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Leonardo Marino (i_calltheshots) wrote in lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-03-11 23:15:00

uh oh. shit's going down
Who: Leo...and...others
What: the ATTACK
Where: Shangri-La Hotel; first floor, somewhere off of the lobby
When: MARCH 10; 11:51 pm
Rating: Mature
Open? to

gabelaroche for now, others to be announced.
EDIT: Now open to;

little_niccy;

illana_marino;

team_italy;

marinolaw;

spencer_nomore;

backoff_bitches

Leo didn't want to leave his wife's side, but when the lights had gone out, he felt slightly uneasy at not having any clue where most of his family was. He was responsible for their well-being, above anything else. Niccy was likely with Roxy, and Raul hopefully with Lucas and Lia, Charlie was...somewhere. He had to be sure they were fine, as it was his duty not only as their brother, father, and boss. He promised to be back in fifteen minutes, and managed to get a flashlight before he ventured off. He didn't want Illana to worry about him, and he didn't want to have to worry as he toted her along with him.

Walking out into the lobby, he swung the light over the room, catching the eyes of mostly strangers as he walked about. "Affanculo." He growled, not at all liking the inconvenience of having to look around a pitch black room with nothing but a damned flashlight to light his way. After doing a thorough sweep of the room and deciding nobody was there that he particularly cared about, he venture down the hallway to the right of him. God knows what his son was doing in the dark, with an entire hotel to wreak havoc in.

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little_niccy
2008-03-12 02:05 pm UTC (link)

Niccy headed down the hallway, his eyes wide as he searched in vain with the flashlight. No doors were open, people were milling but no one seemed to know where they were going. He picked up speed, trying to keep a pace Roxy could manage behind him.

He spotted an open door, not far from where he and Roxy had been exploring. He pushed it open, and it was like the one they'd be in, furniture covered in cloth. It was smaller. Niccy could smell the gun powder, but with a few sweeps of his flashlight, he couldn't see anything. He took a step into the room, scanning again, more slowly, and his flashlight landed on a shoe, leading to an ankle, leading to a leg.

He rushed forward, getting set to have Roxy go call the police. He expected it to be some stranger, but his heart nearly died in his chest when he saw the pained, pale face of his brother staring up at him. He immediately began to shake, and he kneeled at his side, using the flashlight to scan him over. His shirt was dark with blood, and his eyes were rolled into his head. Sickening, wheezing breaths were coming, but staggered, not normal.

"Oh god." His shoulders shuddered, and he looked to Roxy, helpless. "Go get help." His voice was broken, and he looked back to Leo, leaning forward and just hovering there, no idea what to do. Instinct began to lead him, and he looked to Leo's chest, trying to find where the blood was coming from.

"Leo, fuck, god no." Niccy turned and looked behind him, seeing a gahering crowd at the door. "CHARLIE!!!!!" It was the only name that he could think of that could help. "Ho bisogno di mia sorella!! CHARLIE!!!!!!!" He turned back to Leo, tears streaming down his face. "You don't fucking die on me, Leo." He turned again and roared his sisters name, trying to get her, anyone, into the fucking room to help. There was a jam at the door now, and he could see people trying to push through.

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illana_marino
2008-03-12 02:13 pm UTC (link)

Illana had understood when Leo told her that he needed to go find the rest of the family, and she gave him a quick kiss before he left, making him promise to come back soon. She entered into a conversation with one of the women that was nearby, annoyed slightly that she had to pretend to like people again. Fifteen minutes had passed, and Leo still hadn't returned. Illana was starting to get a little bit antsy. She wanted her husband back at her side. Figuring that things would go smoother if there were two people looking, and also knowing somewhere in the back of her mind that Leo would be angry with her for going off alone, Illana excused herself and grabbed a flashlight of her own, going off in the same direction her husband had.

She was fine for a few moments, until she got this pang of dread in her chest. She wasn't sure what had happened, why she felt uneasy all of the sudden. She glanced around her, behind her, and didn't see anyone. The feeling of dread just intensified when she heard a gunshot ring out. Covering her mouth with her hand, she rushed in the direction that the sound was coming from. When she arrived at the door, there were tons of people there, and she heard Niccy's voice screaming Charlie's name. Was it Niccy that had gotten shot? 'Please, no,' she thought, shaking her head. She pushed through all the people in the doorway roughly, making her way through. When she finally got through, nothing could have prepared her for the sight in the room.

Niccy was kneeling in front of a body, a body that Illana knew only too well. Her hands flew to her mouth and tears immediately came to her eyes. She ran over to Niccy and Leo, kneeling down next to Niccy. "Leo? Baby, look at me," she said, her hand moving to rest on the side of his face. She couldn't tell if he was looking at her, she couldn't really see anything past her tears. Looking at Niccy, she swallowed hard. "What happened? Was he shot?" she asked, her hand still resting on her husband's cheek.

