Post by Bishop Damian on Dec 21, 2015 15:50:52 GMT 2
He was halfway through his sandwich, looking intently at the cooler room, the metal door still locked with no sound coming out of it. As he bit into his sandwich he heard footsteps in the hallway next to the kitchen. He turned his head slowly, not worried one bit that someone would attempt to throw him out of the kitchen. A man appeared with a mask on his face. A gas mask. How peculiar. Bishop had heard of that man from other members of the family. He had heard that he had been somewhat of a small trouble recently to his boss, but he didn't receive any orders to make his life a living hell. He eyed the man carefully from head to toe. He was wearing weapons of course, and the matter of his visit was unknown. Maybe he came to pick up a contract, who knows. It wasn't Bishop's business anyway.<p>
Curiosity was a rather interesting flaw that could turn into a quality in some situations. Future will tell if that masked man's curiosity served him well or not. He seemed pretty keen on expressing his disgust of Bishop's manners. The man looked at the masked mercenary with a studying look before biting more into his sandwich. He could come back with a snarky response to Jacob's question, but he didn't want to do that right away. He wanted to know who he was going up against first. After chewing on his bite he looked out the window a second before looking back at Jacob. "And what if I did?" he showed his clean hands while the rest of his arms were stained in blood. He had no idea since when that man had been working for the Bianchi or how much influence he would have on him. It didn't matter. Bishop may be new in the Bianchi family but he only took orders from the highest members, unless they ordered him to take orders from someone else for a certain amount of time.<p>
He seemed so out of place in that big fancy kitchen, his clothes covered in blood, himself dressed more like a military than a person who actually lives there. He would be even more out of place if he were wearing a pair of Hawaiian shorts with flipflops on his feet. But since he was interrogating someone who might be required to get out of here alive, it might be best to not let them tell their boss his captor was wearing a strange outfit. The masked man seemed rather out of place as well, with his mask. Everyone else here seemed to pay attention to what they were wearing even when they were just trailing along the house in yoga pants. Those Bianchi with their manners, always fascinating however. It was more entertaining than living in a dumpster with ten other people who all stink and sleep in their own garbage.
Curiosity was a rather interesting flaw that could turn into a quality in some situations. Future will tell if that masked man's curiosity served him well or not. He seemed pretty keen on expressing his disgust of Bishop's manners. The man looked at the masked mercenary with a studying look before biting more into his sandwich. He could come back with a snarky response to Jacob's question, but he didn't want to do that right away. He wanted to know who he was going up against first. After chewing on his bite he looked out the window a second before looking back at Jacob. "And what if I did?" he showed his clean hands while the rest of his arms were stained in blood. He had no idea since when that man had been working for the Bianchi or how much influence he would have on him. It didn't matter. Bishop may be new in the Bianchi family but he only took orders from the highest members, unless they ordered him to take orders from someone else for a certain amount of time.<p>
He seemed so out of place in that big fancy kitchen, his clothes covered in blood, himself dressed more like a military than a person who actually lives there. He would be even more out of place if he were wearing a pair of Hawaiian shorts with flipflops on his feet. But since he was interrogating someone who might be required to get out of here alive, it might be best to not let them tell their boss his captor was wearing a strange outfit. The masked man seemed rather out of place as well, with his mask. Everyone else here seemed to pay attention to what they were wearing even when they were just trailing along the house in yoga pants. Those Bianchi with their manners, always fascinating however. It was more entertaining than living in a dumpster with ten other people who all stink and sleep in their own garbage.
