Hetalia RP

[Lion-King-Loke]

Sadiq, still smirking, shook his head at the Greek's comment. "Show off? Hardly. I jus' wanted to know if you'd squeak an' shout like usual if I decided to change here. The stalls are pretty cramped, after all. Wouldn't be comfortable in the slightest." He shrugged his shoulders loosely again, getting some of the stressed tension out of them as he did. "Since you don't mind, I'll change here." There was a very slim chance of a girl walking in here since it was a men's washroom, so he didn't have to worry about that.

Pulling of his wet t-shirt, he tossed it to the floor and quickly dried off his torso. He then stripped out of his boots and socks, before letting his pants join the clothing on the floor. He was only in his damp boxers. To be honest, he probably should change out of those, too, but decided that they were only damp and were manageable to keep wearing, instead. He dried off the reveled skin, still carefully keeping his mask on.

Without a care in the world, he grabbed the dry pants he took out and pulled them on. He wasn't shy about his body. He was fit and was only hiding lean muscle and scars under his clothes. When the pants were on, he grabbed his shirt and tugged it on, giving a slight sigh of contentment.

"Nothin' like bein' nice an' dry again, hm?" he asked the Greek with a slight smirk, kneeling on the ground so he could pull on a pair of dry socks. He put the wet clothes into a plastic bag, carefully positioning them in his overnight bag so they wouldn't dampen any of his other items.  

[Kimuri Linebeck]

Yao blinked. 'Oh, no no... That doesn't mean I'm uncomfortable around you, aru.' He was keen to assure, smiling at Ivan with a little laugh escaping him. It was sweet, somehow... And it made him happy that the Russian did not want him to change, either. 'I'm just getting a little flustered, trying to explain what a best friend is and all... When I, myself, can't really explain too well. But no matter.' He shook his head a little, sighing heavily. 'It's kinda... That grey area between friendship and romance. Like, not quite friendship, but not romance either, but still strong feelings of comfort and affection, you know?'

That didn't sound right either, but Yao had no other option of explaining. There wasn't an example he could use, and there was no way he was going to sit and stutter anymore... He was beginning to feel more and more foolish as time went by.

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'...Alright.' Roderich frowned, blinking a little. This situation had turned strangely awkward, and he wasn't entirely sure how to mend it... Or whether he wanted to. He supposed that they'd have to, sooner or later, and perhaps sooner was better.

'Still high...? So... It's not much better and could fall worse again.' The Austrian concluded, leaning over to touch the ex-nation's hot forehead with his cooler hand, tutting. 'Mm. I see.' He paused, noticing that strange glitter that had caught his eye before. And, without thinking of his actions, he reached to undo one of Gilbert's shirt buttons, having been overtaken by his curiosity.

'So that's what it is...' He murmured, now able to see the ornate little cross in the light of the bedside lamp. '...It's quite something. Beautiful craftsmanship.' He admired, forgetting that he was still a little too close to Gilbert.

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((Tch, I know... But it's funny xD Did you enjoy the convention~?))

Somewhere in the hazy fog in his mind, Sindre realised that they had exited the conference room. And, although it brought about a feeling of relief, not being looked at (Or in Yao's case, yelping at the sight) during their passionate little moment, it was still quite... Well, suggestive, to have left the room in such a hurry.

He had no idea as to where he was being led to, but he didn't entirely mind that, either. It would be nice to be in private, but Mathias had already confessed that he was unsure as to how well he could hold himself back when they were close... And probably moreso if they were alone together.

'Where... Are we going...?' He asked in a murmur, not really expecting a reply. After all, he was sure that the Dane had no idea either.

 

[Lion-King-Loke]

Ivan listened to Yao, glancing over. His eyes still held that tiny curious glint. His fake smile gained a small amount of warmth when Yao smiled and laughed. "Is...glad. Not want uncomfortable," he murmured in his broken English, feeling awkward.

He was silent when Yao continued to try to explain what a best friend is. To no avail, though. Ivan still was unable to comprehend it. It was just...so confusing to him. It didn't make sense.

"Still...not understand. Maybe not meant understand?" he asked softly. He took another sip of the spiked fruit juice, still smiling the fake smile that held a tiny bit of genuine warmth.  

[Lion-King-Loke]

Listening to the Austrian's conclusion about his temperature, he shook his head slightly in the negative. "Not exactly. My fever should keep lessening through the medication," the albino murmured softly. He gave a soft groan when Roderich placed his hand over his forehead, leaning into the chillness unconsciously. His eyes fluttered shut again, content to steal the coolness of the Austrian's hand in order to right his own temperature, even as slight as it may help.

