08-12-2013, 11:41 AM
Giovanni stuck around the market, keeping himself hidden in the crowds, when suddenly a thought occurred to him. He hadn't purchased some clothing. Giovanni had already had attention drawn to him, so he figured stealing wouldn't be something he would want to do at this point. Giovanni checked his pockets and he had some money left over from his last thieving trip. Upon counting it, Giovanni realized he should have enough to get a functional cloak. Giovanni moved out of the crowd and approached a booth.
This vendor had several cloaks available and Giovanni picked a brown one. It was cheap, but functional. He knew that when winter came around, he would need it, and it never hurt to be prepared. Giovanni paid for his purchase and wrapped the cloak around himself. He kept the hood down. It was summer after all.
Looking around, Giovanni saw the woman who had helped the seizing girl. She had called out to him and asked him to help and Giovanni wondered if he would have actually helped had he expected it. The woman had caught him completely off guard and he not known how to respond.
Part of him said that he wanted to help. He wanted at least to be something more than what he was. The other part of him found the commotion around him to be fascinating.
"Or maybe you want someone to help you."
The thought suddenly came into his mind, and Giovanni wasn't sure what to make of it. For three years, he had known that he was an abomination. He should have accepted his own fate the day his brother came after him, but he didn't. He fought for his life and wanted to live.
Giovanni frowned and leaned against the wall. He had a lot to think about.
This vendor had several cloaks available and Giovanni picked a brown one. It was cheap, but functional. He knew that when winter came around, he would need it, and it never hurt to be prepared. Giovanni paid for his purchase and wrapped the cloak around himself. He kept the hood down. It was summer after all.
Looking around, Giovanni saw the woman who had helped the seizing girl. She had called out to him and asked him to help and Giovanni wondered if he would have actually helped had he expected it. The woman had caught him completely off guard and he not known how to respond.
Part of him said that he wanted to help. He wanted at least to be something more than what he was. The other part of him found the commotion around him to be fascinating.
"Or maybe you want someone to help you."
The thought suddenly came into his mind, and Giovanni wasn't sure what to make of it. For three years, he had known that he was an abomination. He should have accepted his own fate the day his brother came after him, but he didn't. He fought for his life and wanted to live.
Giovanni frowned and leaned against the wall. He had a lot to think about.