Voice testing a new muse~

[is_mafia]

Ah... signorina, are you sure this is a good idea? You say you have a lot of work, but here you are, wasting time. Not to interfere, but shouldn't you be doing that instead?

Anyway, I'm retired. I don't want any trouble anymore, I just want to live peacefully. And I'm quite sure that whatever you have in store for me is not exactly...peaceful.

[Pause.]

And who exactly is this Tsuna you keep saying I have to meet?

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[not_mafia]

[What Tsuna.

There's no Tsuna here.

He's definitely not hiding behind a corner and just STARING AT YOU, nope.]

[is_mafia]

[...There is a boy staring at him from around the corner, attempting to hide. And not doing a very good job of it. For a moment he thinks the child may be here to attack him, but...he doesn't sense any ill will. Just quite a lot of fear. So he smiles at him.]

Hello.

[not_mafia]

[OH SHIT HE NOTICED HIM of course he did tsuna, you're not exactly the most covert person]

Hee!

[DUCKING BEHIND THE CORNER NOW. NOPE.JPG]

[is_mafia]

[...All right then. This is getting stranger. He thinks about leaving the boy be, but he's curious, and the fact that someone is afraid of him... So Giotto walks over, peering around the corner.]

[not_mafia]

[There's no doubt that Tsuna is freaking out, but not in the way Giotto might think. When he turns the corner, Tsuna's back is to him, and his hands are clutching the sides of his head.

That was definitely Vongola Primo! What in the world do I do?]

[is_mafia]

[Giotto is completely taken aback by this, because now that he's closer, he sees that the boy looks like him. He reaches and lets his hand hover for a moment, thinking about touching his shoulder, but that would possibly frighten him more. So he decides to speak first.]

Honestly, I didn't think I was that frightening.

[not_mafia]

[Tsuna yelps a bit and jumps forward, whipping around, eyes as wide as saucers.

Oh god. Oh god the Primo is here and he's in front of him and--

Did he say something?? It probably got lost in Tsuna's yelp. o o p s.]

U-uh. Hi there. --er, sir!

[Smooth as sandpaper as always.]

[is_mafia]

[His eyes widen too, because it is like looking in a mirror. A younger, brown haired mirror.] ...You look like me. [He crouches down to get a better look and be on his level. ...And then he pokes him in the shoulder to see if he's real.

Sorry, the serious Mafia boss has gone out to lunch. Be back in five. Or maybe never.]

[not_mafia]

[For a moment, Tsuna is confused by the Primo's surprise, before realizing, ah-- this was the real Primo. The one he saw in his vision was probably nothing more than that. Maybe.

So he doesn't know who he is. OKAY, HE CAN DO THIS. Probably. Most likely not.]

...um, yeah! Isn't that something? Heh...

[is_mafia]

[Giotto smiles back and sits down, back against the wall.] Coincidence, hm? You are a very strange boy. [He sticks out his hand.] Giotto Vongola.

[And then he winces because he's retired and he's not supposed to use that name anymore. Oh well. He doubts anything will come of it.]

[not_mafia]

[For all of Tsuna's flipping out earlier, he's pretty mum about the 'Vongola' name.

At first, he looks hesitantly at the hand, and for a moment, something like awe passes through his eyes. Giotto was nothing less than a legend, after all.

But he forces himself to reach forward and take the hand; his grip is loose.]

.. my name is Tsuna. It's nice to meet you, Giotto-sama.

[is_mafia]

Oh. You're the one she wanted me to meet. [Because they looked similar? Or was there something more there?]

And you're Japanese too. [He recognizes the honorific.] ...I've been been living there for some time now.

Vongola-sama^ W/E W/E HONORIFICS

[not_mafia]

Uh-- she, sir?

WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

[is_mafia]

She. The woman who controls things. [He makes a gesture with his hand.] Don't you have one too?

I'M JUST SAYING IT WOULD'VE WORKED BETTER DON'T GET YOUR PANTIES IN A BUNCH

[not_mafia]

Oh, you mean the muns. Yeah...

[Now Tsuna's wondering what you're plotting, Sam!!]

YOU'RE the one with your panties in a bunch

[is_mafia]

[He should be worried about what you're plotting, Rui!!] Mm. They never listen. I tell her I'm retired and it's like I never even spoke.

GOOOD

[not_mafia]

[He's always nervous about what I'm plotting, that's just a given. (We're getting super meta here even for D_M, aren't we?)]

Y-yeah, they have a bad habit of doing that, unfortunately.

[is_mafia]

[(Yes, yes we are.) And now Giotto's wondering exactly who this boy who looks like him is.]

...Why did she want me to meet you? Other than the fact that you look quite a bit like me.

[not_mafia]

[He stiffens a bit.] Ah, um--! Maybe that was the only reason! It's such an uncanny resemblance, and all...

[is_mafia]

It could be, but then that raises the question of why you look so much like me?

[not_mafia]

It could just be a coincidence! [Could it be any more obvious that there's something the kid knows.........]

[is_mafia]

[No, no it couldn't. Giotto gives him a slightly stern look.] Are you entirely sure you don't know anything?

[not_mafia]

U-uh, n-no, I don't know anything at all!

[He backs off, waving his hands.]

A-anyway, I'm terribly sorry, but I'm pretty sure I, um-- my class is in a few minutes, yeah! So, I'll just get going now...

[is_mafia]

...Class? [He knows an evasion when he sees one.] Mm. Of course you do.

[not_mafia]

Yep! Don't want to be late for that!

[Although he does feel pretty terrible a little bad for lying to his ancestor like that, so he gives a quick bow at the waist.]

Sorry, Vongola-sama! Goodbye!

[YEP TAKING OFF NOW.]