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 Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 8:21 am
 Nonxxxxx sono il - v i g l i a c c o !
Lo - d i m o s t r a r o - lei
Nonxxxxxxxxxxxxx sono debole !
C a m b a t t e r a r o - per lei I'm notxxxxx the - c o w a r d !
I'll - p r o v e - it to you
I'm notxxxxxxxxxxxxx weak !
I'll - f i g h t - for you ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦◦◦◦◦◦◦xxxxxx⇛ S υ ɗx I т α ℓ і α ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
He felt Russia's eyes bore into him and shivers ran through his spine. He subtly backed up a little and refused to acknowledge Russia's attempts at breaking him. Instead he looked to his love for comfort, for strength.
"F-Francia..." Alvaro muttered to himself. He had longed to see him again, but never in these ******** this war!
Liliya had suggested she might blow up another country but she said so with her eyes still locked onto the Italian. Alvaro couldn't help but fear the worst yet he was trying so hard to stay brave that he decided to dismiss his thoughts and fears. They just had to strike a smart deal with her and no one needed to be hurt.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 9:04 am
 xxxxxIT'S JUST a NUMBER ╔xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╗ I'm not f a t, damnit!
I just don't want to fight...
That's all.
Besides, I've learnt a bit about medicines
So don't--
I SAID I'M NOT FAT!
It... It's Beo's fault for having such sweet lips... ╚xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╝  I am G r e e c exxxxxxxxxxx
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬✖▬▬ ☀ xxxxxxxxxTheo ● KarpusiTheo knew they'd arrived late telling from the beatened Korean that laid unconcious on the road. Once the car came to a brief stop, Theo hopped out, slamming the door behind him and hurrying pass, calling Beo to rush aswell. But after entering the base, his feet came to a stop and his lips parted as his eyes witnessed the scene before him.
Russia, China and... Iceland?
No. This was no time to be gawping! The Grecian shot his gaze to the bleach blonde Russian, remembering her muffled words before entering. She'd attacked his uncle's land. Even though he didn't care much for the old geezer, he wasn't as grudgeful as his father. Uncle Turkey at times had been somewhat encouraging even if it was in a negative way.
All those tourists... ugh...
"Be one with... Russia?" Never. Never in a million years. Theo didn't fight or anything, but he had strong objections against things he knew could never work. And being "inslaved" was one of them.
"Nev--"
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:02 am
   ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ɢᴏιɴɢ ʙᴇнιɴᴅ ᴛнᴇ ʟιɴᴇsｉｔ'ｓ ａ ｆｉｇｈｔ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｏｖｅ  xxSaundraxFindlayxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☣ xxxxxxxxx☣ xxxxxxxxx☣ It was until, like the cheshire cat, Saundra and Alice had come into contrast with the room. Scotland's smirk appearing first before any of her and her hands bracing the Grecian's neck before placing a dagger to his tender skin.
"'Ello lassies~!" She giggled, drawing Theo slowly away from the Dane towards the front of the room, just behind Russia. She wasn't going to harm him, but a little taste of blood wouldn't hurt would it?
If Germany wondered, Saundra was indeed unconcious eariler but just the simplest touch from Alice was enough to revive her Scotish blood. After a while later, she'd gained conciousness and found that they'd arrived the the base of the allies were they had cascually stepped foot into.
Not like anyone noticed.
Though there was something Saundra would never admit. She, just as Prussia, couldn't completely survive without her cousin, England. Great Britain wasn't as vital as it was to her father, but in a way, she was still part of the Kirkland family. Even after changing her name spitefully to Saundra Findley.
She was independant, even though she'd never tell Alice about her slight need for her cousin's support.
The thought made her frown, her grip on the handle tightening. Her mind stirring with thoughts before she heard a faint cry for help. The Grecian squirmed, gasping for air.
Opps. Was she getting little too rough?
Saundra pulled the blade from his throat. Her lips parted to lick at the dark red liquid that lined it and kiss a bead that dribbling down her fingers.
