#caiostarter

[bloodygiovanni]

@xfortunax location: mojo dojo casa house notes: I took too long on their event thread so here's something fresh

Some pressure and a lot of effort, then here it was. The first of many. "What do you think?" Giovanni asked as he welcomed the other into the entrance hall of the estate, blown up in three times perspective, the true likeness of Fortuna had been etched in beautiful marble in the pose that Caio had been made to hold for over a day. "If you don't like it we can trash it and I'll commission another one." He wanted another dozen or so to start, at least that many anyways.

[bloodygiovanni]

@xfortunax​ location: Ballroom, Pluto’s Homecoming notes: do we have a thread? yes. did I want to give u another? also yes. respond at your leisure kiss kiss

A room full of horned up blood bags all dressed to impress and it went without question that Caio was still the most gorgeous at the estate. Giovanni was sure that Isabella or anyone who knew him would call him some sappy, lovestruck fool but admittedly the Venus couldn’t deny what he felt for the other. It had been said before that the vampire’s life was nearly full, practically complete - his insatiable lust for life and immortality had afforded him everything he could have ever wanted. Nearly, anything. Without Caio his bed remained empty but it wasn’t what happened in the night that he missed, but the mornings. Nonsensical half-asleep conversations while the world was still quiet, when anything felt possible. Maybe a few centuries in Elysia was nothing to Fortuna, but it was half of Giovanni’s lifetime. 

“If memory serves you were always light on your feet.” Giovanni remarked as he took the other’s hand and led the avariel to the dance floor. Apparently there was a rave happening in the basement but the estate had good sound proofing because even his vampiric senses couldn’t hear it. There was just the strings, the violins and violas. Cellos and upright bassists. A harpsichordist with a piano accompaniment, the nocturnal creatures had gone all out for the affair. Roman statues pumped fresh blood and dribbled from their palms and their mouths, the eyes in some cases. One was very clearly a carving of Fortuna. Giovanni gestured with his chin towards that one in particular, “That doesn’t bother you, does it?” Giovanni asked, smile fixed across his features as one hand remained folded in Caio’s while the other rest easily at Fortuna’s waist. 

[bloodygiovanni]

@xfortunax​ location: temple of portunus  notes: fors fortuna

Keeping a low profile seemed important in this city, and when all else failed it was important to have either enough money or connections to get out of trouble. His mother was a triumvir, top of the food chain as far as the senate was concerned, which meant that on a good day Giovanni could get away with most things. Something about having an award winning smile and very pinchable cheeks. Being lucky never hurt either. Today was a very big day for a very big patron of his, not physically big but the avariel did try. The Romans didn’t celebrate like they used to, but people were leaving coins and other offerings at Caio’s temple - praying to a goddess that they got all wrong. 

Naturally, Giovanni had been on holidays, he’d been on Mykonos when his sister called him to tell him the latest and greatest coming out of Rome. Making the pilgrimage back to this city was a yearly venture, he owed it Caio as much and paying the right respects seemed a good a way as any for GIovanni to express his gratitude. Finding Fortuna was easier than it used to be, Caio had this... Presence about him now whereas the avariel had always felt so completely human before. Saddled next to the other along the fence, Gio took his place next to the demigod. A couple passed them from the Tiber and shambled up the steps towards the temple, “Fortis fortuna adiuvat,” Giovanni offered the pious, elderly pair before he gave Caio the attention that the creature was owed. “Did it hurt?” The vampire started, this one never got old. “When you fell from heaven?”