If for Gian

4th captain of the CR: 5, Giulio di Bondone ~Closed RP blog affiliated with red-stringed~

[icecreambloodhound]

Saccharine [Noire & Giulio]

Giulio sighed as he stepped out of the meeting room. He’d been in there for a good couple of hours, quiet as he listened to the leaders of Prava’s mafia argue back and forth.

He’d remained mostly silent. Why he was required to attend had been beyond him. Sure, he was supposed to act as mouthpiece to the CR:5, which was a fairly poor decision considering that he hardly ever spoke unless spoken to, but most of their discussion ranged from their rackets (further demonstrating how poor the decision to send him had been, since Giulio had no rackets to begin with) to hushed discussions amongst the elders over the foolishness of the CR:5 for recruiting such a ‘youngster’ for a captain.

Irritating, but with enough repetition of his mantra ‘This is for Gian, you’re doing this for Gian’, he managed to brainwash himself into surviving the meeting without slaughtering anyone.

At last, he was free for a couple of hours. There would inevitably be another meeting, but he’d cross that bridge when he got to it.

He exited Hotel Mariposa, mentally reciting a list of things he needed to do.

First, he probably needed to call headquarters back in Daivan to report his status. And then he’d have to acquire some weaponry, just in ca—

He stopped dead in his tracks, the smell of sugar pervading his senses and drowning out all other thoughts. As if on queue, his stomach let out an unearthly rumble, and his feet automatically moved him towards the source of the smell.

Ooh, a bake sale.

He was certainly out of place amongst the abundance of girls touting colourful pastries which were obviously made for and targeted at their gender, but it’s not like he cared. He was hungry. There were sweets. That’s all he needed to know.

He approached one of the girls holding a platter of cupcakes and tapped her shoulder.

"Um… Is it alright?…" He enquired, pointing at the colourful piece of confectionary.

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Sightseeing [Open]

[cielo-drago]

{ ❇ } Byakuran heard that rather sarcastic remark the other had voiced over a vacation. It seemed the other didn’t want to believe it was a vacation, and instead a working trip. Did that mean the other liked his job? Well, in America there were probably people who enjoyed their jobs. He didn’t question it.

"Giu-chan,I asked you first!" Byakuran responded, with a slight teasing tone and a pout on his features. Did the other not have any opinions perhaps? Well, if he did enjoy his job like he assumed, then perhaps that was the case. With another teasing grin, he let out a huff before continuing.

"I don’t mind Italian~" he said back with a shrug and a smile. Though he paused a bit before speaking, a slightly thoughtful look crossed his features. It seemed so far the other came from America on business, finished the business, then is now going sight-seeing. He probably likes his job, and doesn’t like being called Giu-chan.

What a strange character.

"Hey Giu-chan, Have you finished your business already?" Byakuran asked, giving the other a slight questioning look.

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Again with that nickname. It was bizzare, to say the least? Oh well, at least he got permission to eat Italian. Truthfully, he wasn’t looking forward to the food so much as he was looking forward to the dessert. The thought made his mouth water a little.

"Um... Not, really..." He'd just gotten here, but according to Bernardo, they were supposed to contact him, and not the other way around. So far no news. He didn't even know who he was supposed to be looking out for. "I'm currently waiting for directions..."

Until he received any further informations, he supposed he was on standby.

"... What does Signor Gesso do for a living?" Giulio couldn't help but be slightly curious about the enigma that was his tour guide. He gave the other a once over and found himself wondering about what the other could possibly be working as. He found his gaze steadily drawn towards the three triangles located beneath his eyes.

Did that tattoo have anything to do with his occupation?

Perhaps he was just over thinking it.

Still, no harm in asking.

Giulio tentatively raised a hand and pointed at the three markings beneath Byakuran's eyes, tilting his head slightly to convey the question he wanted to ask.

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((Short Hiatus!))

((Uwww, I'll be overseas for the Chinese New Year holidays and since I'm not too sure whether or not there'll be wifi at the place we're staying, I've put Giulio on a short hiatus. Gomen! So far I believe I only owe Byakuran a reply and a starter to Noire, which I'll try to finish before I leave in a few hours(I'm sorryyy ;;). I'll be back on the 4th of February so see you guys then!!))

