Familial Bonds [M]
07-27-2016, 06:08 PM
OOC: I don't want to translate either. Pretend with me! xD
"Then act like it!" At this Basileus began to seethe. This little shit was two words away from getting his ass kicked. He didn't know who exactly Vittore thought he was, but he did not get to police his brother, or any other mafioso for that matter. Unable to contain his rage, he roared, "YOU DO NOT GET TO PREACH TO ME VITTORE SO SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BEFORE I SHUT IT FOR YOU!" He snarled, lips lifting to reveal his teeth, and the next time he spoke his voice was low, "One more word, Vittore. One more," his words were a dangerous promise, "And I'm going to beat you like I did when we were kids." He was so angry it took everything he had not to latch onto his brother and shake him like a pup. Basileus had to pause, had to take a moment to breathe lest he tear into his brother prematurely. "Now you are going to listen to me. Am I on a job? Walking among our people? No? Then who gives a fuck what I smell like, you pretentious prick! How old are you, Vittore, how new to the brotherhood are you that you think this matters? Huh? You greet your brother, maybe the only one you have left, and this useless 'smell like women' bullshit is what you want to say to him? Your only brother? Fuck you!" He paused, then spit again, "Fuck you!" Basileus paced a few steps away and then came back. "If this is all you want to say to me, Vittore, then you need to leave." Preferably without opening his mouth again, because there wasn't much more of this ridiculous bullshit Basileus could take. |
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