Corpius
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- Posted: Tue, 08 Jan 2013 23:47:22 +0000
░░▌┋ THE OCELLO BOSS
TRY NOT TO MISTAKE WHAT YOU HAVE WITH WHAT YOU HATE
xxxxIT COULD LEAVE, IT COULD LEAVE, COME THE MORNING
xxxxxxxxxx❝ ✘xxxCarmine xV.x Ocello ❞
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TRY NOT TO MISTAKE WHAT YOU HAVE WITH WHAT YOU HATE
xxxxIT COULD LEAVE, IT COULD LEAVE, COME THE MORNING
xxxxxxxxxx❝ ✘xxxCarmine xV.x Ocello ❞
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AND IF THE SUN SHOULD LIFT ME UP
WOULD YOU COME BACK? C'MON!
Carmine watched through narrowed eyes as Luciano bid goodbye to the taller Russian, and nearly fell into his lap in the process, grabbing his arm to stop himself and getting lost in the Russian’s eyes in the process, or something. Surely Luciano realized just who it was they had locked in their basement? In just a few days time he and the loud Russian could be expected to try kill each other- they were enemies already, it was just the Russians who didn’t know it.
He grabbed the other Italian by the shoulder before he could bump into him as well, giving him an appraising look before leaning down to whisper in his ear, “Why didn’t you just ask for his number too, while you were at it?” in soft Italian so the others wouldn’t hear. It was just dry sarcasm, he didn’t really sound angry. Anyone looking at Luciano could see just how strongly the vodka had affected him.
“I’m drunk. If I do something dumb, I’m sorry. And for getting drunk I am sorry. I wasn’t professional or anything of that sort tonight." Luciano couldn’t even look him in the eyes as he apologized, muttering in Italian, and it just made Carmine want to tease him more.
“Pfffft,” He couldn’t help but laugh, either. He wasn’t concerned for their safety, not at Dare. The owner wouldn’t let anyone cause problems in his bar- they were as safe here as they could be outside of the Ocello mansion. “I didn’t say you couldn’t drink, so it’s fine. Don’t look so worried about me firing you, this was play not work.” The other’s seriousness was endearing. Was it bad he was starting to trust the other man just a little bit now? Probably, since Carmine knew it was still only loyalty stemming from fear of violent punishment, and therefore not loyalty at all. Physical intimidation worked well for Domani, but it wasn’t really Carmine’s thing. Unless he was very angry, and even then it was all too likely he’d break a bone if he didn’t hold himself back. “Just don’t forget they’re Russians, and if they had any idea who we were, well...they wouldn’t have happily treated us to vodka.”
Lightly pulling the other away from the drunk pair at the bar and towards the door, he pulled out his phone. “I’ll call someone to come pick us up.” Driving was probably a bad idea, no matter how sober he seemed. As he waited for someone to pick up, Carmine shot Luciano a little taunting smile. “I would have never guessed tall, handsome Russian men to be your type.” “Handsome” was a bit relative here- Carmine wouldn’t have described him as such personally. “He seemed a bit clownish, though.” That was putting it lightly. Uncivilized would have been a better term for it. “But if that’s what you like...” So he was poking a bit of fun, sue him. It wasn’t like anyone in the family knew how to take a joke, except Domani, and the brothers didn’t always share the same sense of humor.