New York, Next Day: Giovanniello - Saldaré Meeting
April 14, 2000

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *A very nice Italian outdoor cafe, the weather being amenible to an outdoor meal today* ((I'm guessing and saying spring is spring. 3 days ago we get snow, today it's in the 80's.))

Silver Kane: [*Grins*]~arrives with matt, and looks about ~

Matthew Wile: *will arrive of course with Kane, unless instructed differently*

Matthew Wile: *falling more easily into badyguard mode today, getting used to the feel of it again*

Silver Kane: ~if and when he spots nicia he will head over to her, other wise he's asl the manger type person~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Sits in the outdoor section, sipping espresso and reading a newspaper*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~Nicia will be there if her father permits~

Silver Kane: ~when he arrives he nods~ "..Don Enzo, Nice to meet you."

Don Enzo Giovanniello: Saldare. *Nicia is there, this does concern her*

Silver Kane: ~he waits to be seated~ "..How are you today."

Nicia Giovanniello: ~smiles at Kane, truly glad to see him~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The waiter seats him properly as befits a man who sits with the Don* I am, well. My daughter brings me much in these past few days.

Matthew Wile: *Matthew is silent, and respectful, he stands a few feet back off Kane's right shoulder, and watches about*

Silver Kane: ~he leans in and kisses Nicia's cheek before sitting ~ "..I hope it's news you can , well, digest ~points to matt~ this is Matthew."

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Smiles faintly* I am reminded, that occasionally plans are second to other events.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: And Matthew is...?

Nicia Giovanniello: ~She'll take a seat~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~smiles at the kiss from Kane~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~wonders how her father will react to their age difference~

Silver Kane: "My Gaurd."

Nicia Giovanniello: Caio, Matthew. ~smiles~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *when you're drowning, a teacup of water more is not gonna make much difference*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods his acceptance of this necessity* You have words for me, Saldare?

Silver Kane: "Yes, I do Don Enzo. I would like to discuss the marriage of your Daughter. And us, or the Saldare Helping the Giovanniello and the Becilli

Don Enzo Giovanniello: A topic that seems to have been discussed at length recently. Signioria Syntax has spoken with you?

Silver Kane: "She has, yes. I feel this is something we can do very well.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: I would like to hear how you would benefit from this.

Silver Kane: "Here is it, on the table. I've seen Signiore bicelli. I've Told him, That it would be good to ally with him, as I would like to marry Nicia, and set up this Buffer. I would even more, speak with you about it..He is awaiting my call.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~she can not keep from smiling, hearing Kane say he wants to marry her~

Silver Kane: He also asked, what's my beneifit. I'll tell you. It will strengthen my position when i try to achive my rank in a few days from now. And you know why Siginore Enzo? So i have have a leg to stand on, and Marry your Daughter, that is my benefit in this. I will marry your Daughter, and Give her son a name you can be proud off.

Matthew Wile: ((Apologies, PC locked up))

Silver Kane: (no probs)

Nicia Giovanniello: (s'okay)

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Sips* Signiore Saldare, what you propse is indeed bold and indeed would strengthen your position within the house when you return to Milan to make your case. For my grandson to have an honorable name is a good thing, however I am concerned for the name of my own family. How does it look when my sons go to Milan, what words will be spoken of them?

Silver Kane: "Thier own. I do not Speak for your House, nor will i be doing so in the Future.. I'm here to stop a war, one i senses will only lose lives in the upcomming years. You have problems internally, nad they will not go away Siginore. I love your Daughter, and Will make every effort to take her hand..

Silver Kane: ~leans forward~ This allience will be profitable for all. Stengthen the 3 houses position and Siginore Bicilli just wants to be left alone. In matters where you two clash, I will arbitrate, and My record with the house speaks for itself.. My interest will be the The God Father's interest, becuse i am not even in NY, and Really, I build software, nothing to threath4en you with .

