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[tomatatas]

A. [ On the floor of Mayfield's Church of Salvation, just behind the alter, you can find Romana's body, neck broken, with a bottle of Holy Water spilt next to her. Her eyes are shut, a single tear in the corner of her eye]

B. [Sometime later there's a call, the voice clearly Romana's, even if it is choked up in what sounds like tears]

It hurts...

Comments

B..... because he needs more trauma.

[canhaspasta]

S- sorella? What happened?

....wouldn't it be more traumatic to find a dead body?

[tomatatas]

Veneziano... they hurt me. They hurt me and no one did anything.

Yes. Yes it would. I almost did that too. ^^;

[canhaspasta]

Wh- who did? Are you okay? Do you need help?

Ah I didn't have Plurk up otherwise I would have seen it.

[tomatatas]

The Angels. And it's too late.

You're useless as always.

B

[pasodoble]

( ( Who is this woman calling him and why is she crying? It takes Spain a second to figure out who it is. ) )

¿Qué? Romana? W-what's wrong? ¡Romana!

[tomatatas]

Spagna... Spagna, it hurts, my neck hurts so much...

Why didn't you do anything, why didn't you help me? If I was him would you have helped? Or did you wash your hands of both of us the day we left?

[pasodoble]

( ( Are you ready for thirty questions? ) )

Why--

Was I supposed to do someth--

You never--

What are you talking--

N-no! No! I didn't-- What's wrong, Romana? Are you okay? Where are you?

[tomatatas]

They hurt me Spagna...

[Soft, muffled sound, like tears]

They hurt me, and you did nothing.

B

[thatsnotaknife]

... Wog-babe?

[tomatatas]

Don't call me that, bastardo.

Have a little respect for the dead.

[thatsnotaknife]

You're not dead.

[tomatatas]

Aren't I?

[nopastaforyou]

[He holds the phone out when the static happens and puts it back to his ear.]

What hurts? Is there something wrong?

[tomatatas]

My neck...

...I can't move... my body won't move...

[nopastaforyou]

Tell me, did you come in contact with one of those statues?

[tomatatas]

Si. It chased me too, bastardo.

[There's a sharp snapping sound, almost like a bone breaking]

You didn't help me.... none of you... it's all your fault...

CHURCH

[canhaspasta]

[Italy arrives at the church as quickly as possible. He doesn't know what he can do to help, but... but... She's his sister. He can't afford to be useless. Especially after that one statue ate Miss Hungary. He stands at the door, taking a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves enough to enter.]

[pasodoble]

( ( Spain arrives shortly after. He's about to completely bowl over Italy but he manages to stop himself. While Spain is at rest, he tries to catch his breath. Why, yes, he did run the entire way here but that isn't important. Who's this boy? What's he doing here-- ) )

¿Italia? What are you doing here?

( ( Why is he little? Wait, that isn't important. ) )

Go home.

[canhaspasta]

Big brother Spain?

[What is he doing here?]

I can't leave! Sorella is in there. And she's hurt! And those things already ate Miss Hungary....

[pasodoble]

( ( Kneeling down to place both hands on Italy's shoulders, trying to reassure him. ) )

Don't worry, I'll take care of her so just go home where it's sa-- what happened to Hungría?