His eyes shot open when Roderich reached to undo one of his shirt buttons, a light dusting of pink on his cheeks. "Wh-what are you doin'?" he yelped, red eyes wide.

He calmed down a bit when the Austrian simply contented himself to admiring the cross pendant he wore. He took a soft breath, casting Roderich a somewhat disgruntled look. "You could'a just asked to see it, Specs," he pointed out.

Reaching behind his neck, he unclasped the necklace's chain. Holding it carefully in his hand, he held it out to Roderich. "It was a gift from Queen Luise," he murmured softly. "It's pretty old now, so be careful."

*Luise Auguste Wilhelmine Amalie (10 March 1776 – 19 July 1810) was Queen consort of Prussia. As Queen of Prussia, she commanded universal respect and affection, and nothing in Prussian history is more admired than the dignity and unflinching courage with which she bore the sufferings inflicted on her and her family during the war between Prussia and France (Napoleon Wars).*  

[Kimuri Linebeck]

'I'm sure you'll understand in time, Ivan.' Yao replied brightly, reaching to ruffle the Russian's hair with a little grin on his face. 'But for now, I suppose you'll have to make do with my terrible explanations... And I guess a view on what a best friend is changes from person to person, aru. I wouldn't worry too much if you don't understand now.'

Contrary to his previous resolve, Yao then climbed onto Ivan's lap, feeling content for the first time in a little while. 'I'm comfortable now. But are you comfortable, Ivan?' He asked, with a little hint of michievous curiosity in his usually warm, kind eyes. It was the second time he'd been on Ivan's lap today... But this time, it was by his own will.

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'...Of course. And remember, my name is Roderich, Gilbert.' Roderich replied, somewhat rather amused by Gilbert's reaction. Then again, reflecting back to just a few moments ago, it had been a bit of a radical move for the Austrian to have made, despite the slight difference in their relationship now.

Taking the pendant with a careful hand, he cradled it in one palm in order to get a good look. It really was quite a fine cross, and it seemed as if the albino did look after it quite well... Perhaps it was a prized possession. Somewhere in Roderich stirred a little when he realised that Gilbert had to have a little trust in him in order to allow him to handle such a delicate object.

'Beautiful.' He murmured, sitting down beside the albino as he continued to be entranced by such a gleam. 'I shouldn't hold onto it to long... Pray, you may not get it back.' He chuckled lightly, holding the cross out to Gilbert again with the utmost care.

 

[Lion-King-Loke]

Smiling back with the fraction of warmth he relented to show with Yao, Ivan was content to see Yao having relaxed. "Svitlana would say that all time. It always, "understand soon" or "realize someday". Feel young when it said," he admitted, showing a small amount of sadness at the mention of his sister, but also showing a kind of warmth at the good memories.

Blinking when Yao climbed onto his lap, he watched the Asian with a small amount of curiosity. "Da...is fine."

He wondered what Yao was up to. He could see the mischievousness in the brown eyes.  

[Lion-King-Loke]

Rolling his eyes at the teasing threat, Gilbert plucked the necklace back from the Austrian. "Hardly. I would kill you if it meant getting that back," he pointed out, shrugging loosely as he scanned over the chain. It had been a few years since he replaced it, but nowadays they tended to be rather fragile. He was looking for any sort of imperfection. "In fact, the only one who might survive stealing it would be Ludwig, but... I'm not sure even he'd get that privilege," he murmured, pale fingers running over the chain gently.

Deeming the necklace whole, he reached back and attempted to return it around his neck. After the third time trying to get the clasp to work, he frowned and offered it out to Roderich. "Mind helping out, Ro-der-ich?" he asked, drawling out his name in a slightly teasing way.  

[Nini-Chan Desu]

(( The convention was so much fun!! XD BASARA!!! HETALIA!!!! PASTAAAA!!!!!! XD XD We played 'pin the rose on France' where....we had a picture of France naked hanging onto the Eifle Tower and we had to place the rose on his...vitle regions. We got half points if we got it on his n****e XD And then whenever we would feel around to guess where we should put it, eveyone would begin going "Oh, yea! He likes it there!! YEa! HE wants more!" It was so fun but really embarrasing if you were the first one to play a.k.a. me XD XD It was so much fun!!!!! Here are some pictures if you want to see them here XD XD I'm only in 4 of them XD and then it was so funny when we went into the photo booth XD We tried to get everyone in, but not that many could fit XD I love how Leslie doesn't realize that ther are on the 3rd picture and is all "Woah, wait, we're on the 3rd one already?!" XD XD Here's the video of the photobooth XD Oh Bin XD XD ))

Mathias didn't answer Sindre. He had no idea where they were going. Where could they go where they could be in private...? As he continued to drag the Norwegian down the hall with him, he chose to just wing it. Picking a room without bothering to look at the name, he opened the door to find a room that looked quite much like an office. He quickly pulled Sindre in and closed the door. Pinning him against the door, Mathias began kissing on Sindre's neck....eventually licking it. His hands had made their way up to the front of Sindre's shirt, trying to remove it.  

