Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-11644980-20140210151619

Allen Ciano's eyes snapped open the instant his alarm went off. Swating the clock quiet, he glanced over at it, knowing it would read exactly 5:00 AM. Rising from his slumber, he went about the lavishly decorated master bedroom of the Ciano Estate, readying his appearance for whatever he had planned today. He shined his shoes, ironed his suit, and cleaned and polished the Amico until it he could almost see his reflection in the side of the weapon. He glanced at the clock again: 6:00 AM.

Nodding with satisfaction, Allen left his room and headed out to the dining hall, where one of the help had already set out a hearty breakfast for him shortly before. Now however, the hall was totally empty save for Ciano himself. He reached into his jacket's pocket and retrieved his scroll from it, opening the small device and bringing up today's agenda.

Then he froze mid-bite. ''No, that can't be right... ''

He quickly brought up the agenda from the day before. Then tomorrow's agenda. They were both perfectly fine, but todays was... empty? He could've sworn that today was a work day... For the slightest of moments, Allen didn't know what to do. Then he just shrugged, finished his breakfast and headed for the garage. He glanced down at his watch as he walked. 7:00AM. Right on schedule. Whatever he was on schedule for, however, remained to be seen.