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betrayedblade[The post starts with a twirling view of the sky, the ground, the sky again, the ground again, etc as the device bounces on the pavement. It just so happens to land mostly on its side, slightly tilting upwards as it leans against some debris behind it. The shot is perfect for catching a white-hooded man standing with a drawn sword in the distance. His robes are stained with black scuff marks and lots and lots of red blood.
Something has taken a beating, but it looks like it dealt out as much as it received. The Italian drops his form a second later and stands perfectly still, sword tip resting on the ground lazily. His body language depicts he doesn't seem to care about anything right now.
Indeed when he turns towards the communicator a minute later his expression is utterly blank. Its an eerie calm and cold expression with no emotion. Even his eyes reflect a dead golden hue. He walks calmly towards the device, his hand barely holding onto a sword many know he normally takes very good care of but now its practically being dragged across the ground in his limp grip.
He bends down and calmly picks up the communicator, and without even a second glance simply turns it off.]
[[Giovanni has hit rock bottom emotionally. He appears utterly calm and cold, dead even. But in reality he's insane from grief. Provoke him and he will snap. He's somewhere near the big baddie for any up for a commentlog. :3]]
Something has taken a beating, but it looks like it dealt out as much as it received. The Italian drops his form a second later and stands perfectly still, sword tip resting on the ground lazily. His body language depicts he doesn't seem to care about anything right now.
Indeed when he turns towards the communicator a minute later his expression is utterly blank. Its an eerie calm and cold expression with no emotion. Even his eyes reflect a dead golden hue. He walks calmly towards the device, his hand barely holding onto a sword many know he normally takes very good care of but now its practically being dragged across the ground in his limp grip.
He bends down and calmly picks up the communicator, and without even a second glance simply turns it off.]
[[Giovanni has hit rock bottom emotionally. He appears utterly calm and cold, dead even. But in reality he's insane from grief. Provoke him and he will snap. He's somewhere near the big baddie for any up for a commentlog. :3]]
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Date: 2010-07-19 10:05 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2010-07-19 10:25 pm (UTC)Very well.
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Date: 2010-07-20 02:15 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2010-07-20 03:09 am (UTC)[commentlog!]
Date: 2010-07-20 03:24 am (UTC)At the very least, he'll make an interesting plaything.]
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Date: 2010-07-20 03:58 am (UTC)Giovanni peered around as he approached from another building, not quite near but not too far away. He spotted Kadaj and watched for a moment. He was here for the creature, not the boy. But...]
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Date: 2010-07-20 05:36 am (UTC)You made it!
[His voice was as warm as someone welcoming family home after a long time away. The look in his eyes, though, was blank. He threw himself in the air and landed right next to him.]
Let's just end this place for good. Right now.
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Date: 2010-07-20 06:40 am (UTC)What do you mean?
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Date: 2010-07-20 11:30 am (UTC)I mean to make it all go away. All the sadness and stupidity. All the foolish panicking over the same things. No more waiting for just things to happen! Once this city is gone, we can go to a new, better city! It's so much better than this stupid place.
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Date: 2010-07-22 03:26 am (UTC)He frowned at Kadaj in thought and then finally asked after a long contemplative moment:] You mean to destroy it all? ...The people included?
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Date: 2010-07-22 04:27 am (UTC)He still owed the tool an explanation.] Everyone here. I don't want to see anything or here it any longer. Except us.
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Date: 2010-07-22 04:45 am (UTC)...I cannot do that.
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Date: 2010-07-22 04:50 am (UTC)Then you will meet the same fate as them.
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Date: 2010-07-22 04:55 am (UTC)[commentlog!]
Date: 2010-07-22 05:09 am (UTC)And you can't stop me.
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Date: 2010-07-22 05:23 am (UTC)[commentlog!]
Date: 2010-07-22 02:18 pm (UTC)[commentlog!]
Date: 2010-07-23 05:44 am (UTC)[By now, he has his hand on the hilt of his sword.]
But you don't have to do this, giovane.
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Date: 2010-07-23 05:48 am (UTC)If you get in my way, I will.
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Date: 2010-07-24 04:35 am (UTC)[Without warning, Souba is out and pointed at Giovanni. He doesn't move to attack though.]
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