Characters: Champion Red, Etna, Franky, John Taylor, Harry Dresden, Neal Caffrey, and Linkara
Time:
Well...at least it's still autumn?
Location: Florence, Italy
Content: It's time to nab one of the most recognizable pieces of art in the history of ever. Nothing could possibly be wrong with this.
Format: Player's choice
Warnings: Naked statues
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Nella vita - chi non risica - non rosica )
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But this...this was something else completely. Somehow, between Tuesday night and Wednesday morning, he had not only jumped across the ocean, but also traveled what looked like five hundred years into the past (if their clothes were any indication and heaven help him, he did not want to think about).
So it would be no surprise that the first thing out of his mouth was, "Son of a bitch."
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Then again, that's exactly what Linkara had thought when he'd first arrived in Chicago, and that had turned out to be much more real than he liked. All he could hope was that the vampires hadn't followed them here...although those vampires had been fish people, the Doctor in Chicago obviously wasn't that far yet, and if the lack of canals here was anything to judge by, this wasn't Venice. That much, at least, was a relief.
Though on the upside, Chicago hadn't changed his clothes, which was actually weirder than just about anything else. At least he still had his magic gun and - he reached up - his hat. Whoever was in charge of this had a weird sense of humor. "Well, either this is the most accurate Renaissance festival I've ever seen," he remarked flatly, "or we're being jerked around again."
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