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[tomatatas]

Characters: Romana and you!
Setting: The library.
Format: Either!
Summary: Romana went back to her own world. And she is a wreck.
Warnings: Tears, possible swearing, possible violence.

[For the few days that she had been back in the tower, Romana had managed to keep it together. Pretending to be find was a skill she had taught herself long ago, and one she used often.

But her scar aches under her clothes.

And she can't stop the images of her Italy in ruins, the once green hills and fields empty wastelands, her beloved Santa Chiara returned to rubble, like it had been after the bombings.

Venice, covered in water, Rome deserted, Vatican City burnt and broken to the ground.

And no where, no where could she find another living soul.

No where could she find her sister.

Finally, one day it gets to her, she can feel herself start to crack. And so she hides, up in a corner of the library, surrounded by photos pulled from her photo album. All of a smiling happy redhead, some with Romana by her side.

And Romana cries, arms wrapped tight around her, her whimpers muffled as she hides behind the stacks, praying that no one will find her in this moment of weakness.]

Comments

[tomatatas]

[The soft whimper Romana makes, the way her cheeks flush a rosy pink and her body jerks makes it unmistakable to what the curl does. Even as she gasps softly she jerks away, pressing back against the bookshelf and glaring at the larger man] D-Don't touch that!

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

[He brightened as he saw the reaction, giggling and enjoying the almost troubled look on her face--he didn't quite understand the curl's purpose, but he did enjoy the faces made from touching it.] You are being South Italy then? But as girl?

[tomatatas]

[Blushing so hard, hand still held over her mouth as she recovers from the tug, swiftly turning her embarrassment into a sharp glare] Si. And you are? What, a pervertito?

Hahahaha. Dat face

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

[Ivan was smiling brightly] I am being Russia. Not being pervertito... Especially not if that is meaning what I am thinking it is meaning.... [Small grimace]

Bitch face forever

[tomatatas]

Oh. Russia. [Yep, wishing she could take another step back now] You touched my curl! That makes you a pervertito, seeing as you clearly knew what it did!

Re: Bitch face forever

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

I am knowing that it is making you make silly faces. [Raises brows; slow blink] Is piece of hair. I am not touching anything bad.... [Frown]

[tomatatas]

[Flushes even darker, refusing to look at him] It's a place that... shouldn't be touched. End of story.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Is that being so.... [Brow raise]

[tomatatas]

[Flushes] I just said it was, listen, idiota.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Da... da, you did. [Small smile, amused] But if you are not telling me what it is doing, I just assume is being a place that is making you have such fun reactions. Is just hair though.

[tomatatas]

[So not amused. Still blushing] It's not a f... fun reaction, and it's clearly not just hair!

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

It is seeming like a fun reaction! You are getting very red! As red as tomatoes you are always eating, da? [more than enough amused for the both of them]

[tomatatas]

[Yeah she's blushing even darker] It's a natural reaction when pervertiti touch you!

...I'm leaving! [Turning on heel to do so yep]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

If that is meaning what I am thinking it is meaning, I am not being a pervert! [He frowned, pursing his lips, and moved to follow her eyes a little wide]

[tomatatas]

[Huffs, walking faster, even though in comparison his legs are probably longer...] It means what it means, pervertito.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Da, and it should not be meaning such things, because I am not being pervert! [Huffs back and follows back after her.]

[tomatatas]

I'll say what I want! And stop following me! [Trying to walk faster... on legs that are shorter than his... quite long for her overall height though so.]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

[Ivan frowned and huffed] You are being silly. You should not be saying untrue things!

[tomatatas]

I just said I will say what I want! And I only ever speak the truth! [Glaring and huffing herself]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

You are obviously not if you are saying I am being pervert. [Huffs and frowns back at her. He was most certainly not a pervert.]

[tomatatas]

Or maybe I am and you're just in denial! [Hands on her hips, man she needs a chair to stand on here]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

How would I be being in denial about such things! That is silly! I know what I am, and I know I am not being that.

[tomatatas]

See, denial right there! [Finger point]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

It is denial of it being true, only because it is not being true! [Flustered!!]