07-11-2010, 04:34 AM
Antonio was out of the shop barely 15 minutes later, swinging his new rapier almost carelessly as he walked down the street. It seems he did still possess the skill, and the wall had discovered this the hard way. He had paid for the damages, of course. Now was not the time to ignore an authority.
Deciding to take a boat ride, Antonio went down to the dock where his boat was tied up. He placed the rapier at the bottom of the little ship and picked up the oars. THen he untied himself, and set off down the river.
The city always looked more beautiful to him from a boat, possibly because the motions caused him to relax and lose enough concerns to notice such beauty. Here he could traverse the city without being ostracised by his own desire for blood. This was why he had chosen to live here in the first place, and why he was trying so hard not to be forced out. It was a beautiful city, from any angle. Perhaps on par with Rome.
After a little while, he realized that he had a metal weapon in the bottom of the boat and rowed back to his dock to put it away. When he returned, he decided to go for a walk instead of getting back in the boat. Perhaps it was time to grab a bite to drink... but on the other hand, perhaps it could wait. He was currently having one of those nights where he was thoroughly entranced by the city around him. It didn't matter if he waited a few more minutes, or maybe a couple more hours. As long as he got around to it, it could wait.
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