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[ruin_mania]

[Good evening, explorers! After departing from Cair Paradisa, the path was south at first, but turned west fairly early on. Skirting well south of Eldritch Forest, the travelers had camped near the edge of the Amber Steppe, not quite within sight of the forest that marks the Totem Coast. The grasses are parched brown by the heat, though greener patches mark the presence of water. It's near one of these - a small, bubbling stream leading west that Raine has chosen to follow as it will almost certainly run into the river marked on her map - that the travelers have made their camp.

The carts and wagons are arranged in a defensive circle, though the campers are free to set up their tents outside them as well as inside wher ethe rest of them are. There are small cooking fires scattered around as well as a large bonfire in the center for socializing.

Play music? Sing? Teach those poor non-Earth kids how to make s'mores? Or just sit around and socialize with others.

Or hide in your tent and ignore everyone, if you really want to.]

Comments

[not_mafia]

--huh? ..oh, um.

[He looks distractly back out for a moment.

... well, either she'll believe him, or she won't. No reason to beat around the bush.

Still looking outward:]

... I'm the last living candidate for the next Vongola boss.

[gevurah]

[ Her brows knit closely together. ]

Your family is connected to the yakuza?

[ That doesn't sound Japanse, though. Italian? ]

[not_mafia]

N-no. It's... a part of the Italian mafia.

[gevurah]

You're part Italian?

[not_mafia]

[THAT'S the part she asks about?]

A-ah, well... I must be.

LMAOALKJSLSK

[gevurah]

[ SHE'S TRYING TO MAKE THE CONNECTION. ]

I don't really hear about the Italian mafia in Japan. [ A pause as she sizes him up. ] It must be tough, though.

[not_mafia]

[WELL HE THOUGHT IT WAS KIND OF OBVIOUS, HIM SAYING HE WAS THE LAST CANDIDATE AND ALL]

Ah.. I guess it can be, sometimes. [Understatement of the year.]

[gevurah]

Is that... actually what you want? [ Gotham had a lot of lowlife, mob families. She's not fond at all. ]

[not_mafia]

I was really against it at first. And I still am. But... I'm not so sure I have a choice anymore.

[gevurah]

That's not an ideal life.

[not_mafia]

No, it's not. [But it's been awhile since he's stopped trying to run from it.]

[gevurah]

You won't fight it? [ He seems way too nice of a kid to ever fall into that life. ]

[not_mafia]

Well.. I'm the last descendant.

Even if I do fight it [which he's been trying, believe him], people are still going to come after me and my friends.

[So he's in the process of uncertainly resigning himself to the position.]