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"Sycrensia!" The sudden call made him start, and at the same time he was struck by a forceful blast of wind; the next moment Hannes found himself dangling from the roof's edge. Swinging himself into the broken window, he managed to land on the floor with a low thud from one foot and a much less discreet noise from the other, as fragments of glass lying around became even smaller under his boot. "Why?" he thought to himself, grimacing a little. As much pleasure as he took to startling people, being startled was not quite as enjoyable. At least not at a time like this. Resisting the temptation to glare as he turned to face the wind, now howling from the opening and into the hallways, he bowed slightly. "Your Highness?"

C A P R I ::: V A R G A S

The Island of Capri, Italy

Capri fidgeted a little as Lovino replied, a little smile appearing as he finished. "Okay, I will..." Thankfully, he didn't seem to be too mad about her sneaking into the meeting, but there were still a few more things on her mind. Like what was with that crash, or who was that blonde girl who was suddenly nearby? Maybe those sounds from earlier came from her. Looking at her a little, she blinked twice and waved, a bit curious, but shook her head slightly as if to bring herself back from LaLa Land when Texas coughed.

The girl brushed herself off a bit before replying. "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea... just to make sure it's nothing dangerous or anything like that." The thought of the sound coming from a monster or a big scary criminal freaked Capri out a little, but even she knew that the chances of that were pretty slim. Turning to Lovino, she asked, "Are you coming to investigate too, Lovi?"

(I might as well kick this thread off again, since I started it. )


The former republic stood from her ungraceful spot on the floor and brushed the excess dirt off of her clothes. She frowned slightly as she took in the now quite complicated situation. Sammy sent a glare towards Lovino for good measure.

"You better not tell anyone else we're here. Because, technically, you aren't a country either." Sammy said smugly before turning to Capri with a friendly smile.

"Well, Capri? Shall we go check out that crash?" And for the second time that day, Sammy grabbed Capri's hand and made to pull her with her. One might think that Sammy's assertiveness might have slightly bothered others, but, truthfully, Sammy didn't even notice her own assertiveness.

Apparently his bow not being as deep as it should have been did little to disturb the presence before him, but then the voices from around the corner caught his attention. "Because, technically, you aren't a country either." ... Somewhat alarmed as he again turned to the window, at what he heard, Sycrensia froze. N-Nations? This building was full of nations? "No...! They must not see me! If I am found now..." Quickly pulling his hood up to cover his hair, his gaze frantically searched for a place to hide... "Well, Capri? Shall we go check out that crash?"

He threw a glance back outside. His Highness was already gone, the wind had ceased. Those voices had sounded too close... Hannes dove towards the only thing nearby he could see. Behind the potted plant, he could feel his heartbeat growing faster and faster as he curled himself up to be as small as possible.

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Esch, to hell with it, Johanna didn't need other people to notice her. And the noises were more interesting anyway, far more interesting.
Following the wall Johanna therefore continued walking towards the strange sound, thought they had stopped while the other nations fought.
Or maybe not. A faint "No" and some mumbling could be heard, if it wasn't one of those made up sounds because they weren't supposed to be any more. Not that they were in the first place. No, not at all.

The blonde girl was moving down the other wall, out of sight, and so Andorra, clearly going unnoticed herself, shuffled along from the door of the conference room to where the corners of the two corridors met, trying to keep the sound of her glossy heels as quiet as possible. There was some kind of ruckus going on - that much she was sure of... But she wasn't quite as sure it was something she should get involved in.

When she finally poked her head around the corner, her large, dark eyes looked over the small group there, first spotting the blonde girl, then spotting two other girls grouped around Romano. What exactly were they doing...? She bit the inside of her lip, wondering if she should simply slip back into the conference and stay out of it.

[Poor Aland. She's like a female Canada...]


As Sammy started to pull Capri towards the crash, she suddenly stopped and released Capri. Her battle-experienced eyes had caught some movement in their corners. Sammy inconspicuously glanced toward the direction where she had seen the movement.

It was a girl. A girl that looked vaguely familiar. I feel like I've seen her before. What was her name...? Corsica? Fedora? A light bulb seemed to go off in Sammy's head. That's right! It's Andorra! Her personal triumph was short lived however, when the state remembered something else about Andorra.
Joder!(Shit!) She's a country! AND she lives close to Tío Spain! The former republic barely withheld a groan at this newfound information. Just my luck, she thought sarcastically. Sammy gritted her teeth in anger as she thought of something else. Lovi probably told her about us somehow.

Therefore, Sammy was once again found glaring at the Southern Italian. "You couldn't handle us on your own, so you decided to call for backup, huh?" she said, pointing her thumb behind her to indicate the hiding Andorra.


[ I never intended for her to be like this. It just sorta happened. ^^; ]

((FALKLLUHUGN! WHY DID I NOT GET NEW REPLY NOTICES?!)

