Quattordici ๑ Action ๑ Day One and Two

[tomatatas]

DAY ONE 

A; Locked to Housemates at 750 Partridge Drive

[When Romana wakes it's with a start, a jerk. Instantly, she knows something's wrong, and it isn't hard to tell what that something is. Taking in the state of the house, or rather the rubble that was once a house, she swears her heart stops, her breathing catching in her throat. She feels sick to her stomach, having been in enough bombed sites to have this reaction instantly.

And then she snaps back into herself, pushing up from the rubble she awoke one, never heeding the scratches on her arms as she begins her search. Nails snap here and there as she digs through what remains of the house, frantic for signs of either Australia or Wy, stumbling in her attempts to climb over larger chunks] Australia! Wy! I swear, if you don't answer me, and you're okay, I... I swear whatever I do it won't be pleasant! Answer me! D-Dammit, answer me!

[Cursing again, she strains to try and lift a piece of rubble, spitting another few choice swears as she realises the lack of strength. A human body again. Great. Another thing to worry about.

Later. After she's found her housemates]

B; Around Mayfield, open

[Having found her housemates the next thing on Romana's agenda is to find her allies, her friends. Or even just to find anyone who needs help. So she had quickly started off to hunt for people, clutching a tattered jacket over her nightgown, flat shoes on her feet for once.]

Hello?! Hello?! Is anyone out there, anyone hurt?! Veneziano! Spagna! Ungheria! Canada, Paesi Bassi?! Anyone?

DAY TWO

[They needed supplies. It was useless hiding out without supplies, and stubborn as ever Romana had headed out to find them. Anything she could find, bandages, cans of food, weapons, pieces of clothes, anything she could carry she had taken, making trips to her safe place to dump them.

It was in the middle of one of these trips that the hoard had arrived. Narrowly ducking the shotgun blast Romana scrambles into a sprint, whirling around to aim her own rifle back, one of the few guns she had managed to gather up. She doesn't miss, the thing (For that's all it could be, with skin like that, and a voice so ghastly, a thing, not human) going down. It's easily replaced though.

And then Romana fights. There's not really chance to flee, and her only choice is to hold her own as best she can, a pistol in one hand that she uses sparingly, only when the hunk of wood in the other, which she uses like a bat doesn't do the job fast enough. She's managing okay, for now, but who knows how long she'll last]

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Day Two

[arisawa.livejournal.com]

[She may want to keep an eye out behind her, because there's one right there, stalking quietly and ready to carve her open with its machete.

Of course, it could stand to take the same advice. Tatsuki bolts from behind the wall of one of the houses, grabs the cannibal from behind, and swiftly slits its throat in one quick slice. Of course, it's only one. With a roar, the next fires a shotgun blast wide of the new combatant.]

Oi! Take cover!

Re: Day Two

[tomatatas]

[Romana starts at the appearance of a new person, her reflexes making it so she almost smacks Tatsuki in the face with her bat of wood, only just stalling herself at the sight of clear skin. There's not time to stop though, Romana quickly swinging the wood away to hit one of the cannibal's in the stomach, whacking it hard over the head as it doubles over]

You crazy? You take cover! [The girl looked much younger than her, and Romana wasn't about to let a little girl rush into danger. Though then again, at over 2000 years old, most people were younger than Romana

Takes this time to whack another cannibal across the face, making sure the girl is protected]

[arisawa.livejournal.com]

Well hell, what d'you think I was planning to do?

[Yet another approaches her from behind, but it doesn't escape her notice. She spins around, fells it with a hard kick to the groin, and slashes it across the eyes for the coup de grace, before running to Romana and grasping at her wrist, pulling her behind the cover of another house.]

There's too many! We need to formulate a plan and get to the bunker!

[tomatatas]

I don't know! Something crazy?!

[Cursing to herself in Italian, Romana lets the girl pull her along, smacking away hands that grab out at the two of them. Even when they're behind cover she doesn't relax, knowing that could mean death]

How! They're blocking the way! Unless you know how to fly somehow, we only have out feet to rely on. You shouldn't have been so stupid, I could have handled it piccola!

[motherofjegus.livejournal.com]

[Dolorosa had the same idea, they needed supplies if they were going to survive this. If they didn't have food then they might as well choose between dying quickly or slowly. She's had plenty of experience scourging for food and anything that could be useful so she volunteered to go. Her skirt may be ripped and she may be dirtier than she has been in a while, but she had to help her family. The only problem? She didn't think about grabbing any weapons, her troll body usually provided the strength she needed but now she was human.]

[When the fight breaks out, Dolorosa appears to help before stalling-- what could she do in this body?]

Have a spare weapon?

[tomatatas]

[Romana spares a glance to the woman, before sharply shaking her head, pointing to a patch of rubble near the two. If the other woman though she was giving up one of her guns, or her bat, she was crazy. Protect yourself and your own first, other second was Romana's motto unfortunately.]

