The idea that they were mercenaries sounded pretty good, pretty solid. Soldiers for hire that didn't belong to any one country... Yeah, that could be it. It'd explain a lot, really.
"Could be," he remarked, keeping his eyes focused on the soldiers. There seemed to be even more of them than there had been earlier in the day. "That'd make sense..."
What it didn't explain was where they actually were. His earlier confidence that this was not America's country was starting to weaken at the idea that these guys could be mercenaries-if these soldiers didn't belong to America, that didn't mean that this building wasn't on his land anyway. Maybe he should just see if any of those who were here were willing to claim it.
But before he could comment further, another voice rose above the chatter in the room.
"By order of General Aguilar, all Landel's Institute personnel will reliquish their authority to the military, effective immediately!"
...Well, so much for them being mercenaries. They may not have been wearing a nation's flag, but they were calling themselves a military...
"What the hell..." Prussia heard himself murmur, watching the soldier barking out the command.
"Unless otherwise spoken to, nurses and orderlies will now return to the second floor and await further instructions. No exceptions!"
Barely a moment later, the Sun Room doors flew open, banging against the wall, and a man Prussia didn't recognize stepped through them, heading for the soldiers. The man's voice was a different matter entirely; he recognized that immediately: Landel, the guy behind the intercom. The guy this place was named after.
Prussia gritted his teeth, trying to decide if he could make a charge here and now. He'd have an ally in Japan, but they were pretty badly outnumbered by the soldiers... Well, if the other people trapped here joined in that could even the odds, but there was the gas from this morning to think about, too... He and Japan would be just fine, of course, but there were an awful lot of human civilians here (and at least a few of them were German or Japanese).
He didn't like it, but he would have to bide his time for just a moment, just until he had a better grasp on the situation. Besides, it seemed like Landel didn't know what was going on, either.
"Could be," he remarked, keeping his eyes focused on the soldiers. There seemed to be even more of them than there had been earlier in the day. "That'd make sense..."
What it didn't explain was where they actually were. His earlier confidence that this was not America's country was starting to weaken at the idea that these guys could be mercenaries-if these soldiers didn't belong to America, that didn't mean that this building wasn't on his land anyway. Maybe he should just see if any of those who were here were willing to claim it.
But before he could comment further, another voice rose above the chatter in the room.
"By order of General Aguilar, all Landel's Institute personnel will reliquish their authority to the military, effective immediately!"
...Well, so much for them being mercenaries. They may not have been wearing a nation's flag, but they were calling themselves a military...
"What the hell..." Prussia heard himself murmur, watching the soldier barking out the command.
"Unless otherwise spoken to, nurses and orderlies will now return to the second floor and await further instructions. No exceptions!"
Barely a moment later, the Sun Room doors flew open, banging against the wall, and a man Prussia didn't recognize stepped through them, heading for the soldiers. The man's voice was a different matter entirely; he recognized that immediately: Landel, the guy behind the intercom. The guy this place was named after.
Prussia gritted his teeth, trying to decide if he could make a charge here and now. He'd have an ally in Japan, but they were pretty badly outnumbered by the soldiers... Well, if the other people trapped here joined in that could even the odds, but there was the gas from this morning to think about, too... He and Japan would be just fine, of course, but there were an awful lot of human civilians here (and at least a few of them were German or Japanese).
He didn't like it, but he would have to bide his time for just a moment, just until he had a better grasp on the situation. Besides, it seemed like Landel didn't know what was going on, either.
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