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[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Characters: Spain, open to everyone~
Setting: Fourth Floor.
Format: Action or prose; I'll just follow along.
Summary: Spain comes back after being unfortunately brought away to 'visit' her home.
Warnings: TBA


It was downright horrible.

She didn't want to believe her captors when they said her world was gone, but the truth was laid bare to her when she was somehow brought back to her world without her knowledge.

It was exactly as they said; her entire home has turned into a complete wasteland, devoid of life. She could not feel her people, and the land was dead in her heart. But yet, how could she be sustained? It must have been some sort of magic her captors pulled on her, and she touched the collar on her neck instinctively.

Sí, this must be what's keeping her alive. This strange contraption.

Back at the tower, she curls up on one of the couches on the fourth floor, looking forlornly out of the window.

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OOC: Sorry for the deleted posts, wrong account. /so out of it today fft

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

The fourth floor. It could easily seem to be something like a taunt; every wall of this large expanse was glass, and yet it was nigh unbreakable (as he had witnessed earlier) and the windows showed not their location, but a fog that was so dense it almost appeared to be solid. And yet, oftentimes people could be found here, lounging around like nothing was wrong on the admittedly comfortable furniture.

Upon sitting down in a chair (with the intention to read in an area that wasn't stiflingly hot like his room), Ienzo discovered just such a person -- or so he thought. After a moment, he noticed that there was no way she was curled up for a nap; for one thing, the expression on her face spoke of definite horror, and her muscles were tense. This woman was definitely not here for any sort of recreational purpose; as a matter of fact, it almost seemed as if she was attempting to recover from a psychological blow.

He realized too late that intruding upon her had probably been a very bad idea. Frowning slightly, he dropped his gaze back to the book, but eventually looked back up at her. But perhaps in her experience he could learn something about this tower; after all, she had clearly seen something that did not ordinarily occur, and as the recent renovations clearly illustrated, their new home contained no shortage of terrifying secrets.

"...Excuse me," he said quietly, speaking less harshly than he ordinarily would. "What seems to be the problem...?"

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly comes up to her, sits on the floor, and puts her chin on the couch]

You okay?

[fractus-animus.livejournal.com]

[ ... She looks quite far from happy, whomever this woman is. Minato is not particularly nosy and he pretends not to concern himself in the matters of others, but he IS stuck in this tower, and she looked fairly miserable. ]

... Would you mind if I sat next to you?

[ Because politely asking first is important. He allows his headphones to hang around his shoulders now, his MP3 player off. ]

Ah it's okay! it happens to me sometimes.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Spain almost jumped at the sound of someone speaking to her, turning to the young boy. Her rigid posture relaxed slightly, but she's still on the edge.

"Am I disturbing you, chico?" she asked softly, though her green eyes are still sharp, watching his every move just in case he turned hostile. After all, aside from her nation sisters and a few others she'd met before, she wouldn't know who would be a friend or a foe.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ Molly why are you so adorable... Spain sighs, and glances at her, a sad smile on her face. ]

No, Molly, I'm not okay.

[tomatatas]

Romana's footsteps are slow and quiet, the woman for once not wearing the heels she's famous for. She looks tied, drained, mascara smudged around her eyes and a pack of cigarettes in her hand.

She had been planning to hide and smoke, but when she sees Spain that plan is abandoned, the younger walking over to her once parental figure. Slowly Romana sits down, and the pack of cigarettes is offered to Spain, one already dangling from between Romana's fingers.

"...Hi."

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ Spain glances up, offering a tiny smile. This person seems polite enough that she could put up with him for the time being. ]

No, please, I don't mind at all.

[ Though, if he started getting hostile, she knows what to do. ]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Spain turns towards Romana, a tense smile on her lips as she accepts one from the pack, gesturing for a light.

"Our home." She puts the cancer stick to her lips, glancing at the windows. "It's destroyed. There's nothing left."

[fractus-animus.livejournal.com]

[ Without any fanfare and a nod, that is precisely what he does. He then looks at Spain, inquiring. ]

If you don't mind my asking... are you alright?

[ She seemed as though something had happened to her that was quite jarring, after all. ]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ She tenses up, then closes her eyes, fingers touching her collar instinctively. ]

No, I am not alright...

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Ienzo shook his head quietly. He could see quite clearly that she was watching his movements -- of course she would be, if she had just been attacked or something of that nature. She would be nervous of an unusual-looking person who she didn't know at all. "No... but I noticed that you seem to be unwell..." He paused -- then picked up again when he realized that he had just delivered the understatement of the century. "...If you don't mind me asking... what happened?"

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Adorable is in her DNA]

[Molly looks worriedly at her]

Can I help?

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Spain sighed, shaking her head. She has to stay strong. She did it before, she could do it again.

"You know our world?" she started, then realised that this boy might not be from the same universe as she is. "The worlds that we lived in before. What our captors told us was not a lie. They are entirely, utterly destroyed."

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ She laughs, though it sounds strained and tired. ]

I could use a little hug.

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly offers her a small smile]

How about a big hug!

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ Spain brightens up considerably at that. ]

I don't mind big hugs too.

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Hope you don't mind a REALLY BIG HUG]

[As in, Molly launching herself at Isa, wrapping her arms around her waist and squeezing, not enough to hurt her though.]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ REALLY BIG HUGs are welcome too! though it takes Spain by surprise, since she hasn't had one in, oh, let's say, centuries? ]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly is really good at hugs, it's a specialties of hers]

Hugs make everything better. And when hugs don't work I like to sing a song or play a game!

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

Her first question brought him pause; Ienzo, of course, had never seen this woman before in his life. But she apparently amended herself soon afterward... though that could be excused. Now he was interested. Progress at last! If this woman had seen the state her world was in, and could describe it...

...that is, assuming she was willing to. It's not exactly the easiest subject to talk about, of course.

"...I see... are you willing to tell me what it was like...? ...I am trying to gather as much information about this situation, you see... and I believe you are the first to have seen their world again..."

See? Now he's talking like a normal person. When a mentally shaken woman is collapsed right in front of him and all he can think about is gathering information.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

The brunette bit her lip. "It is gone," she answered, her voice soft. "There is nothing left. Nothing at all."

Her hands are clenched tight on her skirt, and her posture indicated that she still was very shaken by what she saw earlier. But it would be bad of her to chase the poor kid off, since he was only asking questions.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Those sound like fun things to do, Molly! Which one should we do first, sing or play?

[ Molly's Cheer Up Charm works, as always. ]

[fractus-animus.livejournal.com]

[ ... Ah. He wonders if there's anything he can do to help her. He doubts it, but... ]

Would you mind if I asked what happened?

[ He can't help unless he knows, you see, and sometimes it helps people to talk about it. If she didn't want to talk about it, then he was alright with that. That was up to her. ]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

We could play a singing game! Like karaoke!

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

'Nothing left. Nothing at all.' So... what? Is it a white void or something? He desperately wanted to ask her more, but by this point, it seemed like she didn't want to speak at all about the subject. Perhaps he could get her name, and come back to her later, when she isn't in a state of minor shock. "...Thank you," he said quietly. "And... what is your name?"