Cosa Nope-stra, as soon as they hit liminal space

[littleladyluck]

[PUBLIC save for Feliciano, comment for him below]

I wish to date for the record that the events that took place in New York regarding the various underground organizations are not to be discussed with Feliciano Vargas. I repeat, do not discuss the Mafia with Feliciano Vargas. Reddish hair, gold eyes, stray curl and sunny disposition.

His people, his land, and his government suffer due to their involvement and it will not result in a fun time for anyone involved if he hears of it. No "haha, look at his face." His anger and sadness and trauma regarding these people is nothing to laugh at.

If you wish to laugh at his less panicked fury, I suggest that you mention overcooked or microwavable pasta, canned or jarred mass produced sauces, or Azerbaijan in Eurovision lately.

One last time, do not mention the Mafia to Italy as a joke. Don't mention it at all. Simply say what else happened. Cheap gin, gambling, a wake, early cars, jazz. Keep psychic chat regarding it private, and speak of it face to face far from him.

If you need isolation to discuss this matter aloud, I can soundproof your conversations to the outside world and project a decoy conversation instead.

Please be respectful with this knowledge.

Thank you.

Comments

To Feliciano, pay no attention to the chitchat above

[littleladyluck]

Feliciano, I am so sorry we got separated. I need to go check on Leonardo first, I'm rnning for my life and his, his overlay did horrible things again, but I swear I will be with you once he's back to earth again. Metaphorically speaking.

[venetianprince]

Ah...? So we did get separated... Nn, I couldn't find some of us, so I was worried... Si, si, take your time. I'm not going anywhere. [He sounds very tired, too tired to even really make much conversation.] I'll be around,

[littleladyluck]

I promise that I won't take long. Still in one piece? [meant as a joke, but, well. She still can't emote on the network.]

[venetianprince]

Aheh... Si, getting there. Working on it. You?

[littleladyluck]

Good. Still running to find someone, but I should find them lickety-split. I may need a bit of your guidance, actually, for a little project I have planned. I know that you know what you're doing when it comes to this.

[whydoyoushine]

...what's a Eurovision?

[littleladyluck]

Eurovision, in our world, is a contest where countries in Europe send some of their favorite musical performers to show who has the catchiest tunes on the continent. It went from serious poppy songsmithing to a menagerie of camp and ballads, and it is an absolute delight when done right!

I haven't been in for years, but Feliciano has for decades, and he takes it seriously. Azerbaijan becomes his mortal enemy again at about the same time every year due to their actions during one particular contest.

keywords probably relevant

[whydoyoushine]

So how wound up does he get if you mention all this? Like if I told him Azerbaijan had the best music ever?

[Zed, no, you don't even know this guy...]

[littleladyluck]

Zed. He will froth. Please go easy on him if you haven't been introduced yet.

Honestly, any mention of music from Azerbaijan will make him a bit huffy. Be careful with this knowledge. You're my Bondmate, but he is family.

[whydoyoushine]

So you're telling me how to annoy a guy, but then you won't let me annoy him? Come on.

[senpaidol]

Huh, they mostly seemed like nice guys to me. It was the...whoever those guys used to be that killed Malik's overlay that were a problem.

[Rise you're in the Japanese entertainment industry. Half your sponsors are probably gangsters.]

Maybe we got the Hollywood version?

[littleladyluck]

Seemingly, yes. Of course, they may have wanted to be entertaining for the entertainers...?

Genevieve Blanchard, by the way. It's nice to hear from you now that I'm myself again.

[senpaidol]

Still Rise Kujikawa! Nice to meet you for real. Not that Gigi wasn't charming too. Although I kinda felt like she was trying to get something out of me...

[littleladyluck]

Oh, goodness, I am so sorry. She found you, er. Rather interesting, and the poor darling had no shame. [as if she does. Gen, really.] I apologize if she made you uncomfortable, Rise.

[cawfullyironic]

You mean I got my ass mixed up into all sorts of epic mobster shenanigans-

-=literally. oh so very literally-

-and I can't even brag about it? That's a metric asston of dicks right there.

[littleladyluck]

You could brag about the bartender-ing, chat about the seance, mention the surfaces of what we Travelers were back there, but... No, if you want to preserve what happiness Feliciano may have left after wherever he was sent, please keep that away from him. You could brag to me, if you wish?

At least the ton is metric.

[cawfullyironic]

Dude, I owned that fuckin bar, and the restaurant it was kinda sweet. No one had a fuckin' clue. Gavin was a raging dickhole but he was pretty damn smart. Like I dicked around under mobster noses all the time and they all thought I just was some gentlemanly bartender.

[littleladyluck]

That sounds absolutely magnificent. I'm glad that Gina wasn't mixed up in it all, but what I wouldn't have given to see that as myself! You were rather dashing, I must admit; my poor overlay was beyond flustered.

[senpaidol]

I knew you had other things in mind than cards, "Gavin Walker".

[Hopefully the wink is coming through mentally because she's not actually accusing him of anything.]

[cawfullyironic]

Oh, snap. Caught with my pants down 'round my ankles and the queen of hearts hiding securely betwixed my pert asscheeks.

[senpaidol]

Hey, I got flirted with by a real playboy. It's kinda flattering.

He was a little less crude at the talking part, though.

[Private]

[willyousee]

...My lady? Are you all right?

[littleladyluck]

The best that I can be right now. Just, er. Looking around.

[She's running like her life depended on it, but no psychic inflection to show that. Not yet, anyway.]

Have you been taking care of yourself? I-- er, Regina, rather-- didn't spot anyone who looked like you in New York.

[willyousee]

[....He doesn't like the sound of that, but he's not going to call her on it yet. And two can play at that game anyway.]

As well as may be. We were on opposite sides of the divide this time, I think. Did anyone there recognize the Travelers? They have been to New York before, and if Armin was with you, and Sansa, they were quite prominent last time as I understand it.

[littleladyluck]

We were, and I am so glad to hear your voice again!

If anyone did, Regina wasn't paying attention. Tourist from Florence visiting her brother, causing minor trouble, and spending some time, er, taste testing the local fare. She was simply thrilled to be there.