Post-introduction

[lost_hre]

If you enter in the room you'll notice it's a Gym, a very big one, and a young man is training. Not, it's not Germany even if he looks like him, he's still Holy Roman Empire who's hitting a wood mannequin with a wooden sword. A Mannequin with a piture of Francis glued on it.
He has been around in the HQ for a very long while and he already knows

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[teuton_princess]

Bruder!

[lost_hre]

Hello schwester!

[teuton_princess]

How about you train with me instead with that thing?

[lost_hre]

It sounds an awesome idea.

[angelinelblu]

[This Feliciano-- with enormous white wings, being an angel-- is just. Just staring at you. Because you look simultaneously like the two men he's ever really, really cared about in his life and death beyond simple Angelic affection, and he just. Doesn't get it.]

Ludwig?

...Alaric?

[lost_hre]

It's a beautiful vision and when he notices you the sword falls on the ground. you're just beautiful to him.

He didn't get the second word but he heard you saying his future counterpart's name.
"... I'm not Ludwig."

[angelinelblu]

N-no. I. Didn't really think you were.

[He takes a deep breath, tears beginning to well in the corners of his eyes, and starts again.]

...Do you know me?

[lost_hre]

[He looks down so he doesn't notices his tears.]

I know you, but do you know who I am?

[He knows him very well, Feliciano is his most important person, and he's the only one he would never ever forget, no matter what.
When he arrived in the HQ he was quite disappointed finding out many italies almost forget about him.]

[bambino_italia]

Holy Roman, you got so big, ve...

[lost_hre]

[Oh, a little Italy. Must. Not. Blush. He's not a pedo like France, he has to act like a big brother now.]

Everyone grows up, sooner or later.

[smiles at the little Italy.]

[bambino_italia]

Ve, I know.

[smiles back at him]

[lost_hre]

Someday you'll grow up too and become a beautiful young man, you know?

[smiles]

but... tell me, how is my little and favourite country? [kneels down in front of him.]

...I'm sorry I'm evil but I couldn't resist.

[vive_lempereur]

[Her wounds from her fight with 1910 almost completely healed, 1809!Napoleonic France is feeling rather chipper today.]

Bon matin. Having fun with your stick?

Why are you apologizing? Holy'll be mad, but... <3

[lost_hre]

[This French accent, even if it's a woman he can't help himself but be irritated. He just tries to ignore her.]

idk. Also, that should say "1910 Prussia" orz. <3

[vive_lempereur]

If that doll could move, he'd have gored your flank just then.

[Just because you aren't her vassal quite yet is no reason to excuse a slip in your guard, distractions or not.]

can I ask why did they fight? <3

[lost_hre]

Can I ask you to keep silence, Frau?

[He doesn't want to give you the pleasure to see him angry.]

[pizza_spaz]

[PEER! Here's Italy from the future! He's been travelling around with a big guitar on his back]

Hello~ What are you doing today~?

[lost_hre]

Oh, another Italy! Have a shining smile from Holy Roman Empire.

"Training!"

[pizza_spaz]

[He smiles back. ♥]

Training for what?

[lost_hre]

To survive the 1806. to become stronger.
Are you Italy or Feliciano?