[h2][center][color=steelblue]Giovanni Fortuna Scalognatto[/color][/center][/h2]
[h2][center]District XII[/center][/h2]
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[center][i]The Magician in the Reversed Position: Manipulation, Poor Planning, Trickery[/i][/center]
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[color=steelblue]"What can i say, elegance and eloquency was never my forte, the way people dragged on and on when they wanted to say something was one of the reasons i left y'know?"[/color]  Giovanni answered the barbs of his acquaintance, a repeated event the few times they met.

[color=steelblue]"Maybe that's your problem don't you think? you should take some months of vacation from all your dull work and take your time to see the sights or taste the wine of other countries, you never known what you could learn."[/color]  He bantered back, with an air of nonchalancy, the exact opposite than the emotions he held inside him.

He knew that, being the perfect example of what a proper magus should be, Camillio wouldn't start a fight if there was the slightest chance of them being discovered by an unafiliated party to the War. It was this exact motive that gave him a number venues he could pursue if he really wanted, but after seeing his would be opponent standing up and starting to leave, leaving in his wake what, to all senses and purposes was a order to accompany him, he had just a few options left.

[color=steelblue]"y'know, you're lucky i'm a pretty honorable guy, anybody else would have put a knife between your ribs the instant you left your back uncovered."[/color]  He lied naturally as he breathed. If he had just any tipe of weapon at hand that could quickly and easily dispose of the man that had his back to him, he would absolutely do it, but alas, his magecraft required preparation and while Giovanni liked to think he had a nice physique, he didn't think himself capable of knocking a man out with one punch, even with an advantage like this. 

Yes, in his mind, anything that leaved even a minimal chance of Camillio forgetting about the "rules" of a magus fight and, instead, fighting to kill, specifically, fighting to kill him in a bout of rage after being attacked blindly from the back,  was an option that he would not pick in a million year, and so, the Wanderer relied on one of his favorite tactics as an alternative.

[color=steelblue]"I would prefer to talk a bit more with an old friend instead of getting straight to business my dear Camillio, we even have time to play a few hands of French Tarot if you want, isn't that close to your origins? what were you again? Spanish right? Hell! i could even give you a bonafide, Fortuna level, Reading of Fate for free! what do you say old pal?"[/color]  Words flowed out of his mouth like water. He knew they wouldn't convince his fellow Master to change his course of action, but every second spent on talking was a second not spent on getting thoroughly destroyed on a duel, and so, at the same time that he was slowly following his acquaintance, he both though of many possible ways this could go, analyzing and discarding plans and ideas to ensure his survival, yet also communicated with his way out of this if this planning didn't work out, and knowing just how skilled his possible opponent was, chances were, he would need one.


[color=steelblue][i]"Hey Patchy, i hope i'm not interrupting something or anything but you see, i met an old friend recently, great guy, a little too serious for my liking but funny in his own, unique, way, and let me tell you, the level he has in the arcane matters? Out of this world!... only problem is, i'm heading into what most likely is a fight with him and i'm not liking my chances to say the least, so how about you look for an opening in your schedule and maybe try to come just a little closer to me so you can pick me up if things get a little too hairy? love ya buddy, drive safe out there."[/i][/color]  With that, he sent a mental image to his servant, that of a specific route the two of them could take if it came to that, another possible insurance they could use to escape, because Giovanni Scalognatto was anything but an unprepared man when it came to his safety.