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| Prussia | Dec 5 2010, 12:43 PM Post #51 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"Are you feeling okay?" Prussia asked before the other two came in and asked the same question right after him. They all stood there looking at him because it was odd that he would go back to sleep so soon. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 12:46 PM Post #52 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia twitched at the unison thing and nodded. He moved his head a bit so he could talk without it being muffled. "I'm fine...." He buried his face back into the pillow. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 12:48 PM Post #53 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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"You sure?" they asked sounding a little concerned and the first Prussia walked over to feel his forehead. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 12:54 PM Post #54 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled away from him and nodded, looking over at them. "I'm fine..." He cursed himself for looking at them since he was breathing harder and his face was a bit red. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 12:55 PM Post #55 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The three of them all raised their eyebrow, the same one even, at the same time. "You don't look so good, you look like you're burning up." One declared he was going to grab an ice pack, the other said he'd go get some medication, while the last one insisted he at least took off some article of clothing, not all but some. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 01:01 PM Post #56 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia reluctantly took off his scarf and his shirt, sighing lightly. "I'm fine." He mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. He bit his lip and looked over at the Prussia who was still in the room. "Come here..." He mumbled, going back to chewing on his lip. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 01:05 PM Post #57 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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The first Prussia blinked went back over to him. "What?" |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 01:09 PM Post #58 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia pulled him onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist before he kissed him deeply, rubbing his back a bit. He pushed his tongue into his mouth and rubbed against his roughly. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 01:12 PM Post #59 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia was at first a little shocked but recovered quickly kissing him back and then when he heard the others come in he pulled away. The second Prussia could barely keep the smirk off his face deciding the pills were useless right now and the third Prussia stood there trying not to laugh outright. |
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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 | Dec 5 2010, 01:13 PM Post #60 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his lip and buried his face in Prussia's neck, pulling him closer. Damn it all....
Edited by Prussia, Dec 5 2010, 01:14 PM.
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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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