Enzo N. Vitelli

“When you have been within death’s grip there is nothing else left to fear but yourself.” Enzo Niccoló Vitelli is a twenty three year old vampire studying at St. Deveraux

[cedricsghost-deactivated2016101]

If you earn my friendship, you are my family and I’ll do anything for you.

[actuallyfrancesca]

"Oh, no, I was teasing you, it’s a line from a song, but I will teach you how to ride a bike if you want…"

[enzo-vitelli]

"Mannaggia! I feel like a complete idiot now but I'd absolutely love to learn if you are still willing to teach me though."

[constantineerebos]

"No actually… I can’t say I have." he admitted with a small chuckle.

[enzo-vitelli]

"Impossible! I don't believe it for one second."

"Well why don't we start with something simple like a snowball fight?" Enzo asked whilst cupping snow in his hands and patting it to form a perfect snowball.

[enzo-vitelli]

Classical Antiquity || Raina & Enzo

[enzo-vitelli]

Raina smiled in relief partly because he had actually watched that movie and so had not thought she was crazy and partly because she was happy he liked it. Her gaze followed his to the porcelain chicken trying hard not to laugh as she picked it up “Oh of course, I couldn’t leave it here! It’s just too damn gorgeous” she managed to keep a straight face until she actually had to look at the thing and then she couldn’t stop herself from laughing.

The succubus placed the porcelain item back on the counter “Actually I’m here christmas shopping for my dad, he really loves antiques so I figured this would be a good place to look for a gift” Raina held in her amusement as the thought that her father was also an antique passed through her mind, hell he was probably older than everything in here combined. 

 Enzo chuckled as she went to pick up the chicken and once more at her reaction once she’d properly seen it, “it’s stunning I’d buy it but I don’t want to deprive you of your chicken,” he said with a slight mischievous smile. As she mentioned her intentions for coming to the antique store his face lit up ever so slightly, “I’d be happy to help if you need it I’m somewhat a collector of antiques mostly watches but I’m a sucker for anything but that chicken,” he added with a light laugh. Enzo’s nervous habit of running a hand through his hair prevailed but as he did the vampire noticed a small mantle clock that was beautiful carved. “Would he like something like that?” he asked gesturing to the clock that was just behind her head.

[constantineerebos]

These pillows have feathers... || Enzotine

The two sat in a near impossible silence as they finished their homework. He had just finished an essay on Sun Tsu’s The Art of War - a book he already knew quite well. Constantine rolled over on his bed so he was now laying on his back sprawled out on the opposite end. He looked over at Enzo who appeared to be quietly working with intent. The angel was bored… but he didn’t want to disturb his lover… but he was also very very bored. He drawled out a very dramatic sigh and put an arm over his face - peeking out after a moment to see if Enzo was fazed. He put on a pout when it appeared to have brushed by him. The angel let out another painfully immature sigh, rolling over on to his stomach once again. He shoved his face into his blankets and let out a loud grumble. “Enzo I’m bored.” he stated with his voice muffled by the fabric. For a four billion year old angel he was making quite the scene, acting more like an eight year old human.

[enzo-vitelli]

Enzo was furiously trying to write his essay on the Greek Goddess Athena he’d put it off for weeks during the festive season but it was due tomorrow and he wasn’t even half way done. Unfortunately it seemed his beloved was quite intent on distracting him, not that Enzo particularly minded in fact whilst Constantine had been working the vampire had stolen more than a few glances at the angel. Enzo struggled to keep his eyes off the man and that was his problem, which wasn’t helped by the dramatic attempts to catch his attention.

Enzo was desperately trying to keep his eyes on the paper but in the end gave up he couldn’t help but chuckle as he gazed upon the angel face down into the bed. Not saying a word the vampire abandoned his essay and flopped down onto the bed beside Constantine, “you sound just like a child,” he teased. An idea sparked and Enzo leaned over to grab the pillow and biffed Constantine on the head with it a grin curving his lips, “c’mon or I might just tickle you”.

