Yeah I think that I might break

[nicetomatoes]

Characters: nicetomatoes and you.
Setting: Anywhere between the dorms and the cafeteria
Format: Whichever you prefer
Summary: Romana's tired, not thinking properly and there are people who want her dead. Which she doesn't realise. And then she gets killed.
Warnings: Gore, language, violence and like mentioned above, death by one latomatetas

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[latomatetas]

[ They're all out to get her, everyone that she met in the tower. The ones she knew as friends, as allies... even the children, like that strange black haired child-creature she encountered. Spain kept her switchblade on her person, the cold steel the only sense of security she has with her.

She has heard Francisca calling out for Shou on the intercoms, the worry lacing the blond's voice, and she couldn't help but feel worry for her own charge. Romana... they experimented on her, taking away her flesh, but was that all they took away?

Blade in hand, Spain looks for the younger nation, determined to get answers. ]

[nicetomatoes]

[They colliade in the hallway, Romana jerking back and hitting the wall as soon as she feels another person. Eyes wide, full of panic she flicks her gaze over Spain, needing a few seconds to properly recognise the woman. And even then, the panic only abates slightly, Romana wincing as she keeps her back pressed to the wall.]

...Isabel...

[latomatetas]

[ Spain has her blade out right after the collision, green eyes widening when she sees who it was. ]

Chiquita?

[ She shakes her head, frowning. This may be Romana's flesh, or what's left of it, but after the experimentation, who's to say it's still the same person? The body might be hers, but the mind might not be. And how dare she use Spain's human name? ]

No, you're not her. Who are you?

[nicetomatoes]

[She jerks again at the site of the blade, taking a shaky step back, her eyes narrowed and focused on the weapon. They widen at Spain's words, Romana's expression quickly changing to show how much those words hurt her]

Spagna... it's me, Romana... Chiara. Chi... Chiquita.