12-12-2024, 11:59 PM
It had been a long time since Giovanni had been in Moscow. It felt like a lifetime ago. Back then, Giovanni had been a different person back then. Back then, he had only been discovering what he was. Now...well...Giovanni wasn't quite sure he knew fully who he was yet. Sometimes, those realizations took time, but he knew that he was more than most. A god yes, but to what extent, he was beginning to yet realize.
Giovanni had forsaken the higher class hotel for something a little farther out of the way. For the most part, Giovanni sought solitude. He had plans, plans that had yet to come to fruition. More needed to be done. Then there was that piece of m’Antinomian he was having Omar look into. Omar had not been happy with that assignment, but he accepted it because it was his job to say yes.
Unfortunately, gods still needed to eat, and that is what brought Giovanni out into the cold. Africa had made him more suited to warmer climes than he was now in and he longed to go back to his kingdom. In time he would. He was wearing typical winter wear, but was armed as well. While he was here, he had to hold back on using his god powers. It was not yet time to draw attention to himself. He passed the gopniks, not looking at them. They seemed content to leave him be, and he entered the market. There seemed to be only one other patron at this market tonight - a woman. He was glad for that. Less people were better. He began to browse the shelves, not really even sure what he wanted.
Giovanni had forsaken the higher class hotel for something a little farther out of the way. For the most part, Giovanni sought solitude. He had plans, plans that had yet to come to fruition. More needed to be done. Then there was that piece of m’Antinomian he was having Omar look into. Omar had not been happy with that assignment, but he accepted it because it was his job to say yes.
Unfortunately, gods still needed to eat, and that is what brought Giovanni out into the cold. Africa had made him more suited to warmer climes than he was now in and he longed to go back to his kingdom. In time he would. He was wearing typical winter wear, but was armed as well. While he was here, he had to hold back on using his god powers. It was not yet time to draw attention to himself. He passed the gopniks, not looking at them. They seemed content to leave him be, and he entered the market. There seemed to be only one other patron at this market tonight - a woman. He was glad for that. Less people were better. He began to browse the shelves, not really even sure what he wanted.