Heartache and Bad Decisions (Manifesto)

[Legione Sumus]

Lucio Pirozzi

She took the card and rolled his name through her mouth. People always seemed to like the way it sounded. It was part of his charm he supposed. That and the accent. Something he used to his advantage a great deal in the United States. He could speak perfect English, but opted to give it the Italian accent everyone expected of someone born of Italy. While it made him stand out, it made him stand out! Which was usually what Lucio wanted.

Luk smiled at her lost relationship. "Breakups are hard." He sympathized with her. "Our voices give a lot of weight to many things and owning the hardships is one of them."

She took him up on his excuse to see her again and grinned madly. "Whenever, Ms. Rachel has time and can spare an hour or two to show me around would be wonderful. I am not sure how long I'm in town. I'm between jobs at the moment and Moscow might have something I'm looking for." He offered his hand and when she took it he pressed a feeling of comfort and welcome along with a little curiousity and wanton desire into Rachel's palm. He wanted her to call him.