Hell's Family
Uno
I'm Arietta Conti. Gunslinger extraordinaire and Cloud Guardian.
I was originally from the schioppo famiglia, but some bad events happened which made me have to leave. A few years later I was recruited into the Varia.
I liked it better here, even though it is so loud and destructive.
I pulled on my jacket that was sitting on my recently made bed and buttoned it up, smoothing down the wrinkles. I tousled my hair slightly and walked out the door, used to the change of lighting. My room usually was very dark compared to the rest of the place. I never bothered turning on the lights. I walked down the long hallway, passing the men tending to Xanxus, who were sweating and shivering of fright.
They stuttered out greetings as they passed, but I didn't care.
I turned a corner and stopped in front of a pair of double doors. The handle was gold and shined from the lighting; even though just earlier this place was covered in smoke an dust from our raid.
I wrapped my slender fingers around the knob and rotated it, pulling the door open and walking in. The room was spacious and decorated with many empty frames. There was a fireplace on the left wall with a chair next to it and A small couch and coffee table sitting in the middle of the room facing a wall with a dart board and two Large windows on each side of it.
"Arietta dear, there you are~"
I looked back over to the fireplace to see the Sun guardian and big sis/ mother of the Varia Lussuria standing with a Pink martini in his hand.
I walked forward and leaped over the couch, landing on the soft cushions next to Belphegor The Storm Guardian/Prince the Ripper, who was laughing his signature "Ushishi" as he threw his knives at a Photograph taped onto the dart board. I knew soon the Prince would get bored of the Dart Board and start using Fran -The replacement Mist guardian who was looking out the window to the right of the dart board- as a pin cushion for his knives. Lucky for Fran, Belphegor's knives would usually stab his largely cushioned hat that was in the shape of a Frogs head.
"The Prince doesn't appreciate the Princess disappearing so suddenly." Belphegor stated throwing another knife at the dart board.
"I was only in my room, I had to repair some of my box weapons. The Cylinder of my Revolver was popped out and The Barrel on my M16 Assault riffle was a little bent. Also, Alessio's leg was injured so I had to bandage that up." I said lifting my legs and resting my feet on the table next to Belphegor's.
"It would have gone a little faster if FRAN was nice enough to bring me a fresh roll of bandages." I finished grabbing one of Bel's knives out of his hand and launching it at Fran, the knife embedding itself in the said Mist guardians back.
"Arietta-Sempai, do you have to throw knives at my back? It's bad enough when the fallen prince does it." Fran was monotone as always, and he didn't even flinch when the knife pierced through his skin.
"Ushishi, Who are you calling a fallen Prince? ugly kohai." Belphegor grinned as he threw a few more knives at the poor defenseless Frog.
"Now, Now, you two..." Lussuria was amused.
I sighed and leaned my head back, staring at the ceiling.
This was a usual event in my life.
At that thought I couldn't help but give a small smile.
I can't say I look forward to it every day, but Hell, We are Varia.
My TRUE famiglia.