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Day 6

Day 6: What's their favourite book?

My personal headcanon is that although Giulio reads a lot of books, they're mostly non-fiction/informative pieces rather than actual story books due to being raised in a strict household. to prevent him from rebelling much, his reading material was restricted and censured.

After breaking free from his grandpa's control though, he began reading more fictional books, though mostly classics, as it's sometimes necessary in order to have conversation topics.

His favourite fiction book? Probably Lord of the Flies.

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Sightseeing [Open]

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The bloonde watched the other trying to find or give a reason as to why he was asking that question. He watched the other being very hesitant. It could be that the other isn’t really good when it comes to talking. He smiled at the scene he then saw that the other was starting to trail off.

He chuckled softly “Enjoying yourself, Giuliocchi?” he smiled “Don’t be hesitant to start dragging me around in here if you see something very interesting. After all, we did come here to enjoy ourselves.”

‘He’s so adorable… It’s too bad he’s not sticking around any longer…' The model thought.

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Giulio nodded a little, eyes wandering around the room. He could feel his inner child, long suppressed from the necessity of being an adult, rise from the ashes like a phoenix. His eyes took on a little twinkle as he nodded at his tour guide’s words.

"Then…" he paused, and then tugged on Kise’s hands and awkwardly led him over to an exhibit of a grotesque, prehistoric fish with multiple rows of sharp teeth. "Um… What is this?"

He turned his expectant gaze upon his tour guide.

"It is a very… majestic, creature." he supplemented, gesturing to the creature displayed upon the table.

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Day 5

Day 5: Are the comfortable speaking in front of a crowd?

He can, but he'd much rather not. His voice, to begin with, has always been really soft. He doesn't speak with power in his voice, but there is a certain weight to his words. The only reason he's able to speak in front of a crowd despite how soft his voice is is because the only crowd he's ever had to speak in front of is his subordinates, who are all terrified of him.

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Vocal dissonance [Makoto & Giulio]

Unexpectedly, his 'business trip' to Prava involved a lot of waiting around. There wasn't much to do in his hotel room. Just the occasional paper work that he'd finished in advance. He'd eaten room service for 3 days straight and subjected himself to watching stupid reality shows to pass the time. He considered staring at the wall instead of watching another mind numbingly boring episode of whatever it was that played on the TV.

But he wasn't that desperate.

... Yet.

Finally, the boredom proved too much to bear. Grabbing his coat, he decided to get lose himself in the city. Maybe hop on a bus and get off at the last station or when the bus driver's head began to turn 360 degrees.

His feet had other plans though. The only thing in the way of exercise he'd done in the past 3 days was occasionally pitching a crumbled piece of paper at the dustbin, missing, and then actually getting up to throw it into the bin. So when his feet actually began working properly again, it didn't let the chance go to waste, and that was how Giulio found himself somewhere in the city, very much lost, any mode of transportation back to his hotel.

Which wasn't necessarily bad. He was glad to be far away from the dull room that reminded him vaguely of his incarceration in Daivan's prison.

After loitering the streets of Prava for a couple of hours or so, the young man was stopped by the sensation of his stomach trying to eat it's way out of his abdomen. He patted his belly, as if warning an errant child to quieten down, until the grumbling finally fizzled off and subsided.

Normally, the lilac haired man would ignore his bodily urges until it became far too painful to bear. He usually had more important things to do, and stopping to fill his stomach could only slow him down. But while he was wholly content to fill his stomach on the gorgeous landscapes of the city, biology had other plans. With another beastly growl from the depths of his body, he supposed that a break was warranted.

Wandering into the first Cafe queue he could find, it took a while before he could finally get a seat for himself. The place was ridiculously crowded with girls and the occasional guy. The menu set on the table had the words 'Cafe Soleil' emblazoned brightly onto it's cover. Taking it into his hands, purple eyes scanned the contents of the desserts section (again, cheerily emblazoned with fancy, cursive text) with mild interest.

Having decided on something that looked vaguely delicious, he set aside the menu and flagged down a nearby waiter with a polite '... excuse me'.

