Political agitation among the republicans that want to overthrow the monarchy and proclaim a republic.
Sequel of:
Do You Hear The People Sing?
Singing in the Valley of the Night
"THE SITUATION IS ONLY BECOMING WORSE!" Fiumi Polidenti, a Die-hard Republican, yells in the midst of the Republican faction meeting building (as of course only afforded to the three factions of the Italian Government). "The Vicious acts can only be perpetuated as the Higher Castes continue to become lurchers and leeches stealing behind the backs of the common citizens of the people!"
"The People of Italy will continue to be abused as that Cross-Eyed Gun Leech in power with that Witch only making his incompetent mind much more sluggish and perceptive to the plight of the people he swore to represent!" Miamadre Belladonna, part of Polidenti's clique of Die-Hard Republicans, speaks loudly as he slams a fist onto the meeting table.
"It'll continue to become worse with you friable bunch of poltroons trying to Masquerade our supporters! Leading the Republicans serving the people and changing it to serving your heads of eggshells!" Shouts back Giovanni Respatori, another leader of the factionalised Republicans.
"What did you say?!" Belladonna shouts as he is red in anger at Giovanni.
"I think this session needs to quiet down.." Senator Octavian Ottorus speaks out with a frown before he is cut-off as the duo begins another one of their more consistent fights. He palms his face as he looks at the Republicans he was practically working with.
Ever since Machiavelli's own support of the creation of a Constitutional Monarchy, the Republican faction's once united front can only crumble in multiple spheres of cliques that Octavian can only compare to common thugs meeting with other factions of crime in taverns to host bar fights with the loose goal of 'bringing a semblance of peace'.
Once respected members that sought to bring forth a state that represents the people they were meant to serve, only turned towards holding grudges against anyone and everyone that would agree or disagree to anything.
Octavian couldn't help but believe this was one of Machiavelli's motives towards not favouring the Republicans much recently, to divide those who are truly loyal enough to form a legitimate government that would provide stability and those who only sought the destruction of the Monarchy – to split them means they couldn't collaborate to conduct a true revolution that would get King Luciano to leave the building.
His thoughts were interrupted as a bar match inside the Republican Faction Meeting Building practically destroyed every piece of furniture aside from the chair he was sitting on..for the third time that month.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, he shakes his head in disappointment at the other members of the faction, then decides to leave before anything more idiotic could occur that would even make him and his eccentricities annoyed.
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Closing the door behind him, Octavian couldn't help but look at the night sky and its plentiful amounts of stars shining down on him and the several other people like him looking back at it with an awe-struck face.
Holding tight to his pistol, in case some idiot decides to try and mug him, he walks out of the place to take a wander around the Capital City of the Kingdom of Italy. Maybe a piece of inspiration would reach him to think about and add to his list of projects to develop?
The night breeze tickles his exposed skin, with its fresh and coolness being breathed into his nostrils bringing a sense of refreshment from the chicken hen that was his faction's meeting plac-
"HELP!" And other calls for attention are heard across the small commoner-based market section of the City.
Hearing them, Octavian grips his pistol as he quickly races towards where the calls for help came from with as much stealth he can place in – his adrenaline racing through him with all of his senses sharpened with the sound of a struggle being heard as he comes close to the location..
"Common thieves!" He thunders in anger as he sees these..thugs attempting to kidnap many of the commoners while destroying the many closed and open stalls, then the Night Guard..
"ARE YOU IMBICILES!" He yells loudly at the cowardly group of guards staying at the sidelines, causing them (and the thugs) to flinch and become shocked at the infamous Senator appearing out of nowhere. "DO YOUR JOBS!"
Not wanting the madman to try and rant at them, the Guards quickly apprehend the common thugs that tried to deface the Italian People's place of haggling, selling, and buying wares.
"How." He grits his teeth with anger as he grabs the neck of a passing guard with strength nobody expected him to have. "Did." His eyes look at the whimpering person's eyes. "This even happen! You and your brothers were here, were they not?" He gets a shaky nod in response to his query.
"When you see a person in need, you do not simply stand abide and let the crime happen!" He spits out with seething anger, he tosses the guard to the side. "Make sure not to allow this incident to happen again..
no matter who tries to pay you or any of your friends!" The man pales at that implied knowledge. "Go!" he flees as Octavian continues to look at him with a disappointed look on his face.
"To think it even happens in Roma." His complexion softens to a saddened expression as he takes full attention at the crying civilians that was hurt during the whole incident..not to mention the destroyed stalls and – now his focus wasn't focused on a person anymore – the buildings that were trashed from the inside out.
"This is what happens when the so-called people's faction,
The Republican Faction, continues their bickering on the less necessary subjects and not focus on the People." He mutters sadly, before a new idea enters his head.
"Mayhaps..I can get others to get on this venture – one that isn't focused on the Monarchy Question, but one that focuses on the issues, solutions, and providing service to the very people this Country stands for." He looks at the moon with a resolute look on his face.