Vash Zwingli
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Is angry at you.
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Post by Vash Zwingli on Mar 17, 2010 18:39:27 GMT -5
[ooc: /o/]
"Liech?" Vash blinked, then remembered that his sister had been fairly good friends with Hungary back home. "She's fine, of course. She's becoming quite a strong country on her own. But," he added pointedly, trying to sound as disapproving as possible of the general student-caused mayhem around them, "I'm trying to convince her not to come to school yet, since she might have to deal with others'...bad influences. Looks like I was right to do so."
This is bothersome, Vash thought to himself, glancing over the scene again. The boy that Hungary had rescued seemed to have a twin - a particularly potty-mouthed one, at that, who was currently standing in a sea of collapsed cheap chairs and talking to an Asian nation. Several other nations were chattering away merrily and goofing off in general. And there were so many of them! Vash felt himself developing a headache, and grimaced. Did he actually have to talk to all of them? But he did promise Liech...
Well, he had to start somewhere. Vash shook his head and looked down at the boy attached to Hungary's waist, trying not to glare so obviously. He wasn't about to go as far as trying to smile, though; that would just have been unsightly. "So...who are you, anyway?"
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Post by Elizabeta Héderváry on Mar 17, 2010 19:31:06 GMT -5
"Ah, that's good," Elizabeta replied, and smiled at Vash's being protective of his sister. You know, she's going to have to deal with them eventually, she wanted to say but was worried as to how he would react.
"Hmm, that's actually a very good question," Hungary murmured to herself. Although the boy had been hugging her for quite some time now, she hadn't asked for his name. She was surprised that Switzerland was actually taking the initiative to talk to someone new.
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Post by Lovino Vargas on Mar 17, 2010 20:53:50 GMT -5
A.... male.
As in. A boy?
With a penis?
Romano's face fizzled into a flustered red hue as he sputtered, "W-Wait, what the hell?!" He scanned China up and down, realizing that... yes, there was a lack of female parts. Though he was just suspecting it had something to do with her being Asian. Dammit, he should've listened to the whole dont-be-racist shit!!
"Why didn't you fuckin' tell me?!" he snapped, though he sounded more bewildered than angry. Oh shit, he just pulled some lame moves on a man. Fuck!!
"I'm not into your kind!!" Romano nervously shouted on an impulse, redirecting his gaze to the ground at his side, arms stubbornly crossed. Dammit, now people were going to think he was gay!! This sucked.
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Wang Yao
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Post by Wang Yao on Mar 17, 2010 23:46:29 GMT -5
So much for waiting to tell the brown-haired boy. China thought for a bit and realized that he should have probably should have said something at the first "miss." Chewing on his lip nervously, he winced at the boy with the haircurl's sharp words, fingers lacing together. Sighing, he spoke quietly, though not faltering. "I apologise for any inconvenience this might have caused you, aru."
...Not a very good way to start off the new school year at all. It was awfully stressful. Times like these made him wonder what a simpler life would be like.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Mar 21, 2010 12:49:09 GMT -5
Mein Gott, here it comes. He prepared himself as the proffessor started his version of Somewhere over the Rainbow, ukulele style. he released his contained breath as the flat tune was finally done. Ah, well at least he improved a bit... the song still left the aristocrat a massive headache.
"I hope my room mate won't be someone loud and obnoxious..." Roderich muttered to himself. He continued to massage his temples with the tips of his fingers until he heard the sound of crashes and people screaming. "Now what happened?" Getting up from his seat he turned around and saw the mess before him. A sigh escaped his lips, and the Austrian decided to go toward them.
First he turned toward the one screaming at the moment, an Italian cursing at a Chinese man about 'not into your kind'? He decided not to delve deeper in this argument than needed. Clearing his throat Roderich turned toward the group, "Everyone, can you please calm down?" He turned toward the cursing Italian and gave him a cold stare, "There is no need to use foul language, sir."
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Post by Elizabeta Héderváry on Mar 21, 2010 14:38:52 GMT -5
Hungary whipped her head around after hearing the older Italian shout. She glanced back and forth at the flustered boy and the one hugging her waist, attempting to comprehend how the two could be brothers. Maybe they were cousins or something. Elizabeta felt obligated to come to the Chinese man’s defense, but was cut off when she heard a familiar voice. Turning to the newcomer, she instantly recognized the gravity defying curl and violet eyes. How exactly had she not been able to notice him earlier?
“Roderich!” Hungary exclaimed out of surprise, breaking out into a huge grin. However, the moment after she remembered to regain her composure and subdued her grin into a small smile. "I mean, uh, hello, Austria."
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