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little_niccy
2008-03-12 02:26 pm UTC (link)

Niccy didn't take his eyes off Leo, feeling someone coming and kneeling next to him. He stammered as Illana asked him if he was shot, shaking his head. "I don't know. I..." He leaned over his brother, tearing the button down shirt open. His undershirt showed gashes, and Niccy could see blood pouring out of too many open wounds. His head spun and he felt sick.

"I... I think he's been stabbed." The words choked in his throat, and he had to move away, scurrying behind a piece of furniture to vomit. He remained there for a second, trying to catch his breath, trying to get his head to stop spinning, trying to get this horrible dream to end. He wanted to wake up, snuggled next to Roxy, his brother at him with Illana.

When he could stand up strait again, he rushed back to Leo, placing a gentle hand on Illana's back. "We need to stop the bleeding." He took Illana's hands, hovering them over two of the stab wounds he could find. He saw two more, and took those. "Press hard." He lowered his hands to Leo's chest, choking back a sob at the small cry that came from Leo as his palms touched down, applying pressure. "Fuck me. CHARLIE!!! LUCAS!! RAUL!!!!!" He let his head fall back, roaring names into the room, trying to get anyone in to help them.

"He's going to be okay, Illie. He'll be okay." Niccy didn't believe it for a second, but needed to hear it himself.

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illana_marino
2008-03-12 02:36 pm UTC (link)

Illana stifled back a sob as Niccy pulled open Leo's shirt, and her hands covered her mouth again. She didn't look away when Niccy got up and ran toward something. She heard him vomitting and she closed her eyes briefly, before opening them and placing both hands on her husband's face. She leaned over his face, looking down into his weak eyes. She didn't like that look in his eyes. "You better fight," she ordered, her voice breaking. "Don't you fucking leave me alone," she added, unable to stop the sob that time.

Niccy returned and took both her hands, pressing them against Leo's chest. Illana closed her eyes tightly and swallowed hard when Leo cried out, and she pulled her hands away briefly. She knew Niccy was right, they had to apply pressure to stop the bleeding. So she put her hands back on her husband's chest, pressing down. She looked up at the people standing in the doorway and her voice took on the angry tone she used when Raul was a baby.

"What the fuck are you people doing just standing there?!" she cried out, her eyes narrowing in anger. "Go get help! Go find the other Marinos!" she instructed, removing one hand briefly to wave them away. "GO!" she screamed, the tears still streaming down her face.

Turning back to Niccy, Illana nodded. "Yeah, he will. He has to be," she said, though she didn't really believe it either. His eyes were too weak, he wasn't moving at all. Even when he had been shot he'd been more animated, and he was losing so much blood. Niccy and Illana weren't helping to stop the bloodflow, there were too many wounds. She choked back a sob again at the realization that hit her.

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i_calltheshots
2008-03-12 08:01 pm UTC (link)

Through all the mind numbing pain, there was a sense of relief that washed over him when his brother and his wife were at his side. They were there, they would get help, and Illana would kick his ass when he was better. He had to think that way, he wasn't about to leave his family to fend for themselves. "La mia schiena ... All'interno del mio ritorno..." His voice was choked, a pained garbled sound and didn't even know if the words he said were loud enough for them to comprehend. The shards in his back still caused such a deep pain to reverberate though his weakening body.

His mouth gaped open in pain when Niccy's hands pressed to his chest, and he tried to take a breath, but found it hard to do so. His panicked eyes moved from Niccy to Illana, and he could do nothing to comfort them as he fought off the darkness that wanted to consume him. His hand felt all too heavy, but he raised it up to touch Illana's face, his fingers lazily touching to her lips. The fear in her voice was like nothing he'd ever heard from her, and he wanted to make her smile, to see that brilliant look on her face that lit up every room. She was the angel that would keep him here. "Il mio amore ascendente..." He managed to get out before another rip of pain caused a guttural cry came out of him, his eyes squeezing shut in pain.

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illana_marino
2008-03-13 03:24 am UTC (link)

Illana's eyes widened as Leo attempted speaking. She reached her finger out and put it to his lips. "Shh, ti verrà bene il mio amore. Sono qui," she soothed as best as she could through her tears. He spoke about his back and she glanced up at Niccy, wondering what he was talking about. "I think he was stabbed in the back, too," she said softly, tears still falling down her face. Every Marino family member in the room was a complete mess, and she refused to leave her husband's side. Not right now.

She glanced down at him as he reached his hand up and placed it on her face, running his thumb along her lips. Rolling those lips into her mouth, she grabbed his hand and brought it to her mouth, kissing his palm. "Ti amo di più," she whispered, forcing a smile through her tears as she looked down at him. Her world felt like it was collapsing around her, she didn't know what to do. All she could attempt to do right now was sooth the love of her life as he lay there before her, groaning in pain. She closed her eyes, wincing at the sounds he was making. Unable to keep herself from letting a few sobs past her lips, she turned her face into Leo's hand that she was still holding and gave into those sobs, holding his hand as if it were her only lifeline.

