Since no one will ever role play this poor guy...

[nacht_bluten]

Who: Holy Roman Empire (because I have no imagination whatsoever, I guess we can call him "Reich"  --German for 'Empire'-- as a name :/)
What: Wandering
Where: Central courtyard, somewhere on the school property
When: Way past a little kid's bedtime
Why: He has no idea where the hell he is and where everyone that he knew went. He's terrified inside and

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[preussen_ore]

[Of course Gilbert is out. He's not a kid. Plus he was hungry so he zipped by the convenience store to get some bread (to go with his wurst!) and hot chocolate. He's on his way back to the dorms when he sees the kid]

...Hey, dude. [Gently nudges him] I don't think you're supposed to be sleeping there.

Hey you~ (Guess who. XD)

[nacht_bluten]

[Looks up groggily and stares at Gilbert. Hope lights up in his huge eyes. His brother was a lot taller than he remembered, but he knew that face anywhere. Still, he was careful]

...Sind sie deutsch??

Trans: Are you German?

Hi Lome XD

[preussen_ore]

[Hearing his native German surprises him a little, but not for long. He crouches down to get a better look at the kid]

Ja.

Yay you recognized the journal~ xD (Feli-mun totally talked me into doing this.)

[nacht_bluten]

((ooc: I blame her entirely.))

[The boy looks ready to cry with relief. Surprisingly, he holds it in, but he reaches out with small hands and latches on to Gilbert's leg, digging his face into the teen's pants] ...

[rosieposieolie]

[Feliciano just happened to be doing some late-night exploring (may or may not have slid out the window without Ludwig knowing). He just happens to come across the sad little heap on the ground during his walk and approaches curiously]

[He gets on his knees, patting the child on the head. Oh how he loved kids] Nee, what's wrong~?

[nacht_bluten]

[Starts in surprise and instantly shys away, staring up at Feliciano with alarm. That face was familiar, but... but... why was 'she' so tall?! Terrified, the blond instantly darts around to the other side of the statue to hide]

[rosieposieolie]

[Feli was clearly confused as the little boy darts away, running to the opposite side of the statue. He begins crawling after him] Veee? Are you scared? I wont hurt you!

[nacht_bluten]

[That was Feliciano's voice, alright --deeper, sure, but he could recognize the Italian accent anywhere. Cautiously, the little boy paused at the end of the statue, frozen in place by uncertainty. He stands his ground, unwilling to run away but too terrified to come closer]

Fe-Feliciano?

[gilbo_ftw]

Whoa, kid are you alright?? What are you doing out here? [Bends down to him.]

[nacht_bluten]

[Looks up, confused] G-Gilbert? [Pause, then speaks in fluent German] W-Why are you so tall? And... why are you speaking English?

[gilbo_ftw]

[Whoa, German? Haven't had to speak that in a while. Hope he hasn't gotten rusty.]

L-lutz?? Geeze....C'mere, kid.

[nacht_bluten]

[Frown, shrinking away a little] W-Why does everyone call me that? My name is Reich. [Sulk]

... Two children without a clue as to where they are. This will be fun xD

[pasta_face]

[A little Italian was off in the distance, broom clutched tightly between his (her?) fingers as he looked between the tall buildings. He felt like an ant compared to the big setting, and little Itala only shrunk further in fear]

[The child's voice shook as he spots another small figure a little ways ahead] V-Ve. Reich...? [Wibble]

Omfg yes. <3 (Is his name Feliciano? Or Itala? Not sure. xD)

[nacht_bluten]

[Looks up at the familiar voice, surprised] I-Itala? [His voice squeaks as he stands, hurrying over to her] W-What are you doing here? Are you lost, too?

Named him Itala /SO CREATIVE

[pasta_face]

[Upon seeing that it really was Reich by the statue, Itala rushes forward, meeting halfway and clinging to him] Y-Yess... Where are we? Ve, I want p-papa... [Big tears were threatening to spill already]

We can be uncreative together! :D

[nacht_bluten]

[Wraps his arms protectively around her and pats her head awkwardly] I-It'll be okay! Um, I don't know where we are, but I'm sure we can find Roderich and Elizabeta and... and... then we can go home!