zestien - Destruction

[gezellighe]

[A] - 1447 Mitchell Rd.

[Holland is slowly, slowly waking up amidst rubble.  Once he gets past the disorientation of not waking in bed, of not feeling rested and realizing he'd passed out . . . he's going to look for others.  Canada, he knew, was droned, and he feared the worst for her, unable to really defend herself.  He knew Hilda was much more

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B.

[pasodoble]

Hey, is anyone out there? ( ( Spain is yelling into the chaos, trying to find someone. Up ahead, he sees a familiar shadow (or two) and runs towards them, reaching out to catch their attention, ) ) Hey, wait, a minute! Hey, it's me--!

[gezellighe]

Someone needs to look out for the others, and I have to find België.

[welljustwatchme]

[Stubborn, she glowers at Holland a moment longer before giving in.]

Fine, good luck.

And Spain, be careful. [Spain, at least, gets a softer look before Canada turns to go.]

[gezellighe]

[He'll return the look to a lesser extent, but it's not so frustrated as asking her to not be annoyed. He had to find Belgium.]

Be safe.

[pasodoble]

( ( He gives Canada a reassuring smile and nods his head to affirm that he'll be careful, ) )

Sí, we'll meet again soon.

( ( Aaaand he turns on his heel in the opposite direction to leave. ) )