[Kimuri Linebeck]

'Well, on the contrary, I feel rather old when I do say it, aru.' Yao was unable to supress the laughter in his voice, feeling quite content now that the mood had lifted. 'It's like the old stereotype... 'Wise old man once said...' You know?' He settled himself on Ivan's lap, shifting a little to become comfortable. 'I'm sorry about my excessive weight, aru.' He teased. 'Must be crippling, hm?'

However, that conversation topic was short-lived. Yao decided that he was feeling a little playful, since the atmosphere was cheerier... perhaps targeting Ivan was quite mean, but the Asian doubted that he could push his luck like this with anyone else... Well, bar France, but that would be a bad idea.

Smoothly turning around on Ivan's lap so that he now faced the bigger nation -just like the situation in the hallway-, he glanced up at his friend with a hint of a smirk on his face.

'How about now...? Is this comfortable, aru?' He asked in a low murmur, tilting his head a little to one side as he settled on straddling the man for now.

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'It must mean alot to you if you're willing to kill me for it. Then again, I suppose you don't value my life much at all.' Roderich replied with a hint of amusement in his voice. Of course, it was no great realisation... He'd always known that. 'I suppose you'd kill me even if I stole your left sock.'

Grimacing at the mutilation of his name, the Austrian took the necklace again. 'Why yes, fair maiden. It would be a priviledge to aid you.' He purred, unable to hide the slight grin on his face. He knew it was cruel but he felt like unnerving the albino for a moment...

'My eyesight is quite poor, so forgive me.' He lied, leaning close to the back of the ex-nation's neck. It just gave him a reason to be unnaturally close... Close enough for his breath to hit the skin, but not too much. He deliberately took a little while to clasp the chain, before drawing away, allowing his fingertips to linger for a few moments longer than necessary.

'All done, my lady.'

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((Haha, I'll have to take a peek at those pictures later ^^ Well, when I'm not surrounded by uni students... xD They'll think I'm not doing work.))

'A-ah...' Sindre let out a soft, shuddered noise, tensing a little at this sudden movement. Of course, his mind was still hazy, though he could feel something -or rather, someone- pawing at his clothing. Unprepared for such an action, he let out a quiet bleat of surprise, though he did not fight it. After all, Mathias had him pinned... And he could not muster the urge to push him away.

Instead, the Norwegian whimpered a little and tilted his head, exposing more of his neck for the Dane to do with as he pleased. 'M-Mathias...' He couldn't help it. Sindre didn't know what was going on, or why they were doing this... Or rather, why his friend had suddenly began acting this way. There had been nothing to hint of this sort of feeling from Mathias -in fact, Sindre had suspected that his friend had lost interest in him and moved onto finding a new friend in Peter and the other Nordics... And not only that, there was that brief, warm smile that the Dane had flashed at the flight attendant as they had exited the plane, which the Norwegian had assumed was an attraction...

Well, it seemed that he had been incorrect in his assumptions today.

((I'm going to suggest moving this, as we discussed previously, Nini-chan.~ It seems to be getting a bit too heated for this RP. xD))
 

[Lion-King-Loke]

Tilting his head in false enlightenment, Ivan gave a slight smile. There was a small amount of teasing in his violet eyes, blanketed by the coldness there always was there. "Well, is older than me..." he commented, maneuvering around Yao so he could take another sip of his spiked drink.

At the comment about his weight, Ivan couldn't keep himself from giving a somewhat sarcastic answer. "Da, heavy. Not able moving," he murmured, shifting as if only to prove his words a lie.

He made a tiny sound of surprise when Yao moved to straddle him. He glanced from the corner of his eye at his overly-possessive sister who was beside them, worried that she might try to hurt the Asian. "Da. Is fine," he mumbled.  

