27, 2016 20:22:24 GMT 2
An express delivery of a mystery package It was like Alessandro suddenly remembered he just met Jacob, and that it wasn’t really wise to go trusting any strangers, even if they were supposedly on the same side. He met the man’s suspicious stare head on, tilting his head slightly, wondering what Alessandro would do. Nothing changed, and the man just agreed to go. Jacob followed closely behind, the mansion had a few people lounging around, who looked up almost as soon as they entered, before resuming whatever they were doing. What did they expect? Enigma to come knocking? At any case, Jacob and Alessandro just ignored those people, and in turn , they were ignored as they made their way to the same office they had used to get the instructions for the job. They soon arrived in front of a closed wooden door, and his companion knocked shortly, and soon enough, a deep voice told them to enter, Alessandro took the lead, entering the room before Jacob. Inside there was a long desk with a few people, and he was honestly surprised by that, perhaps the mission was a bit more important that he first expected, if all this people were interested in hearing about it. As expected, one of the men asked about the mission, and Jacob crossed his arms and let Alessandro explain, looking in disinterest for all intents and purposes. He could see why it would be intimidating for someone not used by all the power plays and how much of a dick people who paid you could be, so he couldn’t fault Alessandro for hesitating before speaking. For a moment Jacob thought the Bianchi would be really mad when it was explained the package was opened before its time, and he was about to interfere and say it wasn’t their fault, and even stepped forward, but Alessandro explained further, and even kept his cool while doing so, which was a bonus. It was enough to calm their employer down, clearly he wasn’t much satisfied with how things played out, but it was enough, thankfully. They were dismissed soon after, and Jacob exited the room as silently as he had entered, he would count this mission as a win, though, he noticed the man failed to mention they didn’t stay to see if the woman survived, but she probably wouldn’t for very long, blood loos wasn’t something to laugh at, and he doubted she had a way to seek for help. “You did fine, even managed to avoid a scolding when you said things didn’t go as expected.” He nodded with a satisfied tone of voice, tapping Alessandro lightly on the shoulder. “Mission successful, I’d say, and now, I’m off.” He got to see what he wanted, there was no reason to stay any longer, he shot a look towards Alessandro and raised his hand in a small wave. “It was nice to meet you Alessandro.” He shot him a smile the man couldn’t see, but his vice was light and friendly. And with that, he left the Bianchi Mansion.
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Post by Alessandro Dega on Feb 1, 2016 19:54:30 GMT 2
ALESSANDRO DEGA "Say fuck it before we kick the bucket" A small smile had touched the corners of Alessandro's face as Mask seemed to be pleased with how the man had handled the situation; he was relieved himself. Offering a small nod with gratefulness, Alessandro then stuffed his hands into his pockets, keeping his hood down as they stood within the large hall. Alessandro's gaze wandered over the mask that he wore, once again, staring at the details while he listened to him speak.
Seeing that he was beginning to make his way off now, Alessandro nodded, feeling it was the right time to separate until another date, giving himself the chance to recoil his thoughts together and process everything, to learn to live with situations that would occur just like the rest and learn to become part of the family. Understand their ways. "Thank you... and well- thank you again for your help." He thanked and as much as he knew it was more 'forced' since they were put together, Alessandro was glad he got Mask in comparision to who he could of had instead.
Letting Mask leave, Alessandro took a step back and nodded with acknowledgement, allowing some way for the man to go. "You too, Mask. Arrivederci." He said in farewell, watching as he made his way off and out the mansion as intended. Alessandro on the other hand, turned and went to wander around the manor and explore, maybe go out into the garden. All he wanted to do was just walk and think, process and regain his courage and determination. He knew he had it deep down, it just needed time being brought out... so he could become part of the family.
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