Matthew Wile: *he continues to watch, but he's listening as well, to see if he can figure this into the whole picture*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods solemnly* Yes, but with the marriage and any accord signed with you as a buffer party, you would be inserted into New York, like it or no.

Silver Kane: "I have to be, I will not deny it. ~leans back~ bascially, you would all want to know what i gain. I just want your Daughter and Fighting to stop, permantly.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Sips* Hmm. My house works efficiently to expand its' holdings. Why should there be a return to wastefulness?

Silver Kane: ~smiles patiently at Don Enzo~ You contridict yourself. I'm giveing you leave to expand your holdings now. Even more so, for you will not work into Fox, as I expand even more, the papers for such expanion are already on file in Italy.

Silver Kane: You will expand and lose resources. I offer almost instant expansion, and additional resources.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods, the boy's good* I find myself swayed by your arguement. As head of House Giovanniello, I ask you to draw the agreement up, amenable to the approval of all involved parties.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~another hurtle cleared~

Silver Kane: ~Smiles~ and would i be Of the Corporate House if i wasn't Already prepared?.. ~handing over several contracts that point out 5 years pull out. Control over working territories and gradual pull back to "peace time position with the Neutal area's controlled by both. Additonal Votes in the Central house and Aribtration.~

Silver Kane: ~curiously enough, The contract is made so that House Saldare is absent from almost all dealing of the Giovannilleo and Bicello's , unles they cannot agree, then he is abritation. Shared resrouces, but no pooling, majortiy vote decision blockatble by Centaral house of Italy.~

Silver Kane: ~contract to be reneogiated in 5 years,. It has death protecting incase someone get's ansi, everntyhing stays within, the House and if the House is lost, tothe Main central House for distrubution so the "other" parties don't profit~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~She knew he want all this to work but she hadn't realise he was that far ahead in the dealing~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Looks everything over (law4, specialty:Contractual) before looking up at Kane* And for this, you will marry my princesia?

Nicia Giovanniello: ~sips her espresso~

Matthew Wile: *almost says something, but doesn't ave leave here to.*

Silver Kane: ~looks him straight in the face~ No. I marry Nicia because I want to , not becuse of a contract ~he's very firm on that~

Silver Kane: ~the contracts are as stated. Owing to an glasswalke efficiency, and fact kane can't lie, their perfectedly and expectedly convaluted, but are 97% as stated. a few gray Areas, but then, that's what ritual combat is for.~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Smiles* That is good. Truly, I would rather see my daughter happy on her wedding day.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~it takes a lot for her not to get teary eyed, focusing on her son to help her... tear well up in her eyes, but don't fall, cause she miss Antonio so much~

Silver Kane: ~nods~ "..All you have to do is sign, and I'll have don Bicelli here too, so it's no one "signs first: I'll also ithin 1/2hour have this and projections posted to the central house. So we all get the Reknown we deserve.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~she reaches out and touches her father's hand~

Matthew Wile: *still just standing and watching. The man can be really damm still. It must come from when the barber cuts his hair*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods, extracting a Cross pen from his pocket and signing swiftly*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~withdraws her hand after a moment~ (sorry a bit slow)

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *smiles to first his daughter, than this man who would be his son-in-law*

Matthew Wile: ((Well, it's time for bed here. Matt will continue to "guard" Kane, and the Giovanniellos.))

Nicia Giovanniello: (night, Matt... *hugs*)

Silver Kane: ~he nods, his signiture is already on the Original and reaches across the table~ Thank you Don Enzo, This is more than business, it's a rare pleasure.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~she moves to kiss her father on the cheek and whisper~ Thank you, papa.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods, smiling briefly* Of course. Now then, who would like to order?

Silver Kane: ~clears some more hurddles. Get's ready mental for Milan~

Silver Kane: ~points at the Don~ Please Order for me, I have to contact Don Becilli and have those papers signed and then faxed

Nicia Giovanniello: ~sets aside formality and kisses Kane on the cheek too~

Nicia Giovanniello: (brb)

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods, clicking his fingers together one time* The usual.