[mymadthindiary]

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"I’ll wait for you in the dark,

arms outstretched comforting lover

My bones may be falling apart,

but I’ll wait for you come the summer”

[actuallyfrancesca]

"Or maybe we could ride bikes around the halls?"

[enzo-vitelli]

"Never rode a bike before..."

"Could you teach me?" 

[constantineerebos]

"Make a snow what..?"

[enzo-vitelli]

"Are you telling me you've never made a snowman before?"

[cameronthoth]

Cameron gave an incredibly excited gasp and a bright smile to the stranger. “Hells yeah man!” he shouted enthusiastically, hopping over through the snow. “I’m Cam!”

[enzo-vitelli]

Enzo grinned at the enthusiasm rolling the small chunk of snow in his palms into a ball, "Enzo, alright Cam so we need to build the biggest snowman this school has ever seen".

[merman-yoohyun]

Me? Oh, sure! I haven’t built one in a long time though, haha!

[enzo-vitelli]

"Absolutely! Well, I'm no expert but snowmen aren't too hard to put together I'm sure we will manage it. C'mon before all the snow melts and it's spring."

[enzo-vitelli]

"Care to make a snowman with me?"

[actuallyfrancesca]

Helena smiled at how excited the other seemed to get about the art surrounding them. Looking closely at the artwork, her smiled dropped slightly. “I can’t imagine how hard it must be to be a werewolf…” She murmured, shaking her head slightly. Following the other, her eyes flickered around, glancing at all the other paintings, before turning her complete attention to what was being said to her. “Oh that’s so pretty…” She breathed, smiling once more, the artwork drawing in her whole attention, making her not want to look away.

[enzo-vitelli]

Enzo mulled over her words and was inclined to reply but from the dark paintings Alajo created being a werewolf wasn't a picnic, but then no matter who you are life is never a picnic. "Yeah, Hubert has a real talent to sculpt figures that small but... the real magic, and it's quite literally magic," he turned gesturing the small scene of faes that had been brought to life. Currently the miniature fairies were dancing to an imagined melody but as if reacting to their presence the fae began to wave, "Hubert was a warlock and he is fascinated –– maybe obsessed is a better word with fairies. So much so that rumour has it he's even married a fairy but then that's gossip". Enzo shook his head and chuckled softly, "well still in the mood for culture or have I put you off now?"

[enzo-vitelli]

Classical Antiquity || Raina & Enzo

[enzo-vitelli]

Raina entered the shop with one single mission in mind, find a christmas gift for her father. Her eyes scanned the shelves nearest to her not seeing anything of interest, she was about to keep on looking until she heard a familiar voice. Raina looked towards where the voice had come from and smiled at she saw that it was Enzo the guy she had met while at work “Hey Enzo” she said returning the wave. “Of all the antique shops, in all the towns, in all the world, you walk in to this one” she quoted with an amused smile before. “So what brings you here?” she asked although she already had a pretty good idea, it was the holiday season after all and most people that were in shops now were searching for gifts to give,

Enzo chuckled lightly at the reference she made, "well you're more likely to find me in an antique store than a gin joint nowadays," he crossed the small store and plucked the pocket watch from the cluttered shelves as he did. "I came here for gift shopping but I appear to be shopping mainly for myself, unintentionally I might add," Enzo added as he held up the watch for her to see, "I have a soft spot for watches and apparently classic romantic movies too".

He'd followed her recommendations and watched both the films whilst Enzo had never been fond of theatrical films, having never been exposed to them as a child, but they'd sparked his interest. "What brings you here? I assume it's not the porcelain chicken they have displayed on the counter," he added crimson gaze flickered to the rather hideous rooster chicken that was clumsily painted, God knows why people collected pieces that ugly.

