Yamato'd Nero (because I'm terrible)
May. 21st, 2025 09:53 pm[Nero vanished on a job one day. No one knows where he went, or why. But given everything, some people thought that perhaps the stresses of learning his true heritage got to him. Maybe he was killed by demons. Maybe he ran off and left the Fortuna orphanage to fend for itself like a coward. Maybe he found another woman, one like his mother, the most vicious tongues wagged.
Not that this guy knows any of that. He's just minding his own business, doing some cons, making up a completely fake past for himself to accommodate for the fact he has no idea who he is. And he's gotten wind of a big score. A big big big big big score, one that will make him rich (or at least able to afford a car or something, walking everywhere is a pain in the ass). All he has to do is steal some rich guy's heirloom-and all the accompanying money in the guy's most protected safe-with this team the contractor's put him in touch with. He's going to be the safecracker, and if need be the sweet-talker to the mark's very bored and separated wife.
Easy enough, right?
And so that's how he's here, in this dive bar, talking to the wife right now, using his charisma to convince her to bring him home with her. As far as anyone in this bar knows, the young brunette man is "Matt Titus", a college student and just this woman's type.
If he had any idea what this was going to lead to, he would have declined the job. But, hindsight's 20/20-and he's not the only one trying to butter up the wife, apparently.]
That old man paid for your last drink? Shit, I'll pay for your next one and get you something top-shelf.
[In other words, bring it the fuck on.]
Not that this guy knows any of that. He's just minding his own business, doing some cons, making up a completely fake past for himself to accommodate for the fact he has no idea who he is. And he's gotten wind of a big score. A big big big big big score, one that will make him rich (or at least able to afford a car or something, walking everywhere is a pain in the ass). All he has to do is steal some rich guy's heirloom-and all the accompanying money in the guy's most protected safe-with this team the contractor's put him in touch with. He's going to be the safecracker, and if need be the sweet-talker to the mark's very bored and separated wife.
Easy enough, right?
And so that's how he's here, in this dive bar, talking to the wife right now, using his charisma to convince her to bring him home with her. As far as anyone in this bar knows, the young brunette man is "Matt Titus", a college student and just this woman's type.
If he had any idea what this was going to lead to, he would have declined the job. But, hindsight's 20/20-and he's not the only one trying to butter up the wife, apparently.]
That old man paid for your last drink? Shit, I'll pay for your next one and get you something top-shelf.
[In other words, bring it the fuck on.]