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[io_non_ti_invidio]

[Welp, looks like no one's getting any relaxation today.

Because right now there is a very angry Italian trudging around, kicking doors open and growling at shipmates. If you are lucky, you have two options: one, you're buff and terrifying; two, you're a lovely lady. The former will be avoided at all costs, the latter will be catcalled and flirted with. To anyone not so lucky? You will be berated, glared at and subject to obscene gestures.

Welcome to Lovino Vargas's panic mechanism.]

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[io_non_ti_invidio]

...You're a nation? [He peers intently.] Who are you?

[blitzkrieged]

[She gives him a short salute]

Beilschmidt. Monica Beilschmidt. I believe my other names include Deutschland and Germany.

[io_non_ti_invidio]

[...Stand by for internal key-smashing.

?????????????]

Germany!? I... [Looking her up and down sort of frantically now.] ...What the hell!?

[blitzkrieged]

Ja. I am Germany.

[She looks up at him a bit confused.]

You look upset to see me.