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Sightseeing [Open]

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The blonde chuckled and he walked over to the people who takes the ticket and gives it too them. He raised a brow and looked at the other

"I’m just an ordinary person, Giuliocchi." He smiles. He takes the other’s hand "Let’s go in." he starts bringing him into the aquarium. "Why do you ask though?"

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Letting himself be led by the hand, Giulio followed after the blonde pensively

"No, it's, just..." He paused. His forte had never been words. Unlike Luchino, who seemed to have the gift of the gab bestowed upon him, Giulio spoke slowly, hesitantly and sparsely because he never knew quite what to say. "...It's just that... You have a... way? with people. Like a... film star? You, uh..."

He trailed off, his train of thought derailing as if the carriage had purposely jumped off the track as he passed through the gates of the aquarium.

Even without supremely keen skills of observation, one would've noticed had he accidentally walked into this structure. For one, the ceiling and floors were splashed with so many shades of blues and greens and every colour in between that Giulio had the distant feeling of stepping into another dimension.

A soothing female voice played through speakers overhead, audible enough over the shrieks of children and the chatter of adults, explaining the various exhibits and aquatic life each tank contained and the smell of water permeated strongly throughout the building.

His senses overwhelmed, Giulio could only utter one word.

"... Oh..."

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Sightseeing [Open]

[cielo-drago]

{ ❇ } Byakuran gave the other a slight questioning look as there was a pause.  The other seemed to be thinking about something, or how to answer the question that hung in the air.  Had he hit a sore spot or something? 

Lavender hues blinked, as he noticed slight movement form the other’s hand caught his eye.  Perhaps he had hit a rather sore spot.  Before he could dismiss his observation the other began to speak.  

As the other spoke back, he noticed the tone was slightly forced.  It was normal, but there was a slight tone in it that sounded strained,as if trying too hard, if that made sense.  He gave the other another grin as he finished talking.  

"Eh?  Your company sent you here? Are you sure they didn’t trick you into taking a vacation?"  Byakuran asked, giving him another grin and chuckle.  It was rather funny whenever someone got tricked, even if he wasn’t the trickster.

"Maybe you work too hard or something~"  

"Eateries?" Byakuran repeated, before tapping his chin slightly.  "Well Giu-chan~ There’s a few good places around here.  Feel like Italian food?"  He asked, before shooting the other another grin.

"The hotel has some pretty good food too~"

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Vacation. The thought alone was absolutely absurd. Giulio was practically married to his job. He wasn't stressed or anything. He enjoyed purging the streets of Daivan of GD scum. In fact, it became a borderline hobby. If Bernardo had truly somehow lost his marbles and was indeed sending him on a mandatory work leave, it had obviously backfired or was instead some sort of cruel and unusual punishment because here, in unfamiliar territory, Giulio felt more jumped up than ever.

Plus he was away from Gian. Sleeping in seperate rooms from the blonde was already distance that he wished he could hack away. Now the distance between him and his Capo was more than just a few concrete walls, but a large body of water and several thousand miles of land. If this was a vacation, it truly was a sucky one.

His mouth quirked up bitterly at the thought, eyes lighting up with a slightly ironic twinkle.

"... A vacation, huh...?" the words came out with a bit more sarcasm than he'd intended it too, but oh well.

He spared a glance at his tour guide, kind enough to give him his pick on cuisine, bowed his head gratefully and weighed his options. He didn't exactly feel like heading back the way he'd came.

"... Is having Italian okay... with you?"

He was becoming sentimental. That was bad. Despite being only 24 and at the peak of his physical ability, he vaguely wondered if sentimentality came in a package with senility and old age. Bernardo was 31, the oldest out of the five captains, and the way he dressed and fondness of the ancient certainly gave away his sentimentality. Heaven forbid that Giulio end up like him.

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Day 4

Day 4: What do they eat for breakfast?

Left to his own devices, Giulio would probably eat incredibly unhealthily. He eats a lot for someone so thin and presumably burns off the fat by going on a murderous rampage, so high energy foods can usually be found on his plate. He'd probably eat ice cream for breakfast if no one stopped him.

Of course, if Gian cooks, he'd probably clean the plate off like a hungry dog.