C A P R I ::: V A R G A S

The Island of Capri, Italy

After the other girl made a smug threat regarding telling others they were here, Capri gazed up at Texas, who then suggested checking out the crash. She had to admit, the noise kinda freaked her out, but she supposed it would be better to figure it out in the long run. But, before she had time to reply, another person showed up: A dark haired girl who examined them all, biting her lip. She herself had no idea who the person was, nervously glancing up at Texas, who had begun to drag her, for answers. After a few moments of a blank face, a bit of an angry one replaced it, turning around to yell at Lovino.

Capri put a hand on Texas's arm, saying, "He couldn't have told her. Lovi was here the whole time!"

[What a fate...]


Wait, who were the girl behind her talking to? Probably the thing behind the corner Johanna thought, still slightly unsure because of the fact that people had this problem too see her. Or rather acknowledge her existence.
When Johanna looked around the corner she decided that it must be the cloaked figure hiding behind a plant, probably because most people wouldn't talk if thin air. Which most people saw her as.

By the way, who the heck used a cloak now days?

"Come out? Willingly? What kind of ridiculous suggestion--" Where he was hiding, Hannes felt the leaves of the plant brushing over his face as he stopped short in his thoughts, raising his head a little. "What am I doing...? ... ... To hide is not why I came all the way here." Proscribing this most inappropriate action to his old habits, he decided to step out. By the corner was now a blonde woman, looking at him... So that voice must have been hers. "As you please, milady, here I am. What will you with me?" With most of his face covered under the shadow of his cloak, Sycrensia hoped he would not be recognized... and even if he was, he did certainly not have a reason to let anyone here suspect how weak he was feeling at the moment...

Andorra squeaked and jumped a little, having been spotted... Though really, she should have expected they would notice her poking her head around the corner like that. She moved out a bit more, and parted her lips as if to say something, but no words came.

"You couldn't handle us on your own, so you decided to call for backup, huh?" One of the dark haired girls on the opposite side of the hall had said, to Romano. And when the other one had argued, "He couldn't have told her. Lovi was here the whole time!", it simply raised more questions in her mind... Who exactly were they, and what exactly were they doing here?

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Yepp, a cloak in a corridor in the UN, even Johanna knew this was unusual. It also seemed to think she had been talking, and it sounded like a he. A old he.
"Who are you and why are you here?" Johanna asked in a polite tone. She was more interested in the cloak actually but for now that could rest, a short while. While standing there Johanna had, without really noticing, both crossed her arms and started to look intensely at mister Cloak. Looking like she knew things was an old habit of hers.

Her voice was not the same. Then who...? And the question that should have confirmed his indentity to be unrevealed as of yet, was soon undermined as Hannes began to find the sharp stare of this blonde somewhat unsettling. Had she guessed after all...? "...There are things better left unspoken," he said with the smallest hint of a smirk, the most he could manage under such pressure. "I came uninvited. Are they not a disgrace? This I find most humiliating, I ought to have been invited. Now, by your leave, I would know who is to be held responsible..." In his mind, he made a silent prayer that this would result in an escort to the gates. "...and what sort of gathering this be? A christening, perchance?" For his life, he could not figure why a single building would be full of countries.

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

"Excuse me? Could you state your identity and reason for breaking a window? Now please." Beside dressing weird this guy talked like some kind of old vampire or something. It sounded like he wanted her to go because he wasn't invited to something he apparently thought were a christening or something else. What did perchance mean anyway?
He must have been trying to confuse her or mess with her. Yeah, that must be it. And as long as he wasn't Faeroe or Green he had no right to do so.

Persistent... and as it seemed she had not recognized him. Good. Feeling his confidence grow, for a moment his smirk almost widened, before disappearing altogether as he feigned an insulted dignity. Allowing the less pretended disdain he held for other countries to seep through his voice as he spoke, "No, pardon me. To my presence here for this occasion I perceive no use for explanations. Pray try not my patience; name the one who is host of this banquet, ceremony, wedding, whatever it be! I would seek an audience."

At this point he began to advance slowly towards the woman, hoping to frighten her by putting up a dark and ominous performance as best he could in plain daylight and without magic. "Unless I behold the hostess. Lady...?"

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Alright, Johanna was pretty sure this guy couldn't get much weirder or suspicious right then. And he reminded her a bit of that Russian when he walk towards her. Just with a bigger mouth and less insane.
"Yes, I am the hostess of this wedding. And it's miss, not lady. Miss J if you really need to know." She checked her pocket, finding that her knife still lied somewhere in her house. Well, he wouldn't attack her, right? Even if he reminded Johanna of a freak, he wouldn't attack. Probably.

She truly was the hostess...? That was unexpected, Hannes thought, despite that he had suggested it himself. Next he noted Miss J was searching her pocket. He stopped, hesitating. Was she going to defend herself, rather than call the guards? No, wait. What had she just said? For more than a few moments, he stood there observing her, from her bare head to the heavy boots, and back to those, as they now seemed to him, shrewd green eyes. He almost felt stupid for having been so close to believing her. "What a lovely dress, Lady Bride," he teased. "Absolutely stunning."

