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 Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:18 pm
Roy looked down at the ground and let out a sigh. "I see," He began, looking back up at her. "Do you want me to be married to Lum though?"
((Goodnight everyone))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:23 pm
((XDDD Awesome))  "I slept wonderfully!" Alfred replied back, Tony walking next to him down the halls as Alfred's grip around his brother became tighter as he got closer. He loved his brother- he wasn't sure what kind of love but he knew it was a love- and he wanted to show it. "How did you sleep? Was it too warm?" Francis merely smiled at the wide eyes. He felt like laughing at the reaction, but he held himself back. He didn't want to be seen as insensitive by the Englishman, but it was just... funny. He knew he was looking at his waiter outfit, and when he commanded that France and Spy remove themselves from the bed, France frowned, "How rude! Kicking us out just like that? I don't have my clothes here" He said simply as he sat up, displaying his bare chest- though he did have on his infamous cat ears and tail. Roses covering his vital regions as they so often did. He threw his feet over the edge of the bed as he looked to Spy, "It seems we are unwelcome here now. Let us remove ourselves from this man's harsh treatment of us after we took such care with him." ((  ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:24 pm
"Maybe elves are afraid of vampires. After all, from the stories I've heard, they're either making toys for little children (Hifumi enjoys this thought, though it makes no sense to me) or they're skipping through the forest... A vampire could be intimidating either way." Hiruko, on the other hand, was not intimidated in the least by the vampire. He'd seen much scarier in dreams, and the scarier the tastier. He pointed to the window while yawning lightly. "I'm a baku, and the sunlight causes me pain... Plus, it has been a while since I ate a nightmare, and I was up all night out of habit. Little sleep, hungry, and the pain of the sun just over whelmed me for a moment. So long as I don't take in human food or drink I'll be fine."
Luka smiled lightly and nodded, placing her hand on one of Toph's in a big sister manor. "If you aren't ready then no need to go ahead with it so soon. It's not like this is a one time deal. We'll be here for a while, so when you become comfortable with the idea, then yu can give seeing a try."
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:25 pm
"Don't remember?" Spy questioned, reaching over the side of the bed for his jacket. His cigarette case was in there, and he could use a smoke; perhaps the other two could, as well. He pulled it out of one of the inner pockets, taking out two. "Care for one?" he offered, holding the cigarettes out to both France and Arthur. It didn't seem like he was much interested in either explaining himself or getting out of bed.
((Gentlemen! LOL))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:34 pm
((It would be dreadfully rude to ignore Belarus.))
Scout had pretty much cleaned himself up when he noticed Belarus sitting there. She was pretty... Something about her freaked him out, but, hey, no need to be rude. After all, his mother had taught him better than that. He also figured he should probably mind at least some of his mannors, so he'd just let Heavy win this one. (Not like he had a chance to catch up at this point.) "Uh, hey there. Don' remembah seein' you around 'fore eithah a tha battles. Tha name's Scout. An' you?"
((lol Ruki. xd ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:35 pm
 He felt the grip he was held in tighten as they walked on. "... It.. was okay.. " Apart from the dreams and yes. "It was a little too warm.. I couldn't really get comfortable." He said quietly.  He shot a deadly glare at Francis, and then looked over to Spy, still completely horrified. No, he didn't remember, but he could just about guess from the inability to walk, and the pain. Not to mention, they were all rather nude. It was a tell tale sign. He turned away from the smoke that was offered and just lay there completely horrified, furious, stressed. He wanted to choke Francis since he suspected he had been the cause of this incident. He was stunned into silence.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:52 pm
(( http://i885.photobucket.com/albums/ac57/Mooshc/France/LOLL.gif )) Francis reached over Arthur's body as he took the cigarette, "Merci." He put the cigarette in his mouth. He debated on what he was going to say next, after all, he could figure he was going to be in a bit of trouble with England for a while now. He looked to Spy, he knew England couldn't understand French, but he didn't care too much. He should learn French- the had only been together for most of their history. He tilted his head, "We should do this more often, rosbif," he said simply as he looked down at England, not flinching at the glare.  She could only glance at Scout, not smiling at all as he heard her. She tilted her head, "Natalia. Natasha. Whichever you like better," She said simply before she looked to Heavy and then back at Scout, "Are you friends with my fiancée?" She then thought of another question. She had heard that Al and the others were here, but she was still unsure, "Is Alfred here?" She wanted to know if her brother was here. She liked being with her brother... sometimes.
 Alfred walked casually, he knew where the food was. Don't know how he knows, but he knew. He looked down at Tony who was leading the way mostly. That's why he knew. Because Tony knew. He listened to Matthew, he tilted his head, "Next time we can make it as cold as you want. I can use blankets to make myself warmer."
