Let's sneak into the UN! { Paragraph }

((HEY FUNNY STORY GUYS... I was waiting for you. U8))


"W-Wait...!" Andorra's meek little voice said as she watched the small group of others... They certainly weren't nations, and that purple-haired man she had caught a glimpse of didn't even seem like he was from Earth, even.

Warning sirens were going off in her head. She didn't know much about danger, but there was an unsettling feeling in her chest about all this... Perhaps she should go back into the conference room and tell someone? With this thought in mind, she looked towards Romano, as if wanting some kind of confirmation from him; though she said nothing.

Hannes did not seem to have much luck with the buttons. He could still feel some sort of movement, but no passage had opened yet. "Eh...?" Suddenly, the wall he had entered from began to open up again. "Got you, señor," he heard as he came to realize that time was up, and that he was now trapped. This had been a terrible idea. He hesitated. Somewhat uncertainly, and avoiding to look at the one who had spoke, he decided to step out of the small room. Then he realized that this was not the same room he had entered from, and so ended up staring around in confusion and amazement.

Hannes looked past the girl. At least the stairs were still there. But she was standing between them and him... Strangely enough, she had not yet tried to capture or strike him down. Nor did she look particularly frightened. He was not certain what to think of it. "I... um... ... I was... only examining the roof, making sure no one else would!" he said, pointing a finger upwards to divert her attention if possible, then suddenly attempted to push her out of the way and make a dash for the stairs.

Sammy stared at him incredulously, and raised an eyebrow as if to say 'you expect me to believe that?' Unfortunately, her eyes involuntarily flicked upwards for a moment as the man pointed. When she sensed movement, her eyes flicked back to Hannes only to have him push her out of the way, causing her to stumble slightly.
However, her battle instincts kicked in almost immeadiatly and she managed to grab a hold of his sleeve and effectively pin his arm behind his back as he was pulled towards her by the momentum. Now, Sammy wasn't the strongest personification physically, but what she lacked in strength, she made up for in speed and agility.
The satisfaction from her catch caused Sammy's voice to be coated with smugness.
"Well, if that's the case, then why are you trying so hard to escape? Hm?"



(I hope that wasn't godmodding/marysue-ish. I really didn't mean for it to be. ^^; )

(oh, no it wasn't. I'd estimate he had about... 30,48% chance or 1 foot to succeed with something so cheap? I wasn't expecting him toXD)


"Ghk...! Whomever it is, I know them not," he growled. He was struggling against her hold, but soon found his physical strength was not enough to live up to his expectations. "Unhand me!" He was tempted to draw and cut himself free, but feared any display of violence or threats would only serve to make matters worse. In that regard his very presence had probably done enough already. But to do something about it was not in his power right now-- he would have to return later. If he could save himself first, that was... This had not gone too well, had it? He turned his head just enough to glance at her. "I-If you let me go I will grant you a wish, anything within my power," he offered.

( XD Yeah, I figured that he wasn't going to get very far.)
Her grip on his arm tightened as he started to struggle. Although. she had to ponder at the way he talked. His way of speech seemed so...old-fashioned. Not even Arthur or Roderich talked like that in these modern times.
She laughed harshly at her prisoner's next words. "A wish?" she said grinning. "Who do you think you are? England?" Her face then turned serious once again. "I don't believe in that magical nonsense."

Sycrensia's eyes went wide. What had his captor just said? "I... I... ... Beg your pardon? 'Do not believe in magic'...? ... ... ... I must have misheard, could you say that again?" He shifted his feet uncomfortably, giving her a pleading look. "...Please, release me." Still, he could only feel his hopes in that regard were dwindling rapidly, so he continued, "At least... At least hear me! Despite my appearance being the way it is, I am not less human than you or... or anyone! Let them not have me... Please, you have my word, I shall make whichever recompense you demand!"