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Sightseeing [Open]

[cielo-drago]

{ ❇ } Seeing the other’s slight twitch to his new nickname just made him smile even more. It was always funny to see people respond to the nicknames that fell out of his mouth, especially since the albino gave them away without a second thought.

Secretly, he just liked to watch the other’s reaction. Of course he would never say something like that out loud. Though what really interested him was that the other seemed to be having his own thoughts. The way he seemed distracted slightly,as if another thing was on his mind.

The way he spoke was rather hesitant, as if he didn’t know himself. Perhaps he wasn’t a tourist then?

Hearing the other’s question, he kept the smile on his face as he spoke. ”Well~ It depends on my mood actually, Giu-chan.” The albino hummed out, as lavender hues watched the other.

"I tend to just wander around Prava, I have no real destination here after all~"

He gave the other a playful grin, before speaking again to the other.

"But Giu-chan, since you have no idea where you want to go, I guess your not a tourist, right?" He asked, before shooting him another smile. "Usually Tourists have an idea of where they wanna go~"

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Shit.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Giulio wasn't one to swear often, but fuck. How could his cover have been blown and so quickly? He blamed the unfamiliar landscape and the overwhelming distance between himself and Gian for his slip ups, but mostly he blamed Bernardo for being the one to send him to such a place.

But what's done is done. The only thing he could do now was damage control, which was not his forte because usually he was the one doing all the damaging, but that wasn't an option in this case.

He kept his face impassive throughout his minor freak out, the only thing giving away his slight panic was the irregular flexing of his fingers, as if deciding whether to go for the throat or the knife.

His cogwheels in his brain turned rapidly. If possible, he'd like to avoid a casualty so early in his trip.

"... You are correct, Signor Gesso." he answered as coolly as possible, focusing all of his power into keeping his breathing regular, his footsteps in time and his heartbeat slow. "... I am actually here on a business trip."

It wasn't a lie, he was here for business, albeit not in the conventional sense.

"I expected to be far too busy with work to have time to sight see, so I did not plan ahead."

Again, not a lie. He hadn't known the exact duration of his trip. Bernardo sure as hell didn't tell him, but it was perhaps wishful thinking that led the lilac haired young man to believe that he'd be there for just a week.

"But leaving that matter aside," Giulio attempted to side-step the matter with as much grace as possible, "Could you... recommend a few eateries?"

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Sightseeing [Open]

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Kise waited in line patiently, today sure is busy. The line was somewhat long but they weren’t far from the entrance. They’re just maybe two people away from the entrance, but behind them, there were a lot of people gathering. He looked back hearing the other’s proposal.

"Of course you can." It would be rude for him to reject the offer and it would also be rude to say that he’ll pay for it and not Giulio. Plus he’s been rejecting the other to pay him for showing around and for the ticket. Maybe the blonde was just too nice for his own good.

He blinked when two little kids came up to him calling out his name. He hushed them and kneel down, telling them to keep it down. He asked the kids what they wanted and all they wanted was just a hug from him and if he would allow them to have their pictures taken. Of course he allowed it and picked them up. Their mother who was there had her camera out and took the picture. While the picture was being taken, the kids had kissed the model on the cheek. Kise chuckled and set them down once the request was over. He waved the kids good bye then he looked at the other.

"Sorry about that Giuliocchi… I think I couldn’t disguise myself that well… but don’t you think kids are nice?" He smiled "They’re really cute!" he laughed softly.

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Relieved that he could at least return the favour, Giulio nodded gratefully. His host was truly too kind. It wouldn't do to owe too many favours especially if he was going to be here only for a while.

Giulio examined his surroundings cautiously. Civilians were milling about, carefree and completely unaware of the serial killer in their midst. Which was good. Anonymity did have it's perks. It meant that he could pass through unseen in most situation, an essential tool for an assassin such as himself. His eyes darted about, slowly memorising the entrances and exits should it ever be needed.

The sound of children brought him out of his reverie. Children?? He glanced down and saw two kids swarming around his tour guide's feet.

Ah.

They seemed rather excited. Giulio immediately assumed the blonde new them considering that they knew his name. Kise knelt down till he was at eye level with them, shushing the two children quickly and listening to their requests whispered furtively into his ear like a secret not meant to be shared.

