[Though Faustino had promised to stick around for at least two weeks, that didn't mean that he would stay cooped inside the estate for the entire time. While there were times he liked to laze around all day and eat parfaits, those days were few and far between, and he tended to get restless after even a few hours of downtime. It might be the product of having his fight or flight responses experimented on beyond all repair, or it could just be his distaste for doing nothing when there was always something he could be doing.
Such as his Abandonato project. The Abandonato family was rumored to be conducting inhumane experiments, and while Faustino would never consider himself an avenging angel of justice, there were a few things he abhorred and would destroy into dust.
Of course, he couldn't trust any other mafioso to look into it, so he had taken it upon himself to do so. He had hoped to spare Al and Ciro the unpleasantness by going in himself, only bothering to tell M.M. as a fail safe. Though, he thought dispassionately after he had woken up in a cell, unable to escape due to some mechanism, perhaps he should have attached money to that bit of information. While whatever barrier kept him encased in the room was effective, it didn't drown out the screams and cries of those around him. Even after all this time, it struck him to the bone, down to the very marrow. He had never expected to be in this position again, not after winning his freedom once.
And yet...
He forced himself to be calm, to get up and pace the length of his cell to try to find any means of escape. He wasn't a child anymore, so he wouldn't curl up into a ball, hands clamped tightly over his ears, rocking himself in some facsimile of self-comfort. Whoever opened that door would get the full brunt of his wrath, as well as everyone else in this building.
It was difficult to tell how much time had passed without a window, but Faustino's internal clock was normally fairly accurate. A few days had gone by before they came for him, hoping that lack of food and water would have weakened him. He only managed to kill ten guards before they sedated him and he woke up on a cold slab, watching dispassionately as they ran tests on his eye, tearing it out over and over again to study his fourth realm.
Humans. There was a reason he detested them above all else.]
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Such as his Abandonato project. The Abandonato family was rumored to be conducting inhumane experiments, and while Faustino would never consider himself an avenging angel of justice, there were a few things he abhorred and would destroy into dust.
Of course, he couldn't trust any other mafioso to look into it, so he had taken it upon himself to do so. He had hoped to spare Al and Ciro the unpleasantness by going in himself, only bothering to tell M.M. as a fail safe. Though, he thought dispassionately after he had woken up in a cell, unable to escape due to some mechanism, perhaps he should have attached money to that bit of information. While whatever barrier kept him encased in the room was effective, it didn't drown out the screams and cries of those around him. Even after all this time, it struck him to the bone, down to the very marrow. He had never expected to be in this position again, not after winning his freedom once.
And yet...
He forced himself to be calm, to get up and pace the length of his cell to try to find any means of escape. He wasn't a child anymore, so he wouldn't curl up into a ball, hands clamped tightly over his ears, rocking himself in some facsimile of self-comfort. Whoever opened that door would get the full brunt of his wrath, as well as everyone else in this building.
It was difficult to tell how much time had passed without a window, but Faustino's internal clock was normally fairly accurate. A few days had gone by before they came for him, hoping that lack of food and water would have weakened him. He only managed to kill ten guards before they sedated him and he woke up on a cold slab, watching dispassionately as they ran tests on his eye, tearing it out over and over again to study his fourth realm.
Humans. There was a reason he detested them above all else.]