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Post by Ruby(Leona) Zenatti on Oct 3, 2009 15:12:47 GMT 10
Ruby leant back against the wall staring at the streeting paraids of jugglars andcircus fraks going through the town, raising one bored hand to her chin and opened her mouth to give a small yawn, one of the clowns dind't really like that snatching Rubys hand and pulling her. There was no way Ruby was going to place along with a circus act, her foot set firmly on the ground she puled her hand back and tilted her chin up with signs of belonging to a higher class then this dressed up fool."release me jester!" she ordered the person who stared at her as if to beg she went along with the act,s he shook her hand free and stepped back, the clown gave in and kept moving along the streets where people corwded by the edge and watch. she looked at her hand and noticed the one ring she had put on today was gone,"that...." she felt anger grow in her stumach bubbling as a dark ora flew around her. how dare he, she thought tempted to run after the batasrd who had stolen from her!
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Post by Pietro Vittorio Soldati on Oct 3, 2009 16:46:25 GMT 10
Pietro was looking for Ruby. The girl was one of the unique cases in the Soldati Clan. Not Soldati, but not outsider. A complicated affair that needed to be rectified (and soon!). Pietro sighed and ran his hand through his dark hair as he continued walking. He saw her struggling against a man in a jester uniform and raised his eyebrow. This did not please him. What fool attacked someone under Soldati protection? The man broke away and Pietro started towards Ruby again only to see something glint in the idiot's hands. He sighed.
A thief.
"Stop!" He commanded in Italian the thief as the man tried to barrel past him only to be clotheslined by Pietro's arm. "That was no very polite."
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Post by Ruby(Leona) Zenatti on Oct 3, 2009 16:51:41 GMT 10
"Stop!"
her head tilted to the deep italian voice which demanded that jestur fool to stop where he was, she saw him attempt to break away, Ruby was no fool any man was was going to get out of there way in attempt to help her had some business to be here and to help...want peraphs? whatever it was she had no interest, he could keep the tinket for all Ruby cared, she ust didn't appichate from being stolen from!
. "That was no very polite."
she watched the man grip onto the clown, Ruby took it as a cue best she took no notice as to what had happneed between the two and turned herself back into the crowds of people where it was safest to be where no one could touch her without people seeing and having eye witness to here were a bouts and whom was around her.
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Post by Pietro Vittorio Soldati on Oct 3, 2009 17:08:03 GMT 10
Pietro took the ring from the man and kicked him in the stomach. "Never steal from a Soldati little bastardo." Pietro growled before clearly dismissing the man to move after Ruby...who had vanished. Pietro sighed. His work was never easy, but oh well. He had a mission from the elders and he would fulfill it.
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Post by Ruby(Leona) Zenatti on Oct 3, 2009 17:13:15 GMT 10
"Move" Ruby ordered simply as two people had started to fight on the side of the road and a crowd was appearing aournd that the circus forgotten, she dind't wantot be envolved and the aummount of people was beginning to get hard to push through, she took a quick exsit and turned down towards more deserted streets, she hoped she had shook off whoever that man had been and hoped he enjoyed the little ring, probley worth a futune, she dind't care. taking a sat by the side of a water fountain she sighed outloud and rubbed her carf which was rather swore after pulling a muscel while pushing through people.
"god damn Leona your so weak" she muttered not feeling so happy anymore.
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Post by Pietro Vittorio Soldati on Oct 3, 2009 17:47:17 GMT 10
Pietro caught glimpses of Ruby's blonde hair and continued after her. He had to find her. It was his mission. And find her he did, sitting on a fountain. "Ah! You must be Ruby Zenatti! The elders sent me. I am Pietro Soldati of the Nyx branch. I have come to take you to England." He spoke in rapid Italian and gave a flourish of a bow to her.
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Post by Ruby(Leona) Zenatti on Oct 3, 2009 17:52:13 GMT 10
"Ah! You must be Ruby Zenatti! The elders sent me. I am Pietro Soldati of the Nyx branch. I have come to take you to England."
her eyes stared down at the boots of a man and her shoulders tense, come on Ruby! Leona thought quickly meeting the eyes at the man for a moment shy before they covered in a harsh glazy look back her shoulders traightened as she lowered her leg back down before standing.
"I do not wish to go back yet Pietro" she answered calmly back with a tilt of her head politely. "What bussiness do i have to remain in England currently? none, i shall stay and do as i please untill I want to return she knew better then to talk like this to a Soldati, but she had never rwally feared any of them. she knew her place and yet she almost aimed to speck as if she were above them and had right o do as she pleased.
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Post by Pietro Vittorio Soldati on Oct 6, 2009 17:34:25 GMT 10
Pietro sighed shaking his head. "I do not believe that you understand Little Miss Zenatti. The elders have commanded this to be done. Even you cannot defy their will. To even consider such a thing would be treasonous. I am merely trying to be helpful. Now, in all seriousness. Easy or hard?" He had no problem throwing her over his shoulder if she refused. He had done it before to bigger ( and most likely stronger) targets before. This girl would be no different. His easy smile said that.
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Post by Ruby(Leona) Zenatti on Oct 6, 2009 17:40:47 GMT 10
"I do not believe that you understand Little Miss Zenatti. The elders have commanded this to be done. Even you cannot defy their will. To even consider such a thing would be treasonous. I am merely trying to be helpful. Now, in all seriousness. Easy or hard?"
Ruby frowned why did she have to go back what business was it to the elders that she remained permanity in london these where her birth ground she should have right to walk them if she wanted t.
"am i not intitled to a holiday to my old home?" she asked frowning, the house in which the first man who brought her was here, the man was dead now but it was one of the few places she remembered well, when all the nightmares had first set in forming her new life style.
"Why am i being demanded to return under such ergancy what harm do i do standing on these streets?" she contiued staring at him strongely in the eyes, all men her enemy, but she feared none.
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