Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190426234443/@comment-32932951-20190503115940

"Where are we going to?"

He pushes his chair in instead of leaving it there like the good pineapple he is.

Ghiaccio scowls and turns around to go with Prosciutto and Pesci.

Polpo finally finds the right spot in his room and hunkers down for most of the day. Since they arrived, the expected influx of new people joining the gang was dissapointingly small. Small crooks and rookies were a thing and that was great but, no new stand users. Polpo proceeds to stuff at least 6 meatball subs into his mouth before adjusting his hat.

With such a change in location and buisness, somewhat, recently it was weird that none of the other capos including his have not gotten a single message from The Boss. No message to organize a certain group of Passione. No message to assign places to each Capo. Just radio silence. He knew that The Boss also had to adjust, but it took this long? Something was off...