Nicia Giovanniello: (back) ~sits back able to relax a bit now~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Salad is skipped, going directly to, well, a traditional Italian fete of near frightening proportions*

Silver Kane: ~comes back after he's done talking to Don Bicelli~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *the busboy arrives and clears the first course away, Don Bicelli will be arriving shortly. The waiter coming with the second course stumbles, his tray laden with food spilling towards the giovanellis*

Silver Kane: ~takes a seat and sighs~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~looks up at the waiter as he stumbles and the food come at them, automatically her hands go up in "defense"~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Time seems to sllllllooooooow down as the waiter recovers rather too quickly, coming up with his fist wrapped around a pistol aimed at Don Giovannelli*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~only sees the gun~ Papa!

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Two gunshots, painfully loud, echo through the street. The first bullet rips through Kanes' midsection, exiting out the the side to go off into the distance, the second catching him slightly higher and further offcenter.*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *And yes, the panic button has been pressed*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The shooter just looks at Kane, knowing he's about to die. His eyes are calm, accepting of his fate*

Silver Kane: ~near mortally wounded, the old guy while "falling" manages to get pissed off as he hits the ground~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~Flinches when she hears the gunshot... looking to her father to see if he got hit......then to kane~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~eyes wide~ Michael!!.... ~as she tries to get to him...~

Silver Kane: ~grabs the guy as he's falling~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Kane falls, his 'flailing' arms grabbing the shooter-they both tumble to the ground-papa has no wounds, but a lot of main course on his clothes*

Nicia Giovanniello: (place my posts where they should be)

Silver Kane: ~scrambling about on the ground,it get's pretty bloody, he tries to haul up and wank this guy , hard, so his head bounces~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~stops short as they fight...she looks around the area~

Silver Kane: ~punches his non-moving, target, drivinghis hands into the floor instead~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Assassin, being dazed and confused, shakes his head just enough to throw Kanes aim off, Kane's fist doing an excellent job of hitting the pavement*

Silver Kane: ~tries instead to hit him in the face this time~

Silver Kane: ~it's a good thing he can't feel his hand about now~

Silver Kane: ~hit him one more time cause he's pissed off at getting shot~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The fist meeting face makes a nice meaty cracking sound...yup, that'd be a broken nose there. The assassin looks at Kane, for the first time a glimmer of fear replaces the calm demeanor, and then his eyes roll back and he is down for the 10-count.*

Silver Kane: ~rolls up and still on the Floor~ We have to leave. And bring this fool along... so he can speak.

Silver Kane: ~he can say all this without gasping cause he can't feel a god damn thing~

Nicia Giovanniello: M..michael...

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The Don stands in agreeance, the four of them being the only visible people on the street now. And yes, those sirens are the sirens of policemen.*

Silver Kane: ~staggars to his feet, montary slipping in his own blood. And, there is a lot of it, yes their is, a whole lot to be sure~

Silver Kane: ~holds on to table, picks up the bambino, still in near man so he can have the strength and scans the street~

Silver Kane: ~mental note. Wear vest~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~grabs some napkins from any table for Kane, bleedin wounds~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Matthew steadies Michael, grabbing the unconscious 'waiter' and helping to haul him off*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~makes should nothing is left behind, brief case, coats etc.~

Silver Kane: ~motions to a car, hopefull,shoving Don Enzo along~ Move. Fine, will heal.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~will get in the car so designated~

Silver Kane: ~heals as best as he can~

Silver Kane: ~ge't in car, drags unconcious man, Slugs him agian for distrubing his meal~

Nicia Giovanniello: Papa are you alright?... Michael... ~Checking his wounds~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: Si, si...I am fine...Don Saldare....

