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The Austrian let out a rather undignified squawk, more than a little surprised at the Italian's 'sudden apperance'. The young man composed himself quickly then gave a short nod. "Hallo Feliciano..." His gaze turned back to the Hungarian woman, lips curling into a slight smile. "Honestly, I thought I vas going to miss it." Roderich shook his head after a moment and chewed his lip just a bit. "Nein, I haven't been by the booth yet. It seems I am missing out on alot lately...although..." He leaned in close, speaking lowly. "I have been hearing rumors about...two people...though now..." The brunette straightened up. "I do not think this ist the right time to be...speaking of such things..."


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Germany sighed as Italy ran off, but soon discovered that he was running to Georgia and Florida's booth where Hungary and Austria were. He began to make his way over to the large group gathering when he nearly missed tripping over someone. He looked down, and realized Rutilio was sitting on the ground and looking a bit miserable.

The German crouched down to Rutilio's level with a look of mild concern on his normally stoic face, which meant he was greatly concerned. "Rutilio, vhat is wrong? You usually look so bright und cheerful. Vhat happened?"

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Florida could almost feel someone's eyes on him and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He didn't know what kind of game somebody was playing with him by sending that text message, but it gave him a bad feeling. Rutilio was certain it was some sort of cruel joke or revenge trap because the very idea of California caring enough about his feelings to apologize was insane. All he could think about was what kind of sick prank this person had in store for him or maybe Georgia because nothing good could come of this...

Suddenly someone was by his side and Rutilio looked up in alarm in case it was the evil doer who had appeared to finish him off. It took a moment for him to realize it was Germany because, well, it seriously was a little difficult to recognize him with an expression that wasn't either serious, annoyed or angry. Florida bit his lip at the question and glanced down before finally deciding maybe it was alright to tell Ludwig about his worries. People said mean things about him since the whole Nazi thing, but Florida had never felt particularly threatened by the German. In fact, many times Ludwig's people had gone out of their way to keep Florida and his citizens from getting hurt in the crossfire of WWII.

"I... I think someone is planning to do something bad to me," Florida admitted seriously as he held up his cell phone to show Germany the "incriminating" evidence as if the simple apology was the same as a death threat. "Look! There is something very wrong here. Alta would never, ever say something like that to me!"

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Ludwig watched as Florida looked up in shock. Well, he guess that could be expected. The German knew his range of expression could be a bit... Limited, and that was putting it lightly. He really should find a book on how to better express emotion....

As soon as Florida said that someone might try to hurt him, Germany visibly seemed to get a bit angered. Why would anyone try hurting someone as friendly as Rutilio? Sure, the Floridian could be a handful and a bit troublesome, but even Ludwig had made a concious effort to never harm Rutilio... However, after being shown the text...

".... Rutilio... This is an apology.... Und who is Alta? Is it somevone who has threatened you in she past?"

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Hungary's eyes widened when she heard Yao Wang of all people would be interested in anyone! That alone was the scoop of the century! The young woman was all but bursting with questions and was mildly disheartened to hear that her former husband didn't know the identity of his love interest. That was such a shame! This person needed to be identified and practically put on a pedestal for finding away into the ancient nation's heart.

Her good spirits instantly returned, however, when she heard that this mystery person was most likely a boy! Elizaveta had to struggle not to accidentally start drooling at the thought. "We must find out!" she insisted excitedly before blushing and trying to curve her enthusiasm. "Um... for the sake of journalism, o-of course!"