Find something in there, okay?

[motherofjegus.livejournal.com]

[If her own were here, meaning Signless, Disciple, and Psiioniic, she would be the same way, so she finds no disrespect in Romana's words. There were others she wanted to protect here, yes, but they weren't as high on the priority list as her family on Alternia]

[She rummages through the rubble]

Are you aware of any weaknesses that they possess?

[tomatatas]

[In the meantime, Romana at least covers the woman, turned towards the hoard and not her]

Merda- Head and heart it seems!

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[It's only because he heard his name that he stops. She wasn't who he was looking for, but he wouldn't ignore another nation who might need help, even if she'd tried to kill him.

Tried. Well, they'd killed each other. He supposes they're even.]

Hoi, don't shout so obviously.

[tomatatas]

[She flushes, half from irritation, half from embarrassment that he has caught her yelling for him. Not like she cares or anything.]

Heh. Well you're fine then, obviously. And Canada is?

I am slow and awful.

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

We had to split up.

You?

Day Two

[undying-heroism.livejournal.com]

[Another two . . .he'll just call them zombies. . . . pop up both to her left and right side. Before the one on her left could lunge forward and tackle her down, it'd stumble backwards from having a projectile flung into its face.]

[tomatatas]

[She jerks herself as they go down from some other source, whirling around to stare at the man. She's never seen male America before, she doesn't recognise him, and really, there are bigger thing's to worry about.

Like smashing the heads of zombie's in.]

[undying-heroism.livejournal.com]

[If they were talking, he couldn't agree more. But reverse since he'd never met female Romano!

Still, she was someone who needed help.]

Hey! Do you have anywhere safe to go?!

Day Two

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

[The tell-tale roar of an approaching motorcycle may not be a welcome noise when you're trying to be discreet, especially followed by a loud shot gun, but the shot clears at least Hungary's way towards her friend.]

Sweetie, behind you!

[tomatatas]

[She looks up as Hungary approaches, a small smile showing even as she takes it upon herself to attack one of the cannibals with her makeshift bat]

Si, si, I know Ungheria! But Grazie!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

[It's a lose/lose situation, with the gun noise attracting more of them, but what's to do?] Get behind me when you're ready. We need to leave this place. [Another hopeful shot she hopes wasn't a waste.]

day one

[wybrows.livejournal.com]

[ Wy had been wandering around trying to find any of them. She hadn't seen Australia yet and Archy and the rest of their animals were nowhere to be found.

Once she returns back to the house and finds Romana searching, she runs up to her. She's holding back tears, though at the moment she's not even trying to put on a tough image. ]

I-I'm here! [ She looks around again. ] ... Have ya seen Oz? Or Archy or Sam?

[tomatatas]

[Oh Wy... She wants to pick you up, coddle you, but she can't so she just settles for kneeling, cupping the little nation's cheek and quickly looking her over before hugging her]

Not yet. But we will, as anyone could hide Australia, really... Much too loud, si? He probably has all the animals with him too, hmm?

Day 1 (B)

[doulikewaffles.livejournal.com]

Hey~!

[tomatatas]

[She blinks, frowning slightly at the woman's familiarity before giving her a polite nod and stepping her way]

Ciao?

[doulikewaffles.livejournal.com]

So you're looking for broer and Spain too?

Hmm...you look kinda familiar~.

[koyo]

( ( She won't find Spain at his house. In fact, she won't find anyone at his house.

He's already left to find the others. In fact, he even goes to her house to find her. When he doesn't find anyone at home, his initial thought is panic until-- no, she must be fine. If there's one thing he's learned, it's that Romana is a fighter so she must be around town still.

But Spain decides he should find her to make sure she's well. . . And to let her know he's okay too. See? No harm in looking for her too. Climbing over the rubble, he makes his way back, hoping to catch her. It's hard to hear with others yelling in the distance for loved ones but as he gets closer, he hears her, ) )

Romana? Romana!

[tomatatas]

[She's starting to panic. He's not in his home. There's no one, no one living at least. And she can't find him anywhere and all the while she searches this ball of fear in her stomach gets larger and larger. She was able to find everyone, everyone but him. Maybe the worst has happened...

She's starting to tear up as she hears someone calling for her, Romana stopping, and straining her ears for the voice. She knows that voice, it's the voice of that ridiculous man, the one that's made her start to almost cry.

Whirling around she calls back, voice high and frightened, Romana making no efforts to hide that] Spagna! Spanga?

[koyo]

( ( Yes, that's her voice! Spain stops only to find out which direction it is coming from. Once he determines it, he heads in the direction, calling her name. She sounds frightened, even he can hear that and he wants to calm her as soon as possible. Finally, he sees her and he picks up his pace to run towards her. ) )

Romana! Ay, are you all right? You weren't hurt, were you? Come, let me see--. . .