WHO: Sam (the Magnificent! ribellarsi) and Brian (the sort of creepy! salvationdenied) WHAT: A catch up on all things Vescovo between the two players, WHERE: Outside Sam's apartment-o WHEN: Sunday, Day 68
Figured that the first time Sam would go out for anything other than work or work-related, it would be for something technically work related, which was basically sitting down with a Soldati and listening to reports for a few hours, disguised as going to lunch.
But, at least Brian was a nice guy, suckered into this life by family or by force, who knows and if decided to have some sort of personality transplant, Sam knew how to deal with assholes. Smiling and nodding was basically second nature every second he lived this lie, so it wouldn't be much of a hassle, as tiring as it was.
He threw his bag over his shoulder as he opened the door, battling with the multitude of locks attached before stepping out into the bright, Italian sun. He nodded at Brian, shifting his bag on his shoulder.
Brian grins, a bit broader, and nods, hands in pockets. He sees the bag, and then lifts his hands out as the man locks up.
"I'm the one traveling light today, huh?"
His attitude is a quite easy going, in truth, in comparison to the way he acts around other members of the Vescovo household (namely a blond with an affinity for manicured nails).
"Where do? Hungry or do you just want to grab some drinks?" Brian, his skin turner darker in the sun even as they speak (blame the half Italian genes), turns to look at Sam, trying to make him feel more comfortable. At ease.
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But, at least Brian was a nice guy, suckered into this life by family or by force, who knows and if decided to have some sort of personality transplant, Sam knew how to deal with assholes. Smiling and nodding was basically second nature every second he lived this lie, so it wouldn't be much of a hassle, as tiring as it was.
He threw his bag over his shoulder as he opened the door, battling with the multitude of locks attached before stepping out into the bright, Italian sun. He nodded at Brian, shifting his bag on his shoulder.
"Ready to go?"
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"I'm the one traveling light today, huh?"
His attitude is a quite easy going, in truth, in comparison to the way he acts around other members of the Vescovo household (namely a blond with an affinity for manicured nails).
"Where do? Hungry or do you just want to grab some drinks?" Brian, his skin turner darker in the sun even as they speak (blame the half Italian genes), turns to look at Sam, trying to make him feel more comfortable. At ease.
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