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| Russia | Mar 20 2011, 11:26 PM Post #801 |
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Ivan Braginski
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83)) Russia continued to shiver every now again again throughout the night. He slowly woke up in the morning, stretching a bit. He sat up and moved out of the Prussian's arms when he noticed something. His hair was longer. And there was a weight on his chest. He looked down and blinked before he eyes widened. He moved to the bathroom, and stared in shock at the beautiful violet eyed woman who stared back at him. He moved a few times, tilting his head as the woman did the same. He frowned slightly, looking down as he grabbed at his chest. Yep, it was real. He cursed slightly, thinking of what he should do. Edited by Prussia, Mar 20 2011, 11:27 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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| Prussia | Mar 20 2011, 11:27 PM Post #802 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia shifted slightly when he felt Russia move out from his arms and snuggled into the sheets to keep the warmth. |
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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 | Mar 20 2011, 11:33 PM Post #803 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia tiptoed back into the room, going to Prussia's drawer. He grabbed some boxers and a tank top before sneaking out of the room. "What am I going to do?" He sighed, getting changed as he wandered around. He wondered what Prussia would think. He blinked, smirking slightly. However, due to not paying attention, he ran into a vase, knocking it over. "SHIT!" He yelled, startled at the loud noise. |
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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 | Mar 20 2011, 11:35 PM Post #804 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia blinked at the noise and didn't feel Russia in his arms. He sat up groggily rubbing at his eyes as he looked around for the Russian. "Russia?" he asked loudly wondering if he was just tired or had a bad limp and he would of course put the blame on the tentacles because they shouldn't even be here or where ever they are. |
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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 | Mar 20 2011, 11:39 PM Post #805 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia cursed again but didn't want to answer. Instead, he decided to run off, but unfortunately tripped. "YEBAT!" (S)he cursed, biting his lip as he sat up. This was kind of hard for some reason. |
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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 | Mar 21 2011, 07:14 AM Post #806 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia blinked when it he heard a muffled yell but it didn't sound like Russia. He got up out of bed to go toward the yell as quietly as he could so he could see who it really was. |
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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 | Mar 21 2011, 07:40 AM Post #807 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia bit his lip and got to his feet, wincing slightly. He glanced down, cursing when he saw blood. "Shit......." He mumbled, wandering down the hall to go get bandages. |
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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 | Mar 21 2011, 07:42 AM Post #808 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia got to where he heard the voice but didn't see anyone. He tilted his head a little wondering if somehow it was a dream. He decided to still look around the house and moved down the other hallway to see if that is where they went. |
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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 | Mar 21 2011, 07:49 AM Post #809 |
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Ivan Braginski
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Russia got a washcloth wet, opening and closing the cabinet to find what he needed. He held the cloth to the wound, biting his lip slightly as he looked around. At least the cut wasn't too bad. |
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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 | Mar 21 2011, 07:50 AM Post #810 |
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Gilbert Beilschmidt
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Prussia heard some soft noises and just decided to move quickly to where the bathroom was. |
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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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