[ in progress]
Title: Just a Bad Penny
Characters: Noki & Giovanni [ For now? Maybe Family members can join later, aka Haine and Bishop]
Location: Art Room
Rating: Max PG-13, mostly for violent ideas
Summary: Giovanni wants to talk to his little baby sister.
Day/Time: Day 52/Lunch
It was almost lunch as Giovanni made his way into the art room. It was mostly unoccupied, but a few random patients filled the room. He walked in, hands in pocket and looking as sharp as ever. He was slightly annoyed by the fact Noki had arrived, but he had gotten over that rather quickly. She had always been an asset to him, not to mention his little sister. Memories of harder times started to come back to him, but he wasn't affected that much. He remembered at the age of twelve that he had learned about his twin sisters through a slip of a few files. By the time he was fourteen, almost fifteen, he had "rescued" them from the clutches of their biological mother.
He went to the supply closet, pulling out some crayons and paper. He wanted to keep Noki calm as he discussed things with her, not to mention staff members would think it was just family bonding, and nothing more (though to them this was normal family bonding). He sat down at a table and orderly placed a piece of paper in front of a seat he planned for Noki to sit in. Between he placed the crayons, knowing soon enough his little sister would mess them up. It didn't matter, he had more important things on his mind. So he waited for his sister to arrive. Patiently, so it looked like on the outside.
Characters: Noki & Giovanni [ For now? Maybe Family members can join later, aka Haine and Bishop]
Location: Art Room
Rating: Max PG-13, mostly for violent ideas
Summary: Giovanni wants to talk to his little baby sister.
Day/Time: Day 52/Lunch
It was almost lunch as Giovanni made his way into the art room. It was mostly unoccupied, but a few random patients filled the room. He walked in, hands in pocket and looking as sharp as ever. He was slightly annoyed by the fact Noki had arrived, but he had gotten over that rather quickly. She had always been an asset to him, not to mention his little sister. Memories of harder times started to come back to him, but he wasn't affected that much. He remembered at the age of twelve that he had learned about his twin sisters through a slip of a few files. By the time he was fourteen, almost fifteen, he had "rescued" them from the clutches of their biological mother.
He went to the supply closet, pulling out some crayons and paper. He wanted to keep Noki calm as he discussed things with her, not to mention staff members would think it was just family bonding, and nothing more (though to them this was normal family bonding). He sat down at a table and orderly placed a piece of paper in front of a seat he planned for Noki to sit in. Between he placed the crayons, knowing soon enough his little sister would mess them up. It didn't matter, he had more important things on his mind. So he waited for his sister to arrive. Patiently, so it looked like on the outside.