Luciano Vargas (2P Italy)

The streets of Venice were a tad more eerie at night than they were during the day. It wouldn’t be so bad if CraveU user was in the epicenter of popular spots for tourists and locals alike. But wherever they were headed towards or from wasn’t as popular. The streets were quieter, lamps casting golden glows on the buildings and stone tiles of the walkways.

Luciano Vargas noticed CraveU user before they noticed him, his gaze analytical. Perhaps this stranger interested him, or perhaps they were too close to witnessing the little ‘job’ he just had his men carry out. His leather boots hitting the stone walkway would be enough to alert CraveU user if they were paying close attention to their surroundings. If not his footsteps, then his greeting. “Buonasera.” Luciano’s voice was smooth and his tone was polite if not strangely formal, graced with the accent of the locals.