That the very existence of magic should be denied to his face left Hannes completely speechless. What kind of a lunatic would claim something like that? While it was a good thing that he was apparently not being the captive of this woman for 'heresy', Sycrensia still felt as if he had been deeply insulted. He lowered his head again.
After a while he gave a short, unamused laugh. "It hurts... You are hurting me. Yet you assume the truth; the moment you let go of me I will run. For, should they lay hands on me I am worse off than death," he said. "Is there nothing I can do for you? Nothing you desire?" As he spoke, his free arm was slowly moving to take a hold on the hilt of his sword...

"My reason for coming here...? Certainly," he nodded, then paused for a moment, his grip around the sword tightening. "...But you may come to regret hearing it." With that, his arm made a quick movement to unsheat the blade and place its tip against her stomach. "Hereby I am declaring war." Pausing again, he considered to stab her right away, and then make his escape. But to leave her bleeding on the floor, in a place full of countries, would attract by far too much attention... He would have a much harder time finding somewhere safe to rest. And he knew all too well that if he was not able to recover enough energy for his magic, it meant certain defeat. "However... I was not intending to launch an assault so soon. If you do not mind, I am taking you prisoner," he said, now grinning almost playfully.

(Finally we made it to this point! That took awhile xD )
Sammy's eyes widened as she heard the ching of metal, and her breath caught in her throat as she felt the sword against her stomach. She swore her heart stopped for a moment. Despite this, she managed a glare that she sent towards her 'captor.'
"Yeah, I kinda do mind..." she grumbled. With one last desperate move, Sammy lept to the side, feeling the sword make a long cut in her shirt, and spun around to make a mad dash for the stairs.

As soon as he was released, Sycrensia saw his captive leap to the side, trying to get away. At once he made a jump after her, and as she spun towards the stairs reached out for her clothes. Her sudden dash nearly made him lose his grip, as the force made a strain on his already sore arm. He stumbled after, trying to slow her down enough to put his weapon in front of her.

Her eyes told him she was afraid... For a moment he had been worried this one would prove to be more trouble than she was worth. But somehow, watching her fear made him dismiss those thoughts. She was obviously not a princess, but neither did Hannes consider himself a beginner when it came to abductions. Surely it would work out.
"You have a purpose to me. No harm will become you as long as you follow my orders... and refrain from drawing any attention," he said, taking a firm hold of her wrist, then moving the sword to her back, carefully placing its edge close to her neck. "First, show me the way out of this place. If you fool me, in turn I shall claim your life."

So she was taking the secret passage... Of course, she would know how to control it. She had opened it when he was trying to figure it out before, after all. Or at least Hannes thought so, even if there still was the possibility that he had done it himself somehow. Well, this either meant that she was intelligent enough to avoid the gates... Or the passage held some sort of trap. Accordingly he made sure to stay as close behind her as he could. She would not be allowed a chance to separate from him.

Once the wall had closed behind them, he peered curiously over her shoulder, hoping to find out how the actual passage could be opened. But she was not doing anything... even so, he could feel there was movement again. Puzzled, he asked her, "What did-- Pardon, may I have your name?"

Startled at the opening doors, Hannes immediately took cover behind Texas. "Why are you letting that wall open again?!" he hissed before taking a look at the room. Once he did, it did not strike him with less amazement than earlier. He recovered quicker, however, and after a shake of his head he regained focus on the situation at hand. Which he found to be somewhat complicated, for as soon as they stepped out of the peculiar passage and into the lobby, the thought struck him that he had better do something about his hair before going outside. He had to move the sword in front of his captive again in order to get a hand free so he could put the hood on. If he had not already, he came to the conclusion that performing abductions without magic was terribly impractical.

Back into position and nearing the front doors, he told her, "Lady Texas, once outside, head for the shortest path away from town... and keep out of sight as far as possible."

Johanna Väinämöinen
Landskapet Åland

Johanna groaned slightly when she stood up, automatically brushing off her clothes. Note to self, don't lie down on the floor when needed to chase something. And watch your damn feet. She really needed to learn to do that, it looked weird when she fell over herself.
Oh, and where did that guy go?

Turning around the blonde noticed a brown-haired little girl(Capri) in the halls other end.
"Hey, you!" If she was a nation, Johanna was pretty sure she would have seen her already. And she did not look like a nation really...