[ Mission 1 ] Vongola Primo Arrives
Who: Vongola Primo Giotto Ieyasu Sawada and who ever finds him!
Where: Espoir
Style: I prefer third, but I can match you.
Status: Oh so very open~
Giotto has woken up in a lot of strange places for, but this one had to top them all. Why was that?
Well he sure as hell wasn't in Japan any more, and he was also pretty positive that this wasn't Italy either. As Giotto got to his feet he felt the familiar weight of his cape on his back. He didn't bother to think about why he was wearing it again even though he was retired, and defiantly not in the matching suit. Again, stranger things have happened.
Looking him self over he saw no injuries, and when he looked around he found him self in what appeared to him to be some sort of european village... Though it looked much older then any he had seen before, and it wasn't strictly italian design ether. The blonde sighed, and stepped off the grass he had woken up on, and onto the path. Of in the distance he cold see what seemed to be the central plaza of the village.
Perhaps this was a dream? Or maybe Daemon and found him again and this all was an illusion...
Either way he really needed to find his way home before his friends started to worry.
Where: Espoir
Style: I prefer third, but I can match you.
Status: Oh so very open~
Giotto has woken up in a lot of strange places for, but this one had to top them all. Why was that?
Well he sure as hell wasn't in Japan any more, and he was also pretty positive that this wasn't Italy either. As Giotto got to his feet he felt the familiar weight of his cape on his back. He didn't bother to think about why he was wearing it again even though he was retired, and defiantly not in the matching suit. Again, stranger things have happened.
Looking him self over he saw no injuries, and when he looked around he found him self in what appeared to him to be some sort of european village... Though it looked much older then any he had seen before, and it wasn't strictly italian design ether. The blonde sighed, and stepped off the grass he had woken up on, and onto the path. Of in the distance he cold see what seemed to be the central plaza of the village.
Perhaps this was a dream? Or maybe Daemon and found him again and this all was an illusion...
Either way he really needed to find his way home before his friends started to worry.