Ridiculing her attempt would not solve his problem, however. And regardless of his identity being unrevealed, the last thing he wanted right now was to be branded as more than an unwelcome intruder. He had to approach this in some other way. Taking a step aside as he turned halfway to the window, Sycrensia gestured towards the glass at the floor. "Say, how am I accused of breaking this? 'Tis clear that the blow came from the outside... Would you say I had scaled these walls to reach? Yet on my honor, I have done no such thing."

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Johanna rather fast got what the stranger meant, even she would have hesitate to go to a wedding dressed like some kind of worker. If it wasn't Finland's or something in which case she gladly would have bought bricks if she needed to.
"I never said I was the bride, just the hostess."
And the window... It must have been the guy before her, he didn't really seem to fit in with the real nations or her own sort. Actually, he just looked weird and kinda girly to her.

"You probably did, people have done weirder things before. And you won't give me a straight answer, but I guess that is normal or something. Do you even know where you are?" He could be a spy, he seemed smudge and irritating as one but he looked nothing like the ones Johanna had seen. Who dyed their hair purple anyway?

Sycrensia opened his mouth as if to say something, but found himself at lack for an answer. He had hoped his confusion regarding this building would not be quite that obvious. "...It appears the wolf got my tale," he muttered in a low voice, glancing away while trying to collect his thoughts. Then he raised his eyes straight back to the alleged hostess. "I yield. It is true that I know not this house. Would your grace have the kindness to show me the way out, I shall leave here at once..."

...Too late, he noticed his hood was about to glide off. He grasped for it, only to realize it was no use. She had already seen. Warily shying away a few steps, as he did so, a frightening thought came to mind. There was indeed one occasion for which many countries would have reason to join together-- and he was certainly not going to stand around to finish that thought. Ridding himself of it by a quick shake of his head, Hannes turned to flee down the hallway.

[Might as well get this up and running again...]

Sammy started to grow fairly frustrated as the others continued to stand around, not even bothering to try and inspect the crash, and Andorra continued to hide for some reason, even though her position had already been exposed.

"Well," the state said with slight bitterness, "since y'all are just gonna stand here, I may as well just investigate by myself." And with a slight huff, she turned her back to the seemingly uninterested persons and promptly ignored their presence. She then made her way towards the crash site, walking as quietly as possible and entering her stealth mode that had gotten her through many wars.

[I'm sorry, reality happened for a while.]

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Johanna opened her mouth, closed it and opened it again, succession only in looking like a idiot. To start with she had no idea what the guy just had said, and he actually had fully purple hair. And he was running away. It probably meant she should follow him then, if she could be of any help at all.

The blonde started running after the guy down the hall. Though like usual she did not watch her feet at all, ending in her falling face first onto the polished, white floor. Unsteady she got up again only to conclude on the hopelessness of finding that guy, he was probably on his way out anyway. Damn concentration, or something. She really could use some more of it anyway.

C A P R I ::: V A R G A S

The Island of Capri, Italy

Capri kept by Tex's side, intrigued by the nation that was attempting to hide. She didn't really know what to do, but was curious to check out the crash. She didn't really want to go all by herself, though and ended up standing around with the others until the girl beside her broke the silence, announcing that she was going to go check out the crash. "W-wait!" Capri called after her, giving Lovino a parting glance before chasing after her, growing more quiet as she neared the state from behind.

"Texas!" She whispered to get her attention, "See anything?"

Feeling like she was on some sort of adventure excited her, but she managed to contain herself, scurrying over to Texas and listening closely, swearing that she could hear the sound of chattering a bit further away. Were they more nations or something? Oh my, that was kind of unnerving. After all, they had already been found out by two countries already.

Soon he heard the expected footsteps following behind him. But then there was a thud, making him throw a glance over his shoulder. Apparently she had fell-- But now there were others behind her too. As if being seen by one person wasn't bad enough already... He kept on running, until he saw a door with huge windows in it. He threw it open and went into the next room, careful to close it behind him. One never knew with glass doors.

As he continued towards the other side of the room, he was struck by how everything in here looked so strange, it almost made him dizzy. For a moment he leaned against the wall, but then he saw the stairs, and at once regained control of himself. Just as he was about to head for them, however, he heard a sound. Behind him, the wall itself had opened. A secret passage...? That would be much better than trying to escape through the gates, which would most likely be more heavily guarded. He decided to try it. But the passage didn't lead anywhere. It was just a small room. On the wall was a set of peculiar buttons. A puzzle? He tried pressing one of them. This made the wall close. "Good," he thought. Now he just had to figure how to make the real passage open... He kept pressing the buttons, and somehow, something felt like it was moving...