"Sorry 'bout that." She grinned, her teeth blood-stained as she returned the daggered the the rather frozen Grecian's neck.I won't stop until his blood rains from my hands.
Until then, I will fight for ownership.
I will fight that damned dog and win your love.
My little mind-slave~
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:29 am
A pure and noble cause... ...needs a pure and noble heart. No one believes I have one. c н ι η α █ ███ █████ ███████ █████████
Currently the Chinese male was standing behind Lilya..They all were so stubborn but what was more important:The lives of their people or a status of a free country?China Groaned'If I were you people I'd think twice before saying no..For every wrong action there is punishment and consequences..."He stretched his arms out in a yawn..After all he was becoming tired and sleepy "...and I think you all know that we won't hesitate.."Renshu finished his sentence and Glanced at Saundra.."Disgusting...Get a room damiit..."He said turning his head away...Renshu was never really fond of blood..And the sight of it smeared on Scotland's teeth made her look like a psycho,a manic..But then again she really wasn't far from that in reality either..He turned his gaze back at the allies"So what's it gonna be..?"
█████████ ███████ █████ ███ █ ┍xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┑ Kneel in silence, alone
My spirit bares me
Pray for guidance, towards home
In darkest hours
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:21 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxWelcome to the sσℓ∂ιεя sι∂ε >>Lock and Load;;
I'm here to Lead. Lieselxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>> Germany The waters of peace have been disturbed.  Relief. God damn it, she was relieved. Pangs of guilt had been bothering Germany ever since they left England. The pain of knowing she could've rescued Anne and Alvaro, but failed; the pain was terrible. So, naturally, she was very relieved to see them back. The others had arrived too. Alvaro was clinging to France, as was Anne to Adelbert. Greece and Denmark arrived, unscathed thank goodness.
But then the Axis arrived.
Russia, the U.K., China and North Korea. They all arrived with deviousness in mind, she could see that. Hungary hid behind her albino friend. Liliya spoke first. Turkey had been nuked.
"You-you did what? You must be joking."
She had to be. It couldn't be a nuclear war. That could leave the planet in ruins. Russia said they could become one with the Mother Russia; or die. Liesel would not allow that to happen. No, Germany would not allow that to happen. Never on her watch, would the world come to any sort of thing.
"We shall do no such thing. The people of the Allies, of the world shall retain their freedom."
Defensively, she stepped in front of her allies. She was sworn to protect the free people of the world. She had made a promise to herself, that Germans, as long as there was one to be found, would always help humanity. They defend the weak, rebuild the damaged, and cut down the evil.OOC=You can go ahead and nuke them now, I think.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 12:47 pm
I'll take what I'm owed Is there a - m i s u n d e r s t a n d i n g - ?  H a v o cxxx andxxx C h a o s ~ . These children just won't behave, will they? My old foe/my new ally - at times of W A R - General Winter~
He's not my only ally, da?  До свидания
До свиданияxxxxx
До свиданияxxxxxxxxxx For Father
для Росси́я
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"Oh~? Is that how this is going to be?"
Liliya rose and unlocked the briefcase. "So do you want to see what this button can do? Oh, I like pressing buttons~ hehe~"
Liliya's eyes darkened. Her childish cruelty seemed to be missing and now she was serious, if not accompanied by the infamous purple aura. She walked up to Liesel and grabbed her by the throat, leaning in close to her face as if torn between killing her and kissing her. But her smile was not that usual one of 'innocence' but a smirk.
"Would you like to say that again? Would you like to remind the others what decision you've made for them? Remind them that it was you who has just sealed their fate? I feel for them. If I were them I wouldn't trust you as a leader.
What was it you said? 'The world shall retain their freedom'? Heh, foolish. I'm going to get my way and I'm not going to treat you as slaves! You make me sound so cruel! You'll be free to roam around my world. I only wanted to unite us. Stop war.
But... If you really say so..."
