Dusk was a good time of day for a man like Prosciutto to be walking around. Less people on the streets for him to run into. He preferred that brand of quiet...only the occasional sound of doves and passing autos to break the silence. He approached the church that was to be their meeting place and took in a breath. Nariko's protige...had it really come to this? Prosciutto was not a man who often waded in the murky waters of morality, but could they really fulfill the request in that leter? She was just a child, after all...
He could hear it...the familiar psychic buzz that pervaded the air around Stand users. And his eyes fell upon her...
Risotto smirked at how serious the girl was now. It was almost cute. His face went back to a more serious one as he pulled a slip of paper with a picture attached to it. He handed it to Kai.
"Now...this is your target. It should be very easy with the two of you. Details are contained on the paper," he said turning away from her now, "As for me, I'm going to go lay back down. My head is killing me. Don't bother me unless something goes horribly wrong."
Kai waited until she heard the soft click of the door close behind Risotto before she moved from where she stood. She spent some time studying the things that Risotto had given her, though she wasn't much for words or papers. Kai's method was organic -- instinctive and raw -- so she burned the man's face into her memory and trusted that her body and her Stand would know what to do.
She passed the time picking through the detritus of the house, small tokens of La Squadra members that had come and gone. The space itself was unkempt, but not terribly dirty, and Kai stepped carefully through the halls and the various rooms, looking for a place where she could rest. Eventually she came to the door that was Prosciutto's. Pressing her ear against the scarred wood of the door, she could hear the faint rustling of movement inside.
Satisfied that he was near, she slunk to the floor outside his room and waited. Every so often, she called on Sky High to play, but mostly she sat quietly, and thought, and prepared herself to clean.
He could hear it...the familiar psychic buzz that pervaded the air around Stand users. And his eyes fell upon her...
"You are Kai, correct?"
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"Now...this is your target. It should be very easy with the two of you. Details are contained on the paper," he said turning away from her now, "As for me, I'm going to go lay back down. My head is killing me. Don't bother me unless something goes horribly wrong."
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She passed the time picking through the detritus of the house, small tokens of La Squadra members that had come and gone. The space itself was unkempt, but not terribly dirty, and Kai stepped carefully through the halls and the various rooms, looking for a place where she could rest. Eventually she came to the door that was Prosciutto's. Pressing her ear against the scarred wood of the door, she could hear the faint rustling of movement inside.
Satisfied that he was near, she slunk to the floor outside his room and waited. Every so often, she called on Sky High to play, but mostly she sat quietly, and thought, and prepared herself to clean.
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