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| Russia | Aug 10 2011, 09:37 PM Post #3611 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The doctor soon came in and Russia watched him, a little confused. "Alright, Ivan, we are going to do a few tests and see if there is a little more that we can do anything to help jog your memory." The Russian tilted his head but went with them. |
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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 | Aug 10 2011, 09:54 PM Post #3612 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia looked at him and watched the tests closely. |
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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 | Aug 10 2011, 10:01 PM Post #3613 |
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Ivan Braginski
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After a while, Russia was finished with the tests and now all that was left was sending everything to the labs to get results. Russia sighed, laying back on his bed. "Can I go home now?" He asked Gilbert. |
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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 | Aug 10 2011, 10:08 PM Post #3614 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"I don't know..." he said. |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 06:42 AM Post #3615 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia sighed and crosses his arms over his chest. "Please?" |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 07:59 AM Post #3616 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"I guess since we're just waiting for results now." |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 09:06 AM Post #3617 |
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Ivan Braginski
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The Russian sighed and closed his eyes. The doctor soon came back, with some of the results. "There was some slow bleeding in his head, due to the force of the injury. It has slowed down again, significantly, but all that's left now to worry about his memory." |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 09:08 AM Post #3618 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Alright and is it okay if we go home?" he asked looking at the doctor glad to hear that but also. "What are the chances of him getting his memory back?" |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 09:13 AM Post #3619 |
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Ivan Braginski
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"He should be fine, you just need to keep a close eye on him. As for his memory, it all depends on what you do to help him." |
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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 | Aug 11 2011, 09:17 AM Post #3620 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Is there anything that you can suggest?" he asked because he wasn't feeling too, good himself, it was hard too when it was his fault. |
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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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