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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2014 5:29:10 GMT
| ♚ He shouldn't be in this situation. He was traveling for a bit, tired of the same old scenery of Roma and wishing to perhaps visit Leonardo who admittedly he missed quite a bit. Though the thieves were fun in their own way, they gambled as a main source of entertainment, and to be honest Marcello was a bit young to understand their sense of humor. He understood that it was filthy, but he didn't much appreciate it. His first visit in the beautiful town was to the local courtesan house, letting them know he was in the area as he so often did, and offering his services to the girl to no cost to them, as a respectful tribute to allowing him in the city. They were thrilled, as they often are when he bows and kisses their hands like queens, and he had to almost fight to escape the cloyingly sweet scent of soft skin and cushioned breasts. Rather than taking to the roof tops however, he stayed low to the ground and took in the city with his wide, impressed gaze. Of course, to some, they took it as tourism and he was followed shortly by a group of less than savory looking individuals. Turning down an alley and passing by a flower cart, he sifted his fingers through the petals and plucked a few, gazing down at the small furry companion who brushed up against his legs. "hey there little guy." He scooped up the kitten in his arms, rubbing his soft fur and crooning to him softly. He glanced up, realizing he hit a dead end and turned to leave, only to be surrounded by four large men, who didn't look friendly. "Uhm...hey ...." They wasted no time in shoving Marcello around, emptying his pockets (much to Marcello's utter disbelief) and roughing him up, a large purple bruise blooming on his jaw and his lip split. Marcello shrunk back, horrified by the laughter and vulgar talk between the men, and began to really fear for his safety.
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Post by Leonardo Rizzardi on Dec 3, 2014 7:17:52 GMT
Leo was still in Roma, waiting for the mercenaries to get back to him. He began to grow very impatient, he had traveled all the way to Roma just to aid them. But he had made a new friend by the name of Marcello so he didn't mind the wait, he could see him anytime he'd like.He did try to steal his coin purse but Leo forgave him shortly after having a few drink and talking. He felt the need to protect him, he didn't know why but he would do everything in his power to defend him. Leo had spent most of the day drinking, flirting with women, and enjoying himself. It'd had been quite a long time since he could fully relax. As he walked though the streets, he saw people hiring mercenaries. It made his mind wander off to his men in training. He worried about them at times... Leonardo didn't look like a mercenary at the time, he looked like a nobleman.
Leo began to hear the sound of laughter and cursing the further he walked. Back allies started to become more common, the same with the beggars. His pace became faster, he was starting to worry. The sounds became louder, he knew he was getting close. When he turned into an ally, he was surprised to see Marcello. He ran over them and pulled Marcello away from them. He didn't plan on killing them, he just wanted to make their lives miserable. He grabbed one by his shirt and and pinned him against the wall. His fist hit him in his jaw a few times. He pushed him out of his way and looked the other men in the eyes. "I suggest you leave unless you want to end up like him." He growled, pushing them back. "Next time I see your sorry asses you won't be able to walk out of here." He snapped, watching them run off. He turned around, looking at Marcello. "Are you alright?" he asked softly, walking over to him.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 2:04:46 GMT
| ♚ For lack of a better word, Marcello's brain had shut down into emergency mode. He shrunk away from his friend and savior, and cowered against the wall. Leo's words went in one ear and out the other, and he cupped the bruise on his jaw. He felt dirty, having been molested a bit before the fools could notice the mercenary leader in the alley. His gaze downcast, he slowly pieced together who and where he was, and what was happening. "Leo..." His voice was entirely heartbroken, shattered in confidence and self. He looked up with tears in his eyes, trembling, and hunched his shoulders.
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