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Post by haley. on Feb 6, 2010 20:14:26 GMT -5
( LET ME GET GET ON MY BRACKETS THAT SIGNIFIES I AM TALKING OUT OF CHARACTER. AND MY CAPS.
' 3 ' How shall we start this, darling? Any plot you'd like to throw in? )
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Post by avrilshowers on Feb 6, 2010 20:36:09 GMT -5
(ffffff. here I go ~ I'm RPing as Hungary/Elizabeta; My first time RPing XD this should be interesting)
I waved goodbye to Feliciano drive away before I closed the door behind me. The house was just as quiet as usual. I have a faint yell of "hello..." out into the house, no answer. I sighed... he must be upstairs reading over his piano book. I slowly dropped the grocery bags on the island counter and made my way upstairs. I looked in the piano room first... no Roderich "darn... he must be in the library,". I made my way down the hall and opened the door, "Roderich? Are you in he-." I stopped myself quickly, he feel asleep at his desk. I didn't want to disturb his sleep, but he look so peaceful sleeping. I brush my hand through his hair, I blushed a bit "poor thing.... you must of been really exhausted,".
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Post by avrilshowers on Feb 6, 2010 20:37:51 GMT -5
(ffffffff. darn. Sorry Haley, deary. I didn't see your post! My mistake, I went right for it xD crap. you want me to change or start over? of you OK with this?)
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Post by haley. on Feb 6, 2010 20:49:07 GMT -5
( No I'm fine with it! I'll roll with this! c': )
Feliciano was far too good at wearing me out.
Sometimes it felt like he wanted me to be a father or some such thing to him. Which... was not all that bad. It was nice to have someone, well, look up to me like that. Sometimes it made me feel old, though. Then I reminded myself that I was indeed old.
(And then, like the old person I was, I found myself in need of a nap.)
I felt sore and stiff, but as I drifted out of my slumber, I felt something soft in my hair. My first instinct was a mixture between nuzzling into whatever it was with the soft touch, or to swat it away. I quickly found myself too tired for either action, and decided to simpy let whatever it was (A hand? The Italian boy's hand? Since when were his hands this soft?) continue whatever it was doing.
I hummed lowly, too tired to form a coherent sentence. "Mmm... Hello...?"
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Post by avrilshowers on Feb 6, 2010 21:33:05 GMT -5
( Mkay ~ Once again, sorry for that; My bad, I should have waited to see if you posted or not~)
"Oh!" I drew my hand away quickly, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up. Forgive me." I bowed in apology and as I backed away to give him so space I tripped over a carelessly placed pile of books (most likely left by Feliciano) and fell backwards, hitting something hard. Everything faded into black.... The next thing I knew I was awoken up with a terrible stinging feeling in my head. I rubbed the sore spot of my head, eyes still shut "shhh-ouch...". I lifted my weak head up and opened my eyes to see what happened. I was still on the floor of the library, but my head was propped up by a pillow from the couch. I looked behind me.... it was the bookcase. I furrowed my eyebrows, that's what I bumped against. The stinging pain was back "Ouch!". I lowered my head back on the pillow and shut my eyes tight in attempt to repress the pain.
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Post by haley. on Feb 6, 2010 21:46:30 GMT -5
After hearing a feminine 'Oh!,' I quickly snapped up, coming back to reality. I stood up quickly, trying to pull Elizaveta back, but she was already backing away and-- God, I knew where this was going; it wasn't going to end well.
Of course, she fell (I saw it coming, but I still panicked for a bout 10 minutes about what to do), but I, being of right mind ("Ah! I-- Are you-- I mean-- Are you all-- Can you hear me?! I'll be right back, I just--") decided to asses the situation. She seemed to be unconscious - alive! - and she wasn't bleeding and she didn't seem to be terribly injured.
"Should I pick her up?" I heard myself mumble, pacing the room. "Would she mind? Where would I take her? C-Could I really carry her upstairs-- she isn't heavy, I just..."
I stopped, turning back to glance at her face. She looked absolutely peaceful. I sighed.
I cam back with a pillow from the living room that I had stolen off the couch. Wearily, I placed it under her head and gently brushed her bangs out of her face. Quickly, my hand recoiled as I felt her stir, and I could only imagine myself blushing a very undesirable shade of red.
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Post by avrilshowers on Feb 7, 2010 0:46:47 GMT -5
I felt a soft brush against my forehead; I twitched slightly- I was barely awake, but awake none the less now. Thank goodness; I was away from that nightmarish dream; the dream where Russia led in his troops for the seize of Budapest... I shuddered at the thought. I sat upright and pulled my hair back out of my face. I looked to my right, shocked, to see that Roderich was sitting quietly with a deeply flushed red faced. I wonder how long he had been sitting there..... a bit embarrassed myself, I pulled myself up and tried to compose myself, refusing Roderich's help, only to fall back down on my rear. He asked "Are you OK, Elizabeta...?" I bowed my head and sighed. "I could be better.... I-I didn't cause too much trouble for you, did I, Austria?"
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Post by haley. on Feb 9, 2010 23:06:46 GMT -5
However rude it may have been to smile at a woman who's just fallen down, I couldn't himself but grinning a little. Elizabeta could go from swiftly knocking Prussia fifteen yards away from her, to clumsily falling down the next.
"It's fine," I told her, softly, as I stood up. "You seemed to have taken a bit of a fall. Why don't you, ah... sit?"
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