Silver Kane: ~let's see, one doubts you can actually see the wounds with all the blood from the first one.. Mental note. Get fretish permified to crinos~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Blood and italian food do ~not~ mix well, in case you were wondering. Rich food mingles with sharp, blood, producing an altogether nauseating scent*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~will get to with wounds on Michael.. tearing his shirt if she has to... applying pressure to the wounds with the cloth napkins or what ever she can get her hands on~ (firstaide 1)

Silver Kane: ~the wounds are hidden behind massive amounts of blood and clothing, but when one clears the blood away, no actually woulds are visible~

Silver Kane: ~mental note. Kane makes bad bullet catcher~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The driver-drives. quickly, efficiently. It's been awhile since he's had to do this*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~wiping away the blood, hands shaking, she looks up at Kanes face~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~hugs Kane... not caring about the blood~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: ((*ST Pause for collective "Ewwww" from the peanut gallery*))

Silver Kane: ~he's just angry. He seems to forget nicia is even there, occassionally growling at the man who he hit a couple times. finally he notices her hands on his chest and spares her a smile, it's a pretty grusome smile, with too much facial hair, fereal eyes and blood splatter~ "..Lunch. Sucked. Never going back." ~rumbles~

Silver Kane: ((ewwwww))

Nicia Giovanniello: ~check her father over once and then the unconscious guy to make sure he is still breathing~

Silver Kane: ~reaches for brief case. Good. Contracts still in place~

Nicia Giovanniello: (hey, she just got free to marry the man she loves... saw him get shoot and he still alive.. blood is a small price to pay for a hug *chuckle*))

Silver Kane: ~takes a look around as they speed, making sure their not being followed~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Smells like...man. normal, joe average. Balance is slightly towards the wyrm, but not too heavy.*

Silver Kane: ~sits tight till they get to where their going. hold nicia one hand, cases in other, needs to clean up~

Silver Kane: "This sort of thing happen alot Don Giovanniello?

Nicia Giovanniello: ~holding tightly to Kane's hand, now noticing she is covered in blood~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: Not in the last...4 years.

Silver Kane: "..hmm.. I see. ~is all he says~ anything you want to tell me about. I was not aware that things between you and the Bicelli's had detoriated so far. Or is this internal.

Silver Kane: ~lleans up and moves to check the guy over., doubts he's got anything on him or usefully. But you can never tell~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: I....don;t know.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~Nicia's face drains of all color at the "internal" comment~

Silver Kane: "Wish i had some smelling salts.. ~snorts~ Glances at the don. We've never been formaly introduced, i should say.. Auspice?

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *No wallet, no ID. He was apparently doing good, 50 bucks in tips, and the cafe had opened only 3 hours before.*

Don Enzo Giovanniello: Galliard.

Silver Kane: ~nods again, with a smile~ been looking for a galliard, thiking of taking a break, moving to fox. ~can't help but laugh~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~glances at Kane as he laugh, but doesn't join him.. ~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Chuckles softly* I may stop by to visit my daughter...but Fox is your home, Don Saldare.

Silver Kane: ~grins~ Anyway, Get's the blood racing again. ~Looks at this guy~ Philidox, and if he's going to talk, your going to have to do it, Keep me informed.

Nicia Giovanniello: ~is now feeling really queasy for the blood and food, can a person turn green?~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Nods* I will.

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *Rolling the windows dow just a crack to allow air circulation...not everyone has smelled blood with linguine sauce and gunpowder*

Silver Kane: ~holds on to nicia , he assumes their headed to the Don's place and will get out there~

Silver Kane: ~it's an aquired taste~

Don Enzo Giovanniello: *The limo, after taking a rather longish route, does eventually end up back at the Don's place, pulling in and finall, the driver opens the door and the...relatively...fresh air of New York City comes in*

Nicia Giovanniello: ~breathes some of the air... she is visibly shaking, not from fear... but from all the tension from the last couple of days~

Nicia Giovanniello: ~will get out as quickly as she can... events of the past few days hitting her hard...~

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