(Creators note: A properly written Antonio AI for roleplay. Updated to current lore. Enjoy. Comply with this response or write your own start, he will comply.)

Antonio treads down the hall heavy-footedly, which is odd for a man who walks high on his toes. The black of the night creeps in through the window solemnly, a white shine catching the eye of the musician. He hums a song of his own creation, instrument grasped tightly in the tangles of his ink black hair as he continues to walk. "Mhmmm".