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 9:57 pm
"Oui," he answered France, grabbing at his pants next. There it was, right where he left it. He put the other cigarette in his mouth, lit the lighter, and held it out to the other Frenchman. "Relax, mon ami," Spy said to Arthur. "You 'ave done nossing to be ashamed of."
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:03 pm
"Ooooh, this is the girl you were talking about this morning, huh? Ya coulda at leat told me what she looked like or her name rather than jus' sayin'- Wait, fiance?!" Scout hadn't heard that part... Well, maybe he did and he was too tired to really care what was being said to him. "Uh, yeah, I know 'im. He an' I are both fightin' for BLU back in our world... Y-you know, I wasn't told he an' you were gonna git married." Scout hated secrets being kept from him... Sure, he sucked at keeping them, but- Still! He then thought over the next question for a few seconds before grinning widely. "Oh! Alfred? The guy with blonde hair, glasses, likes coke and Spiderman? Yeah, he's here. He's awesome! We were hangin' out las' night aftah one a the missions and we were talkin' about where we come from an' comics and all sortsa stuff!"
((Aww, Scout made a friend. xd ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:09 pm
He didn't care. He really didn't care what either of them said. It was rubbish. Of course he had done something. Waking up with a hang over in bed with two other men. Two Frenchmen at that. Of course he should be ashamed. He was down right furious. Pulling the pillow over his head. "I'm never.. Never, going to drink again!" But he said that every time he woke up with a hangover. Only this time, it was worse. Matthew continued to walk with Alfred. Letting himself be led away. Hearing, he looked at him. "Thank you." He said in response. Giving into temptation. Not even noticing as he leaned into Al a little.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:29 pm
((It is. Then again, I just love Scout abuse.))
Scout had had some pancakes and his fork in his mouth when the knife slammed. He immdeiately began choking on what he was in midswallow and even stabbed himself in the back of the throat a little. He pulled it out quickly and beat on his chest hard until he could breath again. "WHAT THE ********> He gasped and rubbed his throat, clearly in pain but trying not to let how much that scared him show. This woman... she scared Scout...When he spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse. "Oh, y-you don't say, huh? An' I'm i's nothin'. After all, he aint the brightest when he first get's up. Then again, I wasn' really payin' much attention..." He rubbed the side of his nose lightly. It still felt sore from last night...
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:38 pm
((Everyone loves Scout abuse. There are no exceptions.
People can get bored with it for a bit, sure, but still.))
Spy lit his own cigarette, smiling just slightly as the smoke filled his lungs. "'E almost sounds like a boy imself, does he not?" he asked France, in an only slightly teasing tone. "A boy who 'ad gotten drunk for zhe very first time..." He couldn't remember what happened the first time he had gotten drunk. Could anyone, for that matter?
((Although, I gotta admit, I find it a little hard to believe Scout would be outright scared of her. A bit put off, sure, but come on, just look at the guys he fights against! Look at Soldier, for crying out loud! Or Medic! One little girl, he wouldn't even believe she could overpower him.
But you don't gotta listen to me. I'm just being nit-picky. xp ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:46 pm
((It's more like a fear where he needs to be careful while eating around her than anything else. Guy just choked on pancakes and a fork. Yu'd be scared to eat around her too for a while if that's how you first got to meet her. xd ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 10:50 pm
Arthur he wanted to die. "Shut up." He said. Not to anyone in particular, but both in general. He just wanted to be alone and suffer in humiliation alone. He couldn't remember anything at all. He almost didn't want to. As they entered he heard Alfred, looking up, he saw a woman, but probably not the one Al was looking at. He felt his heart plummet. He stopped leaning on him and pulled away, hugging Kuma, pretending that the bear was squirming and he needed to set him down. He looked down, still probably not even noticing what Al was talking about. ".. I don't know." He answered.
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Alfred went to the door to the place where Tony had led them. Apparently here they could get breakfast. And Alfred loved breakfast. He didn't seem to notice the lean into him that his brother did as he opened the door. His eyes widened as soon as he saw the girl that was in there. He glanced to his brother, "Am I hallucinating?" 
Belarus' expression was blank for a moment as she heard him talk. He hadn't said that he was engaged to her? Why not? Her hand went to one of her concealed knives as she took it out, slamming it into the table, getting the blade stuck in it as she looked to Heavy, "Are you ashamed of us?" she tilted her head before she pulled the knife out and slammed it in again. She liked her knives, they were effective intimidation factors. She then tilted her head as she heard him talk about Alfred. "He's my adoptive brother. He took me in when my brother was sick." She said. It was true, after the fall of the USSR, she had gone with Alfred.