[libertyischaos]

Ashes still rose from the tall building, water dripping from the beams and from the window sills. Windows had burst, furniture had been torn down, bursting apart from the seams. Police were spread all over the assassin’s house, having closed the nursery of which almost nothing was left. 

“What’s the news, officer?” The detective asked as he walked inside the crime scene, blood dragged over the ground of the hallway. “Total count of five bodies. Four adults, one infant. My guess, they were brutally murdered, then the place was set on fire to erase evidence?” The detective breathed at the officer’s words. His sight at the two corpses in the hallway, right next to each other. A tall, broad built body next to a smaller body. “Any identities known?” 

“Residence belonged to Raphael and Gabriella Violante” the officer spoke “The Cessation?” the detective noticed, eyes shooting to the somewhat taller man “That’s the one.” “The infant, their daughter?”  “So we assume. The infant was in the woman’s arms. The bodies are upstairs.. Grizzly scene.” “Who were these two?”  “Nobody knows. They had their identities on them, I sent them for research in the lab to see if they can trace identities.” “All right... Take me upstairs.”

The bedroom seemed like a butcher’s room. Blood covering what the ashes did not. “This looks personal -- gang feud?” “If that is the case..” The detective spoke, turning his gaze to the three bodies, placed before the bed with blood all around them. “Then it won’t be long until Rome is in yet another war.”

[jane-wallow]

[Jane]: We are. Everyone’s fine. [Jane]: When are you coming home?

[libertyischaos]

[Raphael]: I’m not.  [Raphael]: I need you to meet me at the mansion, can you make it here within the hour? It’s important.

[lightning-cries]

While the future already had taken on its grim disguise, it now looked entirely dreadful. Fear lingered on inside her veins, merged with the sweet blood rushing through her body, her mind electrified by worry and concern for her family’s well being. She’d heard the steps, her name hanging in the air after cutting through the ubiquitous silence prevailing inside the warm home’s rooms. Two exhales, and her lungs filled with an audible breath widening nostrils as she straightened her position in the cozy chair, with her legs pulled up to her chest. Her mask remained intact for a mere beat of a frail heart at last. She swallowed, glanced down and broke the line their eyes followed to meet one another, as a frown’s faint shadow ghosted above her features. “I’m pregnant.” A whispered confession.

[libertyischaos]

He halted in his tracks the moment he met her gaze. The instant fear something bad had happened started to arise and in this moment, the assassin felt his chest tighten. At the confession however, the man felt a wave of relief. But there was no smile on his face. Not because he wasn’t happy to hear the news they would have yet another child, but due to how she told him. His reaction surprised even himself. “No.” He spoke, rubbing his fingers against one another before he took steps towards her until he stood directly in front of her, his eyes never once leaving astray from her face. “You listen to me when I tell you that you do not get to say it like that. You do not get to be scared. Do you hear me?”

[lightning-cries]

@libertyischaos

The arms of the clock were moving relentlessly, the dak outside fell like a curtain in front of the windows. Safe and sound, silence was spread throughout the home like a balm to cure all wounds, torn open by the most recent events in the gruesome play with her sitting front row. Awaiting Raphael’s return with anxiety coiled up inside her to a tight ball of emotion and nerves hanging by thin threads. 

[libertyischaos]

It wasn’t easy with the way the daily patrols had doubled the more paranoid the president had become, but eventually Raphael made it to the safe house he had provided for his wife, child and daughter like figure. Not carrying any keys with him, he managed to sneak his way into the house through the window, the same tactics that Leone had used during his life. Closing the window behind him, he quietly searched the house until he had found her. “Gabs.” her nickname rang on his lips, a sign for her to be aware that he had arrived, while he walked towards her with hasty steps. It would always be the same reaction he would show when he hadn’t seen his wife for more than an entire day.

[libertyischaos]

@jane-wallow

(text; Jane) Are you all right? Safe? 

[lightning-cries]

( text; Raphael ) We are. Please stay safe.

