Characters: Germany, Italy, their shadows
Location: On the way to Casualty Communal
Rating: R.
Time: July 18, very early.
Description: Germany and Italy head off to see to Hungary. They never make it.
The fog was more a yellow miasma than anything else, Germany thought numbly as he led the way through the rubbled streets from Death City Heights to the Communal. He had a hand on Italien's wrist, to make sure they did not get separated. The glasses helped, even if it sat strangely on his nose, but his gut still felt terrible like in knots and his skin felt cold in the morning air. He only hoped that Italien felt better than he did.
"Once we have seen to Ungarn, perhaps we should stay in the Communal until the fog recedes," he mused out loud. They were more needed in the Communal, considering their current manpower there. At least the partnered in Death City Heights were capable of fending for themselves.