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i_calltheshots
2008-03-13 04:39 am UTC (link)

Leo choked a little as he gasped for air, his eyes wide with fear, which for a man who rarely showed what he was thinking or feeling, must have looked foreign to the people he loved most. He saw Niccy and Charlie, grateful for them here, but not wanting them to have to see this. The red-haired woman who knelt by his side actually looked like she knew what she was doing. The lights flickered on, but the darkness that crept in made it seem like not much of a difference. Just the fact that a blaring headache now joined the ache of his wounds.

He fought to stay awake, not wanting to slip away just yet. He would be back, he wouldn't leave his family. He would make the bastard who did this pay. He'd go after everything he cared about and make him watch it. His heart stuttered in his chest as adrenaline picked up in him, mixing with the pain.

The one person in the world who could keep him grounded and here, was his wife. Seeing her so broken was hurting almost as badly as the damned doctor poking at his skin. His hand tightened around hers, drawing strength from her, or as much as he could. "Ti amo, ti amo..." He repeated himself, not to say goodbye, but to keep himself there, to make sure she knew. Just in case.

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illana_marino
2008-03-13 04:57 am UTC (link)

The hustle and bustle of everyone around them slowly disappeared until all that remained in her line of vision was her husband. She continuously pressed kisses into the palm of his hand, and when she felt his hand squeeze hers, she returned her gaze to his face, forcing herself to calm her sobbing. She held his hand to her face with one of hers, while her other hand reached down to gently stroke his cheek. "Tenere su, il mio amore. Basta un po 'di mantenere il più a lungo," she whispered. She continued stroking his cheek gently.

Glancing down at him, she smiled softly. "Ti ricordi quando non sapevo qualsiasi italiano?" she asked him, trying to keep his mind off everything that was happening around them. "E poi lei mi ha insegnato, sono stato così ansioso di imparare," she reminded him. She was just a girl from New York, why would she have known Italian? "Hai fatto la mia vita tanto meglio, sapete che a destra?" closing her eyes, she fought back tears again, taking a deep breath. "Ti amo tanto, Leo. Sei il mio tutto," she sniffled, her hand moving from his face for only a moment to wipe away her tears before returning to caress his face. She moved his hand from her face to press his palm against her heart, covering her hand with his.

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i_calltheshots
2008-03-13 07:23 am UTC (link)

His breathing was growing more and more labored with each raspy breath he took, but he had to fight, he had to take one more breath, and another, and another. He couldn't leave her, he wasn't done yet. He nodded as she spoke, her voice filling his ears and keeping him there, comforting him, even though she was visibly shaken. She was the light keeping him away from the black, and he had to hold onto her with everything he had.

Nodding his head a little, he hissed as a new pain flashed through his body. "Mi ricordo ... Mi ricordo ..." All he could do was listen, as even speaking those soft words made his chest ache, leaving it harder and harder for him to breathe. He felt the darkness creeping in, and had to admit that some deep form of unconsciousness would be a relief from the pain.

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illana_marino
2008-03-13 09:42 am UTC (link)

Illana noticed that his breathing was getting raspier with every intake of breath, and she swallowed hard past the lump that had appeared in her throat. She continued telling him stories about their life together, trying to keep him calm. She could tell that he was starting to drift in and out of consciousness, and it worried her more than she would like to admit. Rolling her lips into her mouth, she stared down at her husband, her heart physically hurting at this point. He mumbled that he remembered, and she smiled softly, placing a finger to his lips. "Shh, amore. Non provare a parlare, so che lei ricorda," she soothed.

Watching as his eyes closed again, she took a deep breath, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. She moved her own hand to cover her eyes for a few moments, trying to regain her composure. She needed to be strong for her husband, it was what he would have done for her, she knew. Leo would be proud of her for being so strong when this was all over. She felt his move again and took her hand away from her face, seeing that his eyes were open again. She looked deeply into his eyes and then leaned foreward, resting her forehead against his. "Ti amo. Sempre e per sempre. Non dimenticate mai che," she whispered before pressing her lips to his in a soft kiss. She pulled away, her hands wiping at the tears on her face, holding his hand closer to her heart.

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i_calltheshots
2008-03-16 07:42 pm UTC (link)

Leo fought against the black that seemed to seep in all around him, every once in a while coughing and causing a searing pain to shoot through his body. He nodded in response to his wife, as he couldn't speak any longer, just listen and comprehend that she loved him, maybe almost as much as he truly and utterly adored her.

His lips barely moved into hers when she kissed him, but he tried. He wanted to assure her that he would be fine, that she had no need to worry about him or fear what life would be like without him. He was hers, and he wouldn't leave her so easily. "Ti amo." He managed to whisper out, tasting metal on his tongue as he fought back another cough. The alcohol had done some to numb him, and this time, it was all too much for him to fight against the blackness. His eyes closed and mind fogged, but he would be back, he assured himself, he had to be.

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