Nemo narrowed his eyes.[color=c0c0c0] "Georgio's son?"[/color] Nemo sounded surprised, the sting from her earlier comments about him faded into worry.[color=c0c0c0] "Raiya, you can't just wage a ground war on the Giarciano gang, if the person you say is in New York, it means his entire overseas operation is with him as well. It's like fighting two gangs at once, with one of them being the most influential crime syndicate in all of Italy. Not just that, but the Giarciano gang has allies Raiya. The entire Yakuza would have to get involved for you to have a chance in that type of battle. And in my experience, I'd say your boss would probably rather just fork over their New York territory than get into a crusade over a foreign installment."[/color] Nemo tried to explain, but Raiya began to walk away from him.

Nemo got up himself and followed after her, continuing to talk. [color=c0c0c0]"But I presume you've already thought of that, meaning what you're really planning is a duel with Gianni. Which is even more insane, considering that the Giarciano family has historically always been a clan of extremely experienced witch hunters. They first sprung up in Sicily by travelling town to town and killing local magi for the townsfolk. You'd be walking into a deathtrap Rai-"[/color] Nemo was cut off when she shut the door in his face. [color=c0c0c0]"-ya."[/color] Nemo sighed and returned to his room, shutting the door behind him.

After returning to his room, Nemo paced back and fourth, sputtering curse words under his breath. After a while he began beating himself over the head with a fist for every utterance, his force only grew as the tirade went on. Eventually he walked over and turned the room's light to half power. It was then he noticed the burn marks on his pink robe, causing him to go wide-eyed.

Nemo used a couple small spells to repair his robe, doing the menial task had settled him down and cleared his mind. He then turned his attention to the more pressing matters. Nemo knew what had to be done now, he shed his robe and pajamas and opened the closet, looking for a more suitable outfit for the night. 
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Nemo already had his socks, boxers, and tank top on, and he rarely ever took off any off his jewelry or glove. He found a pair of black wool trousers and slipped them on, followed by a black leather western belt and revolver holster. He pulled a cream colored cotton textured knit polo shirt off a hanger and put it on. It had a black collar and sleeve-cuffs, as well as his name embroidered on the left part of his chest in black cursive lettering. The shirt fit rather loose, with the short sleeves nearly reaching his elbows. Nemo seemed to dislike skinny type fits in his wardrobe. The shirt looked rather vintage as well, like something out of the 60's somebody's grandfather would wear. 

Nemo left the closet to come to a wooden cabinet with drawers. He pulled the first one out to reveal a bunch of fancy looking boxes. He opened a green one to reveal a golden watch, a [url=https://images.rolex.com/catalogue/images/upright-bba-with-shadow/m116238-0072.png?impolicy=upright-majesty]Rolex Datejust 36 mm[/url] He put it on and then opened the next drawer, revealing a collection of customized revolvers sitting next to each other in order. Their angle and spacing in the compartment was so precisely identical that one would guess Nemo had O.C.D. He picked out his heavily modified small engraved black revolver and spun it into his holster. The 3.5 inch barrel and birdshead handle made it the easiest to conceal and draw. 

Before moving on, Nemo grabbed a small rectangular object that looked like a ornate voice recorder from on top of the cabinet. It was what Nemo preferred instead of the standard issue utilitarian manadials that took the place of a classic timepiece, a manacell type communicator. At first glance it was silver, engraved, with a white mana crystal inlaid on the upper half, and a few different analog buttons and small knobs on the lower half. Manacells were the second most popular way to access the mananet. 

Nemo dropped the communicator in his pocket and returned to his closet. He put on a brown double breasted faux mink fur coat and black and white wool polka dot scarf with fringe. The last thing to do was footwear. On the other side of the closet, shoe boxes lined the floor in order. He crouched down and opened one of them, pulling out a pair of [url=https://www.stadiumgoods.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/base/1000x600/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/a/i/air_jordan_5_retro_136027-100_1.png]Air Jordan 5's.[/url]

Nemo flicked the light off, closed the door, and left his room. He softly walked downstairs and put on his shoes by the door before leaving. He found them to be much more cushioned than his boots were. Nemo clearly had them for a while, despite being in immaculate condition, the side netting and out-sole were slightly yellowed. The shoes were probably original from the 90's. 

Nemo walked off in the direction of the woods once more, taking in the night sky as he did so. It was a long walk into town, but he was going to have to make it to find a portal master.