[libertyischaos]

(text; Gabriella) Of course. Call me if you’re in trouble, two rings.

[pascalnorgaard-deactivated20160]

Pascal would be on both knees if not for his prosthetic leg, instead his right knee took all the weight as he bent down in search of God. With his left hand atop his cane to keep him upright, his right hand pulled out a set of prayer beads from his jacket, and head down he begun to pray. Quiet, slow whispers escaped his lips, while around him the sound of chaos, and terror on the streets, seemed to fall on deaf ears.

[libertyischaos]

Ever since he and his wife had made the hard decision to be separated for as long as there was a bounty on his head, Raphael had been uneasy. Basically, it was his wife who managed to calm him down and keep him grounded, but now he hadn’t had a proper rest for a long time. To try and find some resolution he made way to the church, the only place where peace was still a common ground for the vultures that were at de Rossi’s back and call. It was fair to say he was surprised finding Pascal there. He knew the man was the religious sort, such as himself, but it was a coincidence they were in the same church at that. Taking out the old worn rosary beads from his pocket, he seated himself two benches behind Pascal, allowing him to finish his prayers. He needed an empty mind first before he would even dare to pray.

[lightning-cries]

   @libertyischaos

( text; Raphael ) We may have a problem and should talk. When are you back?

[libertyischaos]

(text; Gabriella)I’ll come when it’s dark. Are you and Amanda safe?

[ofcessationroyalty-deactivated2]

Katerina was glad that he was understanding. In a way, she thought some would be displeased with her final decisions. But the Cessations were running out of options. And they didn’t have enough time to make more options. “You have connections with the Revelations and you’re just now telling me?”

[libertyischaos]

“I need to have some ways to surprise you in our long lasting relationship, don’t I?” Raphael smiled, a playful wink slightly scrunching his nose before he saluted her, his fist above his heart before he would step away. “I’ll go contact my person. I’ll text you with the information. I suggest a meeting in the city, in a restaurant, bring along a few of our recruits as lookouts for the soldiers. Any preferences for the location?”

[libertyischaos]

Secured Call - Clemence

[mortexdolce]

Her: Got it.

[libertyischaos]

007: Bring five soldiers, undercover. We’ll do the same.

- line disconnects - 

[luuuuuke-evans]

[libertyischaos]

Secured Call - Clemence

[mortexdolce]

Her: He’ll be there. What time?

[libertyischaos]

007: Two in the afternoon. I’ll send you the coordinations later.

[libertyischaos]

Secured Call - Clemence

[mortexdolce]

Her: Yes?

[libertyischaos]

007: It is time.

[libertyischaos]

Secured Call - Clemence

- phone ringing - 

[natasha-schoemann-blog]

“I’m fine.”

[libertyischaos]

A smile was what he offered as reply, obviously having seen through the convenient lie she spout for him. Placing his hand on her back, he gently motioned her to follow him, away from the crowd of the many recruits buzzing about. “I had an important question for you, if you don’t mind me stealing your time?”

[ofcessationroyalty-deactivated2]

“You’re going to hate me for this.” Katerina said, putting her hands behind her back. “We’re too weak for this. Our numbers has decreased through the reign of Ricardo. Recruiting is difficult knowing that the Crusaders are taking more of the civilians. And the Revs, just as vulnerable as we are.” Taking her hand up to her face, she rubbed her temples. “The Cessations can’t fight Ricardo’s army alone. I suggest we find Amando, or anyone close to him to form a temporary alliance.”

[libertyischaos]

He seemed less distraught over the mention of an alliance as one might have expected him to. He had already done the math, they didn’t have enough manpower to take down the president together so the only way to collect the right amount was to start an alliance with another group -- since the Crusaders worked on their nerves more than the Revelations, he already had the idea she would want to contact Ricci. Luckily for her, he knew just the person. “I can come into contact with someone who can arrange a meeting for you. Somewhere soldiers won’t get suspicious.”

[libertyischaos]

@natasha-brandt

“I understand Luca is with your relatives. Are you okay?”