@Fraust
Okay, do you want to start or do you want me to?
Okay, do you want to start or do you want me to?
Viktorya sprinted from the store, a new, stolen knife tucked away in her coat sleeve. She looked up and relized how closed she was to the person infront of her, and not enough time for her to stop. She ended up bashing into him
Scipio stumbled and fell over backwards onto the cobbled street, hitting his head on the stones. He groaned, rubbing his head as he looked up to see what or who had knocked him over. There was a girl he had never seen before. "Er, hello?" He said awkwardly, unsure how to react.
(Scipio is probably wearing his mask btw. He's edgy like that. Also, do you know where this is set?)
(Somewhere in California)
Viky groaned in displeasure and dragged him into the alleyway that was beside them, narrow and dark. She held his mouth as she watched the police officers run by, "Just stay quiet" she pleaded.
He knew this lesson well and simply watched the officers pass, remaining silent. He looked over at the girl before removing the mask, holding it loosely in his hand as the men ran by with their whistles and such.
Viky watched him remove his mask and sighed, "Didn't think I'd find another one of me here" letting him stand up
"Un altro ladro?" He asked quietly. "Er, sorry. Ignore that. What do you mean, another one of you?' He still had a rather Italian accent to his English speech, but he seemed to be fluent in both languages.
"Criminal?" she asked, brushing some of her hair out of her face.
"You could say that." Scipio looked out of the alley again as though making sure they were alone before glancing back at the mask in his hand.
(Gtg for fireworks and such. Idk when I'll be back)
(Okie. I'll be waiting)
(HELLO I HAVE RETURNED)
(HELLO)
(I AM READY TO CONTINUE)
"You could say that." Scipio looked out of the alley again as though making sure they were alone before glancing back at the mask in his hand.
"Thank the lord I thought I was dragging a random innocent into an alleyway and then I'd be exposed"
"Well, I'm likely random to you, but I'm certainly not an innocent. One must steal to survive when they're not old enough to get their own housing or occupation." He said bitterly, placing the mask back on his face.
"You get it" she replied, stunned
"Of course I do." He said quietly. "I left my home for that reason. I needed to find a purpose, and I'm sick of being treated like a mere child simply because I'm not eighteen years of age." He said something in Italian that was likely a swear. "I'm never going back. My father was a fool; a fool who never appreciated me. 'Be quiet, Scipio.', 'Remember your place, Scipio.', 'I am the parent, you are the child'. He thought I had no potential. I was just some silly boy with unreachable dreams, and he tried to chase them away. But I fled instead." Why am I telling her all this?! Because you trust her. She knows what it's like.
"Yeah, I watched my parents get murdered, so I guess I don't know that problem" she replied, pushing her hair back
Scipio nodded, hesitating before holding his hand out to Viktorya. "Scipio Massimo; pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"You ride moter?" she asked
"Motor?" Scipio asked, confused. "I mostly travel by foot. It is quieter, più difficile da tracciare."
"Motercycle" she replied
"Ah. Will the civilians notice?" He glanced out of the alley again.
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