What a beautiful painting..

Vincenzo had awoken in worse states then this, and the feeling of being drugged wasn't all that new to him either, but he usually had recollection of what happened before, the last he remembered he was on leave, so this likely wasn't his employers handiwork...

He opened his eyes, the whole world groggy, shifting himself up against a nearby wall, his vision clears and he finds he's not alone in the room.
Another man sat opposite him, a mattress also lay not far away.
And then he spotted the painting...

"Hmm, Otto Rapp's Deterioration of Mind over Matter... I recall helping steal its brother, alerting the authorities to this... so, maybe revenge scheme?" he wondered aloud,

[OOC: It's 3rd person perspective, but not past tense. You write "opens" instead of "opened" for example. And dw, I study literature and grammar, I wouldn't expect everyone else to know everything xDD]

Theo opened his eyes, suddenly alerted by the strange voice. He soon realised that in his disorientated state he had completely overlooked the other man in the room.
He heard the man mention the painting and cringed inwardly when he unintentionally glanced at it again, someone needs to put a sheet over that thing..

'If it's brother is anything like that, why would you want to steal it?' he asked, without thinking about the fact that he was talking to someone who was, at best, an art thief, 'is something like that really valuable?' He wasn't really an art person himself so he couldn't quite grasp why someone would want something so nightmare inducing.

Vinny chuckled before he replied to the man,
"Money, and I've had some strange employers"
He stood up and offered his hand,
"Vincenzo Santorini, most call me Vinny, I explosive ordinance expert, You?"
Eyes shifted to the door for a moment,
"And you have idea what's going on?"



{Just to explain Vinny's thinking, he thinks its another job[so far] also short post because i lazi}

Theo stared at his outstretched hand wearily, surely he has nothing to do with this, right?
After a few minutes he decided to take a chance on him. If he was trapped here then he was probably doomed either way, might as well have some company on the way down, he thought, sighing lightly.

'Theo.. well Theodore..' he stood up quickly to greet the man face to face, fumbling slightly on his words, 'let me start again.. I'm Theodore Hale, history professor.. most likely former history professor if I don't get out of this place soon,' he said with nervous laughter. When Vinny spoke of his profession he shuffled his feet slightly, 'explosive ordinance expert, huh? Sounds dangerous,' he glanced towards the door and shook his head, 'I have no idea, maybe this is all just some big joke?'

"Most jokes don't involve noxious gases and amnesia, regardless of how 'big'" Vinny walked over and tested the door handle.
"Locked, if only I had some supplies" He then went to the bathroom, to check for windows.
"No windows, door locked, basic supplies, security cameras and a television" he listed off the obvious as if hoping something would become evident, waving at the camera upon noticing them.
"Well, might as well get more acquainted, where are you a Professor at?"

[OOC: Sorry I haven't been around much to rp with D: Just busy with work and planning and then celebrating my mum's birthday xP Hope to be around more often now that at least one of those things is over with ;3]




Theo watched as Vinny checked the door and walked through to the bathroom, 'to be honest, I'm not sure the presence of explosives would make me any less tense about the situation we're in..' He glanced at the objects Vinny listed off, lingering on the security camera. Wonder what kind of twisted person is watching from behind that camera.. he thought curiously.

'Me? I just work at a local college close to home in the States,' he generalised, not wanting to give too much away to the man in front of him or the person watching them. Then again if they'd been watching before they kidnapped me then they probably know a lot more than where I live and work.. he thought and sighed.

'What about you? What exactly does an explosive ordinance expert do?' he asked.

"Anything for the right price, which usually a lot, but for the most part I work with a team in a private military group... thing... Not sure what we're actually called, but it pays well, travel a lot"
Vinny looked over at him, and with a confused expression asked;
"Wait, you were taken from America? That adds to the confusion, I was off duty at my family's Flower shop in Cadegliano Viconago, near the Swedish border"
'Who ever's done this, they're dedicated...'


{Also, you may want to jump on to the TTW with 10}