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[betrayedblade]

[From the white walls and sterile atmosphere, even if a bit out of order and damaged due to the current events, the location is clearly the hospital. Giovanni is on the floor, a bit bloody and a lot irritated from the looks of it. There is also something else: he looks a whole lot younger than a man of 40 years. A whole lot younger.]

Che diavolo? Che cosa è successo--ugh--dove sono? Maledizione. Odio questo...

[He looks around at his surroundings.]

Principe? Dove sei? Io non ho voglia di giocare qualsiasi gioco di oggi, bambino.

Merda, questo non è buono.

Non ho tempo per questo!

[He starts to leave angrily when he notices the device. He almost leaves it behind but at the last moment seems to decide otherwise and picks it up.]

Qualunque cosa tu sia, amico mio, forse sarai utile. In caso contrario, posso sempre sbarazzarsi più tardi.

Ora, dove vado da qui?

[He walks off and the communicator times out in his hand. Ten minutes later he clicks it back on and stares directly into it.]

What the fuck is going on?



[[What the hell? What happened--ugh--where am I? God damn it. I hate this...

Prince? Where are you? I am not keen to play any game today, child.

Shit, this isn't good.

I don't have time for this!

Whatever you are, my friend, perhaps you are useful. Otherwise, I can always get rid of it later.

Now, where do I go from here?]]

Comments

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Not many do, especially where I'm from. I actually prefer it that way.

Who are you, anyway? [ Because that remark earlier was pretty familiar...or at least the tone of it. ]

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

Mmm. [He plays that game back home, though for a different reason.]

That's none of your business.

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

[ You're giving him some serious dejavu waves, man. But...eh, he'll leave it be for now. :| ]

Whatever you say. If you're new here, you might want to tread with caution. There's a few beasts outside that'll only be happy to see you dead.

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

I'll be fine.

That face |3!!!

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

Whatever you say. Looks like one of them already got to you, though.

kekeke

[betrayedblade.livejournal.com]

[He swipes a hasty hand across one of the bloody spots on his cloak.]

I woke up like that. It's nothing.

X3

[crystal-eyed.livejournal.com]

If you say so.