Vittore Corvo
No one really knows him, maybe you can find something out.
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Vittore Corvo glided slowly towards Gambit's bar. He had never been her before, though he had seen it on the horizon many times. He grinned as the bar came into view. He landed with a soft "thud" outside of the, which he slowly entered. He hoped no one would freak out because of his wings.
Vittore Corvo smiled at the girl, and then turned his attention to the owl, he liked owls, in fact he liked most birds. He then wrapped his wings around himself like a cloak.
Vittore Corvo leaned back in his chair, his wings covering him, causing him to look like a deep black cocoon.
Vittore Corvo opened his wings, knocking over several chairs. He stretched his arms as well. He then brought his wings into a resting position, and stood quietly, he paused and looked at the fortune teller. He wanted to speak to her, but he would wait for her current client to leave. He walked over to the bar, ordered a water, and then turned to watch the fortune teller.
Vittore Corvo blinked a few times, and then grinned a Datius, "um, Hi." he said, nodding slightly, "are you waiting for the fortune teller also?" he asked, looking towards her.
Vittore Corvo thought for a second, "i couldn't, i just guessed." He said, laughing. His left wing twitched slightly.
Vittore Corvo pushed the door to the bar open, and walked in. His wings in a rested positin on his back. He had entered earlier, and no one and been afraid of his wings, so he hoped he'd be lucky again. He walked lazily towards the bar, the tips of his wings dragging on the floor.
Vittore Corvo sat at the bar, his wings drooping slightly. He ordered a water, and then hung his head slightly.
Vittore Corvo sat quietly, his wings twitching slightly. He siped his water, and grinned slightly, before he stood up, and began walking towards a booth, he didn't like the people surrounding him.
Vittore Corvo stood still for a moment, and turned his head, "hello." he stated, before continuing to walk towards the booth he was heading towards origionally.
Vittore Corvo looked at the person who was adressing him, "yeah, how do you know my name?" he asked, his left wing twitching.
Vittore Corvo sat awkwardly and eyed the egg, "why?" he asked, frowning at Jared.
Vittore Corvo sat quietly, thinking, "no, i'd rather not." he said, shaking his head.
Vittore Corvo sat quietly, "yes, I have heard of pokemon." he said, his face completely expresiionless.
Vittore Corvo folded his wigs into a comfortable position, "i deduced that, but i'd still prefer you keep it." He insisted.
Vittore Corvo chuckled, "I'm not quite one for pokemon." he said, crossing his arms.
Vittore Corvo cocked an eyebrow, "look, i just said I don't want the egg, please don't bug me about it." he said, biting his tounge.
Vittore Corvo walked into the bar, and took a seat, his wings hanging lazily behind him. He yawned widely, and opened his wing span. He then winced as he knocked over a few of the stool around him.
Vittore Corvo hunched over, and let his wings hang lazily. He then ordered a water, and waited for it's arrival.