angelo "jude" genovese

There was no preparing yourself for the end of the world. Angelo had thought he was prepared. He'd thought he was ready. He'd read and considered and pondered a million times what it would look like. What it would feel like. But none of that had prepared him for reality. Halcyon City was gone...

There was literally no possible way this wasn't going to be weird. Literally all he knew about her was her name, and the fact that, according to at least two people, she was his daughter-from-another-dimension. A part of Angelo couldn't help but doubt it. For one, she was a girl. For another...

Blair had spent a good amount of her free time exploring and learning about his new home. They'd come to the library today, gathering an armload of books, with their tail holding one more. The half demon would float through the library, hoping to find at least one more. As he floated he'd...

This was stupid. This was the most stupid thing Diego had ever done. Why was he doing this again? Why wasn't he in a very secluded art shop in a shady area? Or maybe even stealing some other kid's art stuff? Because he had no money and was trying not to be an asshole. Duh. Diego sighed, as he...

He was not going to tell his father. Angelo had already decided that long before he'd made the appointment. It had taken some wiggling, but the one really good thing about therapists is they tended to be more willing to keep things secret. If the choice was between someone getting therapy in...

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By this point, Isstar was pretty used to this drill. He had been in the islets for a while now, having met various people from his family. Well, family was a loose term at the moment. Sure, he had been accepted as a Rukt'In and had it tagged along with his name by this point, but it would be...

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Angelo had heard about the video. He was pretty sure everyone had heard about the video, and plenty more had seen it. He guessed that was probably the point. Whoever had released it had definitely waited until the optimum time, because picking speech day--right when elections were really...

Angelo had a sneaking suspicion that something he'd said had pushed Masami towards this. Towards... having a fight. Why? He had no idea. What he'd said? Also no idea. It was like staring down at a massive arcane mechanism and having a button. All he knew was that pushing the button made a...

Lucy was someone that Angelo had mixed feelings on. He wanted to like them. They were a good person. But if he was being honest with himself, Lucy's appearance kind of unnerved him. It was the hair, mostly. The centipede-leg-hair. His vision was good, and that just meant he was seeing all those...

Dropping the letter on her desk slightly stunned, Zora sat back in her office chair not quite sure she actually believed what it said. She knew Broen had not quite been himself lately and was even slightly more withdrawn than normally. But she had not expected him to up and leave like he had...

Evie found, as she often did these days, that she was bored. Her usual shenanigans around the campus were starting to get old, so today she found herself exploring around the city. She'd been on the island for a few months now, and while she was certainly getting used to the supernatural...

Occupied by Basilio Genovese and his son Angelo, the apartment is relatively modest, both in size and decoration. The majority of the apartment is a single large room, with a living area and a kitchen. To the left side is the bathroom and entrances to both bedrooms. The most notable thing about...

Angelo knew a lot of people. There was no way around that. He remembered every person he'd ever met, and he considered a large number of them friends. Clarence and the other Wonders. Agatha and the other Sentinels. Gabe, and... well, mostly just Gabe. All the people he'd met since than on Manta...

Angelo had never been to Erione's shrine. He wasn't a worshiper, and the whole idea of a shrine--a temple, really--felt... personal. Like he was invading. Even if he didn't quite believe the things he'd believed back in Halcyon City (did he even count as a Christian anymore?), it still felt...

Angelo's injuries were relatively minor in the grand scheme of things. His eardrums had been ruptured, damaged in the massive roar that had cleared the snow for them. The damage, once the doctor had written it out and shown it to him, was determined to be not that bad. The kind of thing that...

Angelo had been careful in his choice of cafe. The one he'd picked had, at best, mediocre food with decent service. It was also nearly empty in the mid-afternoon, which was the very reason he'd chosen a cafe that was so subpar. He needed the quiet. He had no supernatural ability to heal, and so...

Christmas might have been overkill that year. Normally it was a more subdued affair - a trip to his grandparents, gifts under a big old fashioned tree, church mass... They'd had a small family, so it wasn't as if the house had been filled to the bursting. Last year's christmas had gone by in...

Raella arrived at the courtyard empty-handed. Of course she had to, hand carrying such a huge gun would definitely ruin the surprise. Not to mention the gun, already made of stainless steel, was adorned with elaborate patterns and designs which made it stand out even more. Checking her mobile...