Nemo sat on the living room couch with his legs kicked up on a stool. He had taken a shower before he returned home, and his clothes were clearly recently cleaned. He had shed his coat, scarf, sneakers, and was wearing a black knitted polo with pastel pink collar, sleeve cuffs and name embroidery now. Nemo was idly spinning his embellished 4 inch birdshead colt revolver in his right hand, reading the paper emitting from the manacell held in his left. 

He saw his mugshot, taken back when Felix had captured him. He had a toothy grin on his face despite the lofty sentence he had recently received at the time. His eyes then trailed down at the picture taken from the outside of the building, seeing Gianni hanging by his neck from the window. 

[i]The Giarciano Witch Hunter crime syndicate was the largest in Italy, but with their boss deceased, and no suitable candidates left to take over, is soon expected to crumble without leadership. We attempted to contact the Vatican Arcanocracy but they refused to comment.[/i] 

Nemo heard Raiya descend the stairs, he deconstructed the paper and pocketed his manacell. [color=c0c0c0]"It feels good to be back in the papers again, Raiya. In [i]The Clever Magi[/i] too, that's a pretty good one."[/color] Nemo commented without looking at her. [color=c0c0c0]"I don't think anybody will be bothering your gang again anytime soon. Fixing these types of problems is my specialty." [/color]

Nemo abruptly stopped spinning his revolver, catching the grip in his palm. He returned it to his holster. [color=c0c0c0]"With this, I do hope we can go back to being friends again." [/color]