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| Prussia | May 14 2011, 10:45 AM Post #2461 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia definitely started that and nearly fell of the couch. He realized that Russia wasn't with him and he couldn't really speak at the moment. That was definitely a crash he had heard and he didn't want Russia to be hurt so he got up quickly to go searching for him. Luckily when he got into the hallway he saw the vodka glass and went over to the batroom seeing Russia on the ground. "Shit..." he mumbled quickly moving to try and stop the blood on his head at the moment because that was the first injury he could point out. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | May 14 2011, 10:49 AM Post #2462 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia wrapped his arms around him, closing his eyes tightly as he gripped his shoulders. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | May 14 2011, 10:54 AM Post #2463 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia moved to have him sitting up againt the counter. "Hold this to your head." he said before he went to call an ambulance so they could get some help for Russia. After that was done he came back and kissed his cheek softly. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | May 14 2011, 11:03 AM Post #2464 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia leaned against him, closing his eyes as he slipped in and out of consciousness. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | May 14 2011, 11:04 AM Post #2465 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Just stay awake Ivan." he said softly holding the towel to his head so he could stop the bleeding and kissed him softly. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | May 14 2011, 11:09 AM Post #2466 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia didn't really respond to the kiss, keeping his eyes closed. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | May 14 2011, 11:12 AM Post #2467 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The ambulance soon got there and took Russia and Prussia to the hospital. Prussia had to stay behind in the waiting room for them to fix Russia up. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | May 14 2011, 11:19 AM Post #2468 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia was soon brought out, rolling around in a wheel chair. He had a cast up to his shin, humming lightly. |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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| Prussia | May 14 2011, 08:26 PM Post #2469 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia walked over and kissed his head lightly glad to see that there was hardly anything wrong with him. |
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"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
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| Russia | May 14 2011, 08:32 PM Post #2470 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Ivan brushed his fingers through his hair, brushing against the bandages around his forehead. When the doctor saw them, he went over to them. "He has a mild concussion, but he'll probably back to normal. He'll have to come back in several weeks though to get his cast removed for the fracture in his shin." |
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"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
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