The blonde nodded, and before he knew it, a middle-aged woman approached, camera in hand, apologetic grin plastered upon her countenance.

Giulio retreated slightly, standing a little further away from the blonde so that the woman could take pictures of her children and the young man. He tried blending into the crowd a bit. It would be troublesome if there was photographic evidence of him anywhere. Not only because it would make an arrest more likely to happen, but also because if it ever fell into his hands, Ivan was likely to break something from laughing or be slaughtered by Giulio himself in the process.

"It's not a problem..." answered Giulio as soon as the woman had left, two squealing children in tow. "... Yes, they are, um... cute."

Giulio had never been too good with children. Not even when he himself had been a child. He slightly admired the blonde for being able to attract and handle kids, or people, for that matter, so readily. Luchino possessed a similar ability, but his aura was worlds apart from the blonde's.

Still, people came to him a bit too readily, which begged the question,

"... Who exactly are you, Signor Kise?..."

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A grimace pulled at Misa’s smile, dragging it down slowly.

"That’s not polite. You should be nicer to a lady!”

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"Ah… I’,m… sorry Signora…" murmured Giulio, succumbing to the manners that have been drilled into him ever since he were a boy.

"I did not mean any disrespect, I just--"

Once again, the intensity of her stare cut into him like a sharpened knife and Giulio found himself awkwardly backing away.

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Day 3

Day 3: Do they match their Zodiac sign?

Giulio fits the negative traits of an Aquarius more than he does the positive traits. He's stubborn(he held onto his crush on Gian for more than 10 years for heaven's sake), unemotional, aloof, and though it doesn't show very often, he can be sarcastic.

The only negative trait that he really doesn't fit is rebellious. He's really very obedient to the ones he deem worthy (Gian).

As for positive traits, he is definitely clever, or at least book smart. He knows more than the rest of the CR:5 about certain subjects.

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((Apologies!!))

((Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! I'm sorry, I came home a little late today and I'm really tired, so I don't think I'll be able to churn out any replies for tonight Orz I'll probably get to all the things I owe people tomorrow and just upload the 3rd day of the 30 days meme tonight. Again, I'm really sorry!!

Just to keep track, I owe replies to Byakuran, Kise and Misa and I owe a starter to Makoto.

Once again, I'm really sorry!! Orz))

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Day 2

Day 2: What is your character's birthday? Giulio's was born on February 15th

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Sightseeing [Open]

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"Ah, Giuliocchi!" He pulled the other back and apologized to the guard. He looked back at the other "Come on, we need to buy a ticket first silly." he chuckled and brought him over to the ticket booth "I’m guessing this is the first time you came to one."

"Also, I’ll buy your ticket so you don’t have to pull your wallet out okay? This is just a welcoming gift from me!" he grabbed his wallet and pulled out a credit card out then hands it to the person behind the ticket booth. He asks for two tickets and then in return he got both the tickets and his card back. Placing his card back in his wallet he looks at the other "Now we can go in."

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It was really embarrassing, because he’d never really bought much for himself. Firstly, Giulio didn’t really want many things, and if he did want things, they usually weren't corporeal (i.e. Gian, warmth, Gian), and if he did, on some off chance, need some material goods, he’d just take it. It sort of came part and parcel with being the heir of an esteemed mafia family. He was practically ‘rolling in dough’, so if it was something that truly needed to be paid for, he’d just leave his name and they’d charge it to the Bondone family.

Irresponsible, but accountancy wasn’t his biggest problem when his only job involved murdering lots of people in the shortest amount of time possible. He’d leave the fretting over digits to Bernardo.

Still, he felt sort of bad for having his tour guide, who he was already imposing on, pay for him. But there was little he could do when the blonde had already purchased them, and he had the feeling that if he tried to offer money, he’d just get turned down again.

“Thank you.” He said, accepting the ticket gratefully. “… After this, would you care to accompany me to lunch?... I will be paying, of course…”

It’s the least he could do. He turned his attention from the blonde to the entrance of the aquarium.

As expected, the place was crowded with families, screaming children and lots of tourists.

His expression betrayed nothing, but he finally understood the true meaning of ‘fish out of water’.