[Lion-King-Loke]

Gilbert resisted the urge to glance over at Roderich when the man mentioned his belief that Gilbert didn't value his life at all. He felt a pang in his heart, guilt, that his actions had caused the man to believe that of him. The albino was glad he was faced away, because he didn't want Roderich to see the troubled expression. "Ni*", he mumbled, very softly. He didn't know if the Austrian could hear him. And if he could hear him, he wasn't sure if he'd be understood.

He bristled slightly at being called a fair maiden, crossing his arms in irritation, "Mein Gott, I'm ill. Let it rest, would ya?" he snapped. He gave a small gasp when the nation leaned close, his breath gently hitting the back of his neck. He gave a slight shiver when he felt the lingering touch of his fingers, before again flinching at the use of lady. "I said, quit that," he mumbled.

As an act of revenge, he swiped the glasses from Roderich's face and put them on, moving backward on the bed a bit so he was out of arm's reach. He had known that the glasses were fake, so he wasn't surprised that he could see with them on. Crossing his arms, he peered at the Austrian through the glasses, slight smirk on his lips as if daring him to try something.

*The Old Prussian word for "no". Prussian is an extinct Baltic language, once spoken by the inhabitants of Prussia in an area of what later became East Prussia. It is more distantly related to the surviving Eastern Baltic languages, Lithuanian and Latvian. Groups of people from Poland, Lithuania, France, Scotland, England, and Austria, found refuge in Prussia during the Protestant Reformation and thereafter. Such immigration caused a slow decline in the use of Old Prussian, as the Prussians adopted the languages of the others, particularly German, the language of the German government of Prussia. Baltic Old Prussian probably ceased to be spoken around the beginning of the 18th century due to many of its remaining speakers dying in the famines and bubonic plague epidemics harming the East Prussian countryside and towns from 1709 until 1711.*
Don't you love my history lessons? XD  

[HikariRose08]

(Sorry, I've been MIA guys, school is getting to me -_-")

Kiku blinked at the American's words. He was actually willing to skip out of the meeting just to get him some medicine. That was unheard of, considering it was Alfred who was always in charge of the meetings before Ludwig took over. Let out a small laugh when Alfred said he wasn't lying, Kiku could still hear the self-loathing in the American's voice. It was a hard thing for Kiku to hear because it started to make him feel guilty once again for dumping his secret onto Alfred.

"Ano...Alfred-kun..."Kiku began, relaxing into the bed beneath him, "Kudasai, don't skip out of the meeting. If you do, the others will know that something is wrong. I will be fine until you arrive here. I can hold out, I promise."  

[_striped__wolf_]

((Yay! Shurui isn't dead!!))
Alfred grumbled, "I wouldn't skip, I'd just step out and, well, not come back!"Alfred said with a laugh.

'Serious voice, serious voice' Alfred chanted in his mind before he began to speak again, "If you are in worse shape when I get there, I'll...I'll--I'll make you eat Iggy's food!"Alfred said in a dark tone.
'Hey...Wait a sec!'
"Kiku,"Alfred began, "did I say something funny earlier? You laughed for no reason...you aren't going nuts, are you?"Alfred asked, hoping Kiku would laugh at his attempt of a joke.  

[HikariRose08]

(I feel loved biggrin <3 No, I'm not dead. High school is a pain on my backside -_-")

Kiku let out another laugh, enjoying his conversation with Alfred. It had been a while since the older nation had laughed, which was a refreshing thing to do. Knowing that Alfred would indeed skip worried Kiku, but he knew that the American wouldn't be himself if he didn't do what he thought was the 'heroic thing'. Rolling his eyes at the serious tone in Alfred's voice, Kiku knew that America was just trying to keep the situation at hand serious. Honestly, Kiku was tired of being serious.

"I will not be in worse shape when you come here, Alfred-kun, I promise," Kiku swore to Alfred, a smile playing on his lips.

Blinking innocently when Alfred thought that Kiku was going nuts, the Japanese man began to think. Alfred did have a point because Kiku rarely ever laughed. However, Kiku caught onto the joking tone in Alfred's voice and smiled at that. Well, if the American was going to play around, why shouldn't he?

"That's a good question, Alfred-kun," Kiku teased, "I think I may be 'going nuts'. What is the cure for it?"  

[_striped__wolf_]

Alfred smiled when Kiku let out a laugh. 'It's good for people to laugh' Alfred thought with a inward smile.

'Yeah, you better not be!' Alfred thought with a scowl.

Alfred was surprised at the question."T-The cure? Hm, I don't know, friends going nuts with you I suppose...Maybe."Alfred said, trying to think of an answer.