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    "it must've been one of his spells," murmured one of the men hidden in the shadows,one of the people spoke and arose from the rest,"it doesn't matter how it happened. all that matters is that he stays with me,i'll force every piece of info right out of that big mouth of his,even if i have to use a machete." all of them seemed to agree as they handed the bag to the dark looking italian with the dark shades "grazie," he then slowly left.


    it had been a week since that and yet luciano couldn't conserve precious information from the little chibi one of arthur's mistakes,that little chibi. "precious little chibi,no?" he sneered glancing at a small pudgy looking life form,he folded his arms over his chest suppressing a sigh. who knew trying to get information from a little weak runt of the axis was this difficult? and it was his 1p! his 1p! and yet he couldn't. He glanced over at north italy a.k.a feliciano vargas. luciano had sufficient names for this pathetic 1p but decided to keep what he thought to himself. for his sake,for his 1p's sake,for everyones sake. he then began plotting schemes if anyone dared to stray from their 1p homes. surely someone would come to rescue feliciano,right? he began doubting himself.


    ooc- you may join as any of the 1p's or 2p's :3 allies or axis is your choice

    Sora Vargas, better known as Vatican City, clutched the front of her grey blouse. Where had her brother Feli wandered off to? She didn't know, and she was worried. Being a micro nation she was, she couldn't do much? She ran a tan hand through her golden-brown hair, and her curl bobbed with each step she took. Sora was fairly young, physically only thirteen.
    "Feliciano?" She called out, taking another step.

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    Luciano fell silent as he listened closely,his violet eyes narrowed,he then glanced at the tied up chibi Italy,a wicked smirk began to spread across his lips like butter on bread. He then slowly got up walking over to his 1p glaring down at him with fiery violet optics "I'll use you for bait then maybe I'll catch an actual prize to keep than you a pathetic little runt who shields behind that....German." His eyes then seemed to sparkle at the mention of Germany "Maybe I can catch him? He has plenty of info of the Axis." He gave a sinister laugh.

    Sora whined, skidding to the ground. An idea struck her. A dumb, yet wonderful, idea.
    if brother is around, he might here me... she thought, sucking in a breath. She then yelled, using the one line she had learned from Feliciano.
    "Pastaaaaaa!" Her voice was light and fluffy, despite the lurking danger. After getting no reply, she fell to her knees. She had always been close with the Northern side of Italy. Her eyes began to water at the thought of what could be near bye, and what could be happening to her brother.

    He noticed his 1p squirm slightly taking note of that he heard Feliciano's line and growls with a smirk "Friend of yours?" Without any hesitation,Luciano slipped some of his trustworthy knives into his pocket before slipping outside looking around before long the darker version of Italy was lurking in the shadows waiting for his 'prey'.

    Sora finally stood, slightly angered.
    "I'm a Vargas! What would Grandpa Rome say if he saw me crying?" She asked, her hands clinched into fist. She stood, and continued walking and calling for Felicano. Her amber eyes were wide and innocent, and her curl continued to bob with each step.

    Luciano mouthed 'A Vargas' he almost snorted before he whispered "What a brave little girl. And a Vargas at that,how amusing and pleasing....And you want Feliciano back." He then cursed "Crap I'm rhyming! Stupid admin!" He then waited for the right moment to present himself to show himself.

    Sora frowned, looking around.
    "Feli?!" She called again, taking another step. She tripped over her own feet. She hit the ground with a thud. She rolled on to her back, sighing.
    "Who am I kidding? I'm a useless idiot...even Feli and Lovi think so...."

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    He then stepped out just a few inches away from her "Too sweet," He smirked as he rested his hand in a L like way on his chin as he examined the micro nation closely with his glowing violet optics.

    She jumped, sitting up.
    "Feli...?" She caught sight of him and froze. "Y-you look like Brother!" She yelped, stumbling to her feet. She was visibly shaking.

    She growled. "Tell me now!" She yelled, her fear replaced by anger. She wasn't very intimidating though, due to her size and age