Reborn Online

Something's Not Quite Right

Valentino Allegri fidgeted nervously on his seat in the limousine, surrounded by his Guardians. Or well... Two Guardians. You see, the young Don of Allegri hadn't yet been able to find his full guardian set yet. It's not that he hasn't tried nor come across with flame users enough, it's because he just didn't click with more than two of them. The duo was shortly known two high level hitmen; Theo, the wielder of surprisingly pure lightning flames was more or less obsessed over perfecting his skills while the shy Kujaku was a soft spoken sun with very powerful flames of her own.

Oh Tino had been mingling with his fellow Don's Guardians to see if there were any double bonds able to form, but nothing had happened. He'd also come across one rather explosive storm, who made the male feel a little insecure and vulnerable when near. The man had been called Cain and he'd been quite skilled with his low purity flames, destructive and insufferable. Mainly because of him disregarding any concerns about actual children around him, told disgustingly grude jokes and was just over all a big ball of chaos. Needless to say, the two didn't click though there'd been couple sparks here and there but Valentino's own flames had rejected them each time. The rough on the edges was working as a freelance hitman at the moment in search of his own sky.

A rain called Yoshua had been a happy man with a heart of gold, someone who honestly wanted to know Allegri Primo better, but alas they hadn't been able to bond either. The rain however, was content with being in the Famiglia, serving as a pawn for the kind Don. Emilia, a cloud, had kicked Valentino on the ribs before frantically apologising over it. She was shy like Kujaku, and gentle soul. Her eyes were filled with grief though and unmeasurable amount of pain as she spoke, which had prompted Valentino to bring the girl to Suzaku's Denn, where Baku had immediately zoned on her, wowing to keep her safe.

Overtime, the Allegri had come across several mists, but none of them seemed to be capable of acting in non suspicious way. One of these people was Anya, a mist, who took it a step too far and usually managed to piss people off with her(?) monotonic and often rude sounding commentary. Anya had also joined the Allegri much to Theo's dismay. However the fact that Tino couldn't bond with the teen made the said man suspiciously happy.

All the while Theo had hoped to become Valentino's right hand man, ultimately losing the position to an NPC who was named as Matteo. This fact had made the usually calm and laid back man sulk, not wanting to admit that he lost to his own creation of a butler, who just happened to be personality wise similar to the infamous Romario. Aka he was a mother hen. Try to beat that aight.

As Tino was musing to himself, their ride came to a halt. Peering from his seat, Valentino could see that they had arrived at their destination.

The blonde stepped out of the car, to a beautiful courtyard of the Cavallone mansion. Its beautifully decorated stone walls brought the breath of the old times around the building, the well kept garden of spectacular flowers, clearly chosen with intention, whispered of wealth and cultural awareness. Valentino walked forward, Matteo, Theo and Kujaku following close behind, scanning the area with their postures of faked relaxation.

This wasn't their territory.

Upon entering, the door man checked their invites before deeming them to be permitted to come in. In the huge glass of marmor floor and white walls, the young Primo felt insecure and vulnerable. Sure, his Famiglia was growing at rapid speed, but at the same time he was void of protection himself. And now... He was being observed by the crema of the criminal world. And the Paravento wasn't there yet.

As Valentino walked forward, he was immediately trapped into a conversation with an older mafioso of the politics. He smiled politely as he was mentally screaming of bloody murder and hoped to be saved soon.