[enzo-vitelli]

Headcanons | Collector

Enzo is and always has been a lover of art and over the years he has collected numerous paintings and sculptures by various artists old and new. Many of which have travelled here to St. Deveraux with him and adorn his dorm room but the vast majority of his collection is in Paris. But Enzo's true indulgence has always been in purchases antique oddities in particular watches.

Much of his collection was left back in his apartment in Paris but it ranges from pocket to wrist mechanical to self-winding watches he hoarded them all. But only one watch travelled with him and it is the same watch he wears daily his Swiss Vacheron Constantin wristwatch dating back to the early 1900s it's the crown of his entire collection. The only other item Enzo typically wears, and treasures, is the vintage lapis lazuli ring more than just a statement ring it serves as his ticket to stepping into sunlight without becoming a pile of ash.

[enzo-vitelli]

Classical Antiquity || Raina & Enzo

The store was a cluster of objects crammed into every nook and cranny visible a complete contrast to the other more minimalist stores in the mall but there was a certain charm to the chaos. Not only that but Enzo had discovered numerous pieces that he was fond of and was having a hard time picking one over the other. Bitterly in the end he put both the pocket watch and an Odiot inkwell he’d found back, the latter took a lot of self-convincing as the small silver and crystal inkwell was stunning. But he hadn’t come to the store to self-indulge the festive season was drawing closer in and Enzo wanted to purchase gifts that weren’t of the usual and Darling Antiques was his first choice naturally.

As he traced down the cluttered shelves trying to find inspiration at the very least and at best something he could buy in the here and now. Perhaps Enzo’s hopes had been set too high or rather he was simply looking in the wrong place for the people he wished to buy for. Silently debating whether to take the pocket watch and continue his search elsewhere the bell for the door rang and a familiar face appeared. “Hello,” Enzo called out across the small store with a casual wave and lips curved into a friendly smile he added, “Raina it’s a pleasure to meet again”.

[actuallyfrancesca]

Francesca let out a sigh of relief as the other confirmed he could help her. “Oh thank goodness, I’ve been lost for so long…” She commented with a small laugh. Falling silent for a moment, she thought about where she wanted to go. “Uh… Well why don’t you show me what you think is some of the nicest art here, so my day hasn’t been a waste?” She suggested, hoping the other wouldn’t mind doing so.

[enzo-vitelli]

Over-ruled with enthusiasm Enzo immediately held out a pale hand gesturing towards a trio of rather abstract paintings, "well perhaps not the most intricate or lavish art we have here but these were painted by a Hungarian artist called Dani Alajos. He wanted to depict the aggression and pain he felt as a werewolf," Enzo himself glanced towards the three canvases they had been painted with a heavy hand and one held a tear through the middle. A little odd for some and many walked straight past them without a second glance but Enzo found them fascinating ever more so considering he had once painted much like this. "A little further down this hallway we have some of Hubert's work he has created numerous small delicate scenes of fairies that could fit in the palm of your hand," Enzo added restraining himself from talking much more so not to overwhelm her.

[actuallyfrancesca]

Francesca spinned on her heels at the unfamiliar voice, glad that someone was there to help her. She’d been walking around the art museum for over an hour, completely lost after taking one too many wrong turns. She hadn’t meant to even be in the art museum, but after studying as much as she had, she wanted to be surrounded by culture, by history, but on her own terms, not for work. “Oh my gosh, yes! I’ve gotten so lost, I think I took a wrong turn?” She explained, rubbing the back of her neck. “I don’t suppose you could help me?” She added hopefully. It wasn’t that she disliked being there, but she did need directions.

[enzo-vitelli]

"Absolutely, helping is what I'm here for," although Enzo had to admit he still wasn't well accustomed to the layout of the museum since his arrival work hadn't been his first priority. Even when here his mind was adrift with the art or another. But today Enzo was fully committed to paying the utmost attention and executing his job in such a way that'd force his boss to smile. "Where exactly was it you were heading? Or what was it you wished to see?" Not everyone came here to admire the art but Enzo was ever hopeful.