08-31-2014, 07:37 PM
The woman stepped in front of him, blocking his path. It wasn't like he was trying to run away anyways, but she could do as she pleased. She grabbed his wrist and grinned at him, seeking some sort of reaction out of him as she asked why she shouldn't call the cops.
Giovanni got the sense that the two were engaged in a hand of poker. Both thought they had the upper hand, but was one of them bluffing. Giovanni wondered at this woman. She was intriguing and certainly more interesting than most he had met. The problem is whether or not the woman had a tell. Was she bluffing and could he call her bluff. He had seen a James Bond movie growing up where Bond had said "you never play your hand, you play the man across from you." Although Giovanni would rather not play games, he would play this hand. It was obvious the woman wasn't afraid of him, but she knew he had killed someone. What cards did she hold?
It was then that the adrenaline from the incident with Luciano wore off and Giovanni felt a chill. He had felt a chill like this once before - in the tunnels when the woman had sat above an injured Giovanni waving her fingers. Giovanni thought about it and if this woman could do the things that he could, they could be on equal footing. It was cold outside though and it could be the wind, but yet it felt different.
He looked down at her hand on his wrist and looked back up at her, meeting her eyes with his own and giving her a smile. "I think a better question is why haven't you? Pretty women usually don't follow people like me to ask them questions. If you had wanted to call the cops you would have already. I'm calling your bluff."
Giovanni returned her grin. Regardless of the danger he could be in, he was enjoying the exchange, but he did have to admit that he was at a disadvantage. Getting thrown in jail would hamper his plans for the cultists in the undercity. He was certainly going all in.
He was interrupted by a buzz coming from his wallet. He gaze momentarily shifted to his pocket before going back to the woman. He would check the message later.
"However, you have me at a disadvantage. You could have called them beforehand. The point is I don't know. It kind of makes things exciting, doesn't it? So all cards on the table. Why shouldn't you call the cops?"
Giovanni could hear Ordine and Caos arguing back and forth in the back of his head - Ordine calling for Giovanni to run away and Caos thrumming his usual kill chant. Giovanni didn't like either option - gods don't run away, and he really had no desire to kill this woman.
He didn't know if the woman could use power, but he prepared himself. It was time to lay his cards on the table. "I could guarantee you though that if you decided to do so now, your hand wouldn't get to your Wallet to make the call."
He then used the power to create the same binding he used on his nephew, wrapping it around the woman's open wrist and pulling it backwards a bit before letting it dissipate. He wasn't trying to threaten her, but rather letting her know that he wasn't your average man.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Aug 31 2014, 08:16 PM.
Giovanni got the sense that the two were engaged in a hand of poker. Both thought they had the upper hand, but was one of them bluffing. Giovanni wondered at this woman. She was intriguing and certainly more interesting than most he had met. The problem is whether or not the woman had a tell. Was she bluffing and could he call her bluff. He had seen a James Bond movie growing up where Bond had said "you never play your hand, you play the man across from you." Although Giovanni would rather not play games, he would play this hand. It was obvious the woman wasn't afraid of him, but she knew he had killed someone. What cards did she hold?
It was then that the adrenaline from the incident with Luciano wore off and Giovanni felt a chill. He had felt a chill like this once before - in the tunnels when the woman had sat above an injured Giovanni waving her fingers. Giovanni thought about it and if this woman could do the things that he could, they could be on equal footing. It was cold outside though and it could be the wind, but yet it felt different.
He looked down at her hand on his wrist and looked back up at her, meeting her eyes with his own and giving her a smile. "I think a better question is why haven't you? Pretty women usually don't follow people like me to ask them questions. If you had wanted to call the cops you would have already. I'm calling your bluff."
Giovanni returned her grin. Regardless of the danger he could be in, he was enjoying the exchange, but he did have to admit that he was at a disadvantage. Getting thrown in jail would hamper his plans for the cultists in the undercity. He was certainly going all in.
He was interrupted by a buzz coming from his wallet. He gaze momentarily shifted to his pocket before going back to the woman. He would check the message later.
"However, you have me at a disadvantage. You could have called them beforehand. The point is I don't know. It kind of makes things exciting, doesn't it? So all cards on the table. Why shouldn't you call the cops?"
Giovanni could hear Ordine and Caos arguing back and forth in the back of his head - Ordine calling for Giovanni to run away and Caos thrumming his usual kill chant. Giovanni didn't like either option - gods don't run away, and he really had no desire to kill this woman.
He didn't know if the woman could use power, but he prepared himself. It was time to lay his cards on the table. "I could guarantee you though that if you decided to do so now, your hand wouldn't get to your Wallet to make the call."
He then used the power to create the same binding he used on his nephew, wrapping it around the woman's open wrist and pulling it backwards a bit before letting it dissipate. He wasn't trying to threaten her, but rather letting her know that he wasn't your average man.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Aug 31 2014, 08:16 PM.