๑ Tredici ๑ Action ๑ Phone ๑ Backdated to Podfield

[tomatatas]

A; Action - Morning, Around town.

[If you happen to run into Romana around town, and you've met her before... well, you'll quickly notice that something's wrong. Very very wrong.

She's smiling.

And calling out to passerbyers in a very bright cheerful voice] Ciao~! Such a beautiful day, si?

[Everybody run for the hills.]

Comments

A

[gezellighe]

[If you hug him Romana, like Austria did, he's not sure what he'll do.

At least she was a pretty girl, and not his distant uncle/cousin thing.]

[tomatatas]

[She may hug him. She may not. Who knows yet.

Instead your cousin/adoptive little sister thing? Nation relations are hard is just going to stop right in front of you.

And smile] Paesi Bassi! Ciao! How are you today?

[gezellighe]

[Netherlands will look behind himself, then off to the side to see who she is talking to. Until he realizes she's smiling at him. She was so cute when she wasn't trying to kill him.]

[tomatatas]

[The smile turns a little sharper, Romana raising an eyebrow] What, you're surprised someone's talking to such a freakish giant like you?

B

[muskatli]

[Hungary's mood has been getting progressively worse throughout the day, and it's nothing to do with any sudden change in her personality.

But a passive aggressive comment too many has finally tipped her over the edge. There's enough aggression by the time she finds Romana.]

Honey, you'll have to shield your face somehow before I smash this thing...

[tomatatas]

[The pod stills as Romana faintly hears Hungary's voice, straining her ears to hear her properly. Cover her face... oh. Hungary's going to smash it open.

Quickly, Romana shields her face, leaning against the opposite wall of the pod, hoping she's judged which side Hungary's on correctly.]

1/2

[muskatli]

Here goes... [She mutters under her breath, swinging the heavy Teflon pan experimentally. Dresses like the mindless drones, does she... Hair prettier when it's longer, right, mister Austria? And she's put on weight, apparently, and she's almost a mindless native--]

Graaaaaaaah--

2/2

[muskatli]

[Nothing happens at first upon initial contact, save for a small crack.

Then she hits it again and again and again until the crack widens with a sickening crunch. She stills herself when she remembers Romana's still inside.]

Don't worry! I'm almost done with this contraption!

C

[pasodoble]

( ( Spain's heard about everything that's happening in Mayfield and he's going around town, trying to find his friends. After hearing Romana's phone call, he makes a dash to her house.

Spain is not afraid to get involved-- but wait, which one is real? Is it the one getting beat up or the one winning or-- He can't just sit back and wait. Spain rushes over and tries to find an opening to keep them both apart. He doesn't really care if he gets hurt in the process. ) )

Ay! Romana! Roma-- both of you, stop right now!

1/2

[tomatatas]

[Both girls struggle as he pulls them apart, one sporting an already starting to swell bruise, the other with blood dripping from a cut to her forehead. One snarls and tries to pull free, the other glaring threateningly]

Spagna, shut up and let me go! I'm going to destroy that cagna!

2/2

[tomatatas]

Ha, destroy me? You've never managed to destroy anything in your pathetic life!

Re: 2/2

[pasodoble]

I know that! But I'm not going to let you or you hurt Romana. ) ( ( He holds onto the first one who spoke and keeps an eye on the other. Everything is happening to fast for him to pay close attention to which one is which-- not that he would really be able to tell based on physical appearance alone.

When the second one speaks, he snaps, too caught up in the chaos to worry about keeping himself in check, ) )

Ay, watch how you speak to Romana.