G's investigatory/changes at [community profile] maisondeportes

Dec. 30th, 2012 02:53 pm
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Physical Changes

After the events on Night 12, G has since grown more lizard-like. His pupils are slit, his fingernails and toenails have become clawed. A strip of scales run along his spine, and speckle his elbows and feet. His teeth have also become rather jagged and sharp.

These attributes have him connected with the Hunter monsters of the house, and he's got increased strength/speed, and slightly heightened senses because of it. It's also given him a fondness for raw meat.

Psychological Changes

Again, due to the events regarding Night 12, G is somewhat linked with the Hunter monsters of the house. This means he's become more "pack" oriented... not that he wasn't already. And also, his parental instincts are running higher. This means he's going to be even more protective of the Vongola and anyone he labels as family, and less tolerant of threats.

Also the Hunters of the house will accept him as one of their own, and he may get pulled along with them on a 'hunt'.

Invetory

Day 17:

Canvas Bag
A bit of coal used it because it's fucking cold.
a candle used it because it's fucking cold.
a pine log used it because it's fucking cold.
a sprig of holly
a vial of scented oil
a flask of pine tea
fruit bread in a cloth sack
bag of candied dried fruit and sugared nuts
a small piece of resin
two gold coins.
velvet case
a charm- Vongola crest

A note from his father, in a very neat yet stylized cursive script, it reads-

"My dearest Peppino,

I know it has been many, many years since we spoke last, and I am sorry. There were so many things I wished to tell you before your untimely passing, and yet never got the chance, which is my folly. I hope you still accept my words despite being so late, as I mean everything sincerely.

Giuseppe, there are no words for me to tell you just how proud I am of the man you've become. I will not lie,you had me very worried as a boy. I hoped teaching you the family trade would give you something to do, something that would keep your attention and thus keep you out of trouble, but it seems you had a far more grand fate that laid before you. It was narrow-minded of me not to see that. I always knew you were a clever boy, despite what others said, the only obstacle that stood in your way was your quick temper. A temper I fear I am to blame for. I am so sorry Peppino, I should have been around for you more than I had, I should have been able to provide better you you and the family. You shouldered so much responsibility far younger than you should have. It is a parents job to tend to their children, but instead you were always the one to care for your mother and sisters. I want you to know that their deaths are on my shoulders, not yours. You were just a boy, there is nothing you could have possibly done. I know my words may no longer mean much, but I know you have carried the weight of little Peppa's death since you ran away.

I will bet she would be proud of you too, Peppino. You have done so well. You have made us all proud. There is not one person in the town that doesn't recant their tales about the couple of rag-tag troublemakers that ended up becoming the very ideals of what all men of honor should aspire to. Even in your tragically short life, you have managed to do more than entire armies, and yet you still managed to keep yourself humble enough to send little 'anonymous charity' to your father. Do not think for a second that I did not know that was you Peppino.

Even despite all I have written, I cannot begin to scratch the surface of the pride and gratitude I hold for you, but alas, I know how you dislike things long worded so I shall finish soon. Just know that I am honored to be your father, and you have done your family such pride. There is no man alive that can hold you back but yourself. Stay strong. Stay proud. And never forget the family you have loves you.

Your father,

Efisio"


Day 15:

Coat
pair of gloves
scarf
winter boots
heavy socks lost one, and he's been occasionally helping himself to one of Giotto's to make up for it.

Night 13:

Doll of Ugetsu

Day 13:

Green pack-

crude bandages
foul smelling disinfectant
Needle and thread
Survival Blanket
matches never last long when you're a chain-smoker
Multi-tool pocket knife
small coil of rope
broken compass

Noon day 8:

Bag
His violin from home

What he arrived with:

His clothes:
Raggedy white collared shirt
green tie
khaki pants
socks Lost those, found some more... occasionally 'borrows' from Giotto.
garters
belt
brown dress shoes
gun holsters
old fashioned underclothes: a tank top and plain white draw-string pants that go down past his knees.

Guns & Weapons:
Modified Winchester Rifle
twin six-shot pistols Only has one, gave the other to Gokudera
modified pistol for better accuracy
modified pistol for a more powerful shot Gave it to Gokudera
small single-shot automatic pistol

Bow from Giotto

20 16 rifle ammo
60 46 pistol ammo
20 arrows

Other things

Volgola Ring
Pocket Watch from Giotto with a picture of the Primo Vongola
Old Italian currency- a gold piece, a couple silver pieces, and a lot of copper pieces and half-pence.
couple of rings
necklace
his dignity Has effectively been kicked in the nuts and remains only in spirit

What he's pilfered since he arrived

From the sewing room:

flimsy jacket
two spare collared shirts
two spare pairs of pants
Spare underclothes
An old fashioned cap
An old fedora because he's an idiot
socks they never last long

Smoking room:

Tobacco for his cigarettes

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