004- [action] Lamenting a loss

[canhaspasta]

[Holy Rome was gone. He had gone off to war and now no matter how long Italy waited for him, they would never meet again. That was just too much to handle so suddenly. Devastated, and unable to sleep without nightmares, Italy can be found sitting alone on a bench in the park. He's out pretty late for a kid his age. And, those who get close enough,

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[generose]

( oh gosh, tiny crying bbeh. elizabeth might approach slowly, tilting her head. )

Hey, are you all right?

[canhaspasta]

[sniffle]

I.... I'm fine.

[generose]

Are you sure? ( she gives a small smile. ) You didn't sound very fine, and I'd hate to leave someone sad all by themselves.

[canhaspasta]

It's just......

Something very bad is going to happen to someone I care about. And I can't do anything to stop it.

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[tomatatas]

Veneziano! [Sounds slightly scolding as she hurries over, due to him being out so late, and in the cold too. Honestly, he never thinks, just as bad as her sister really...]

[tomatatas]

[But as soon as she recognises the tiny sobs she softens, slowly sitting beside him, before pulling him into her lap and attempting to wrap her big winter coat around him, her beret being moved to his head]

Feliciano, bambino, what happened?

[canhaspasta]

[He just clings to her and sobs harder. Through his tears, he tries to explain.]

H-holy Rome....Mr. Austria said that... that he...

[tomatatas]

[Oh. Closing her eyes Romana holds him tighter, shushing him softly as she rubs his back]

Oh bambino, sweetie...

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe isn't sleeping tonight either, and he's out for a walk to clear his head. He almost walks past you, lost in thought, until he hears that soft crying.]

Oh. I-Italy, are you alright?

[canhaspasta]

[He tries to wipe away his tears, but it doesn't do much good.]

M- Mr. Crowe.... I.... I just heard something horrible. About the future...

[perfektsymmetry]

What? Someone...

[Ah, all the nations here come from such varied times. Why would someone give bad news to a child, nation or not?

He sits down next to you.]

What happened?

[canhaspasta]

Mr. Austria said that... that Holy Rome was going to d- die.

[The tears start falling faster now.]

I only just realized how much I care about him and now I'll never see him again...

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Sits next to him.]

[canhaspasta]

[sniffles pathetically.]

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Passes him a cloth.]

Can I ask what happened or would you rather I leave you alone?

[canhaspasta]

A- a friend of mine.... a very good friend..... is going to die.

And I think it might be my fault.

[muskatli]

[Having left the house after a fight, it is too late to be walking home by herself, but sleeping in her own bed (somewhat) beats the alternative.

She's too familiar with that tone and voice, and she walks behind him to pet his hair.]

Italy, dear...?

[canhaspasta]

[He looks up at her tearfully for a moment, and then turns around and grips her skirt with one hand.]

Miss Hungary! Wh- what happened to Holy Rome? M- Mr. Austria said that he was..... that he....

[muskatli]

[She turns around to sit next to him on the bench, placing a hand on his shoulder.]

Mr. Austria? [Eyes cast down, she doesn't want to lie, but Italy looks distressed as it is.]

...He disappeared, my dear. He's gone.

[canhaspasta]

Mr. Austria said that he died.....

But.... how did it happen, Miss Hungary?