Sic vis pacem parabellum - Mario

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Post by Jedi_Master_007 on Mon Mar 23, 2009 6:22 pm

Mario's movements were slow and deliberate. First he looked over his shoulder at Eve. Then the rest of his body followed. He folded his arms and leaned his ass against the railing. To the undereducated, Mario looked like he was making himself a mark. To the astute mind however, Mario was much more dangerous then he looked. Not the least of which was because the man had spent many years in the water. Having been a US Navy SEAL in the heyday of Navy SEALs, Mario had long ago perfected the art of being in the water. Making himself vulnerable to being thrown overboard merely meant he was prepared to drag someone in with him.

The reason he pulled Eve out of that mess was to make sure she survived this, and so a mere second later, Mario pushed himself off of the railing and took two steps forward. His eyes looked Eve up and down. They were cold and deep. They were observant. When he was done completely sizing her up and down, Mario pointed towards a crate in the back, near the motor. Wordlessly he stood aside and then walked halfway towards it, indicating she should check it out.

When the crate was opened, it revealed a pair of revolvers, heavy bore ones, a trio of combat knives, a heavily modified Remington shotgun, a half dozen flashbang grenades, and finally a silenced MP5 modified with an ACOG scope. There were several boxes of ammunition. "Sic vis pacem parabellum," Mario said in a slightly audible tone as he stepped up next to Eve.

Without looking away from the weapons, Mario slowly turned towards Eve. After another second or two, he looked over at her and made eye contact. "This is a message from the Black Hand."

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Post by Ac1ds0ld13r on Fri Mar 06, 2009 6:07 am

Eve came to slowly. Her mind drifted through the haze of what had happened and where she was now. Slowly she became aware of the ground moving around her. It wasn't the slow rumble of earthquakes though. Water. She was on a boat. Her eyes fluttered open, half expecting to feel the sun burn into them, but was met with a warm, soft glow and the hum of what could only be a generator. When you spent time on the run, you learned the noises that provided comforts. When your haven was a run down, abandoned basement of an old foundry, you bought a generator post haste, and learned a little light does wonders for your mood.

Eve sat up, realizing she was naked. Unashamed she stood up and sniffed the air. Sea salt. It was thick in the air. Someone had set her leg, she tested it when she stood up. It was still a little sore, but it had healed almost completely. She was hungry. Very hungry. Eve pushed the thought to the back of her mind and listened to the sound of the boat. After her hunger abated enough for her to think she took in her surroundings, very spartan in appearance, the place had almost nothing inside of it. She noticed the cowboys sweater and fatigues.

A smile spread across her lips as she picked them up. Mario. The only person she knew that would have laid those clothes out for her. She pulled the sweater over her head and picked up the fatigues. She pulled them on and cinched the straps on the waist as tight as they would go. She frowned at the huge amount of room left in them. Either Mario had put on weight, or she seriously over-estimated the size of her own ass. She shook her head and unlaced the straps. Then tied the two on the sides in front of her, like the draw strings on sweat pants. She cinched them tight again and tied the two in front of her. They still sagged in front of her, but at least she wouldn't have to hold them up.

After another pause she headed out the door and onto the deck of the small boat. She seen Mario leaning over the railing and made a face. She wasn't exactly happy to see him, but she was at the same time. His presence here meant he was going to get involved with her problems. Han was a big, dangerous problem. Ken and Chris were a big dangerous problem, and even though Mario and his pack were perfectly capable of kicking ass and taking names, they were coming into foreign territory with an army of entrenched troops arrayed against them, and unlike the Camarilla; these foes had no mandates or compunctions against violence.
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Post by Jedi_Master_007 on Mon Mar 02, 2009 7:39 pm

Mario watched from the corner of the warehouse in silence as Eve made her stand against Han. She'd have taken Ken and Chris. Those two had nothing resembling shooting skill. It was a shame they'd left. If they had stayed behind, Eve might've taken one or both out before going down to Han the way she did. Han was an interesting character to watch in a fight but now Mario knew all he needed to know about how lethal the Lasombra could be. With some fire support, he would be ideal for striking multiple targets down at once. As it stood, Han was deadly with wearing down a foe, but wearing down a foe took too long. Members of the Midnight Symphony were trained for their lethal efficiency.

Mario considered Hans tactics from Eve's perspective and then decided to give him a little more credit. Mario had been so used to relying on firearms that he hadn't noticed Han's lack of one the entire time. If Eve would've had a way to attack Han from a distance she might have had a better chance. Mario's head cocked to the side for only a second when Eve was finally left on the ground. Her last yelp of defiance was...Mario couldn't think of the word. Instead he focused on the lens of his night vision and swept the warehouse.

Once he was certain though sight and sound that there was no sign of Han or the return of Ken and Chris, Mario pushed himself out of the corner. He power walked to Eve's position on the ground. Tilting his head to the side and looking down, Mario carefully looked Eve over. Torpor was a nasty state to be in, especially this exposed. She wouldn't survive if left here like this, left to die unable to defend herself from the sun's rays. That wasn't the way one of the kindred's best assassins was supposed to go out. It sure as hell wouldn't do for her to be taken out in such a cowardly display.

Without a thought Mario reached down and scooped Eve up by her arm. He slung her over his shoulder and then out of habit dropped to a knee and scanned the area around him for any sign of danger. Once again certain there was none, Mario stood back up. Once again under the cover of Obfuscate he carried Eve down to the docks. He didn't mind the weight, and if he did, it didn't show on Mario's features. In spite of the fact he was carrying Eve and his gear, Mario was able to make haste without so much as breaking a blood sweat. Once he made it through the various piers, Mario took Eve on board a small fishing boat. After a quick series of events, Mario had pulled off the dock and worked his way out to sea. Once he was satisfied with the distance and had put the boat at anchor, Mario went about taking care of Eve.

Inside the boat's cabin, Mario put Eve on the only thing that passed as a table - the floor. He'd put a tarp down, but it was still an old and messy one. Looking Eve over he noted all of the wounds and then carefully undressed her, certain to not cause more damage. The bullet wounds would be easy, but the break on her leg would be hard. Thankfully she was already in torpor.

Starting on the leg first, Mario reset it as best he could. He even winced when he heard the crunch and pop. The wound was quick to black and blue, which meant she still had some blood left in her system. Thankful he hadn't done more damage, Mario made a makeshift split and wrapped it close. Once the bullet fragments were all removed, Mario looked at Eve one more time. A quick look around the room revealed no danger, no threats, nothing had passed but time.

Just as he had gotten to the point of thinking about how he was going to wake her up, Mario realized it would be impolite to leave Eve bare ass naked as soon as she woke up. He scrounged around through his stuff and came up with an old Dallas Cowboys sweatshirt that she'd fill out nicely and a pair of Army fatigue pants that she'd have to tighten all the way and still hold up with her hands to keep on, but at least it was better then nothing.

Now slightly relieved, that he could wake her up and give her some dignity all at once, Mario grabbed a canteen and unscrewed it. He winced at what was coming next, but like any good SEAL, he didn't have to like it, he just had to do it. Drawing a knife, Mario cut his hand and bled into the canteen. Once it was filled he capped it off. Then he went over to where Eve was in torpor on the ground and let blood drip from his hand. He was messy and sloppy and splashed blood all over her mouth. Some went down the side of her cheek. Some went down her neck. Undoubtedly some went down her throat. Mario knew his blood was strong enough to bring Eve out of torpor. He'd grown much stronger since defeating Archbishop Santino's childe.

Once Eve started to stir, Mario made a hasty exit from the small room and went back to the deck just outside of the room. There he waited. He would wait there until Eve decided to come out...

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