Liliya released Germany and walked back to the briefcase. "And you were all so beautiful countries too~"
She pressed with a grin on her face.
"Sorry."
[[OOC| D-damn I have to go.. I'll post S. Italy's reaction later ; 3;]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 2:49 pm
Nonxxxxx sono il - v i g l i a c c o !
Lo - d i m o s t r a r o - lei
Nonxxxxxxxxxxxxx sono debole !
C a m b a t t e r a r o - per lei I'm notxxxxx the - c o w a r d !
I'll - p r o v e - it to you
I'm notxxxxxxxxxxxxx weak !
I'll - f i g h t - for you ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦ ◦◦◦◦◦◦◦xxxxxx⇛ S υ ɗx I т α ℓ і α ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Alvaro heard Germany's words. He admired her courage to say that so confidently to Russia but Russia's words slowly broke him back down. She tried shifting the blame, tried appearing innocent and friendly but it didn't work when you knew just how blood-thirsty she was. When you knew she had already wiped out millions of people, most still in pain, left to slowly rot.
She pressed the button.
She sent the nuclear missiles and they hit Rome, obliterating buildings, the impact spreading fast through the people, the streets, the cities, countries. The intense heat burned deep in Alvaro's skin. He screamed the pain was overwhelming and he fell to the floor. He tensed up, shaking wanting so badly to wipe that smirk off her face! Watch her burn slowly... painfully... watch her DIE!
"Y-you b***h!" The bomb had hit his capital, his heart and suddenly each breath felt like someone was pushing a knife through his heart, he screamed again. "What... h-have you done!?"
He was in tears and Russia merely watched as he writhed on the floor.
"I said sorry~" The Russian walked up to him and knelt beside him, "What is it you say in Italian? Ci vediamo~ See you later~"
She kissed his forehead but Romano was in too much pain to retaliate, then she rose and turned to the others. "Wait for the impact to spread through to Hungary, Bosnia & Herzegovina, Greece, France and... Germany~
"Sleep well children~"
She blew them each a kiss then walked away, expecting the rest of the Axis to follow.
Then Romano blacked out.
[[OOC| This isn't the end.. I have a dramatic post I want to put up but I can't till he's conscious again ._.
OH! And just to make things clear, Adelbert and Denmark weren't effected. Hungary, Bos. & Herz., Greece were the worst hit - but impact on Italy was twice as bad. Only a fragment of Germany and France were hit, so they should be able to continue like normal (of course they'd still get hurt)]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 3:32 pm
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"Oh no."
Time seemed to slow down, as she braced herself for the oncoming pain. She squeezed her eyes shut, and firmly held Adelbert's hand.
And then it came.
It was like being bathed in hot oil. It washed all over her, and out from her throat bubbled out a scream. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she collapsed on the floor. Her skin felt like it was on fire. And in fact, some burns were forming on her delicate body. A bit of blood trickled out from her mouth. Slowly, conciousness escaped Hungary, and she lay on the floor. These guns are just a вιт too much for this girl;
and
These sorrows are just a ℓσт too sad for me.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 8:49 am
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The lamps now glitter down the street;
Faintly sound the falling feet;
And the blue even s l o w l yx falls
About the garden trees and walls.
Armies march by tower and spire
Of cities blazing, in the fire;
Till as I gaze with staring eyes,
The armies fall, the lustre dies.
┖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┚  xxҒЯΑΝϽΕxx
┺ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┹ ℓéση вσηηєƒσчxxxx Léon swallowed hard and kept his eyes narrow as Russia spoke, keeping them fixed on her demonic glow as he moved around her to side with the rest of the Allies. Alvaro was there, dieu merci. He was safe and relatively unharmed, it seemed. He smiled a reassuring and apologetic smile toward him, as if one expression could excuse him for tardiness.
Liliya's words sank into him, biting hard at the back of his neck, staring at her in utter dismay. A... nuclear war? She couldn't be serious. That was just too extreme, even by Russia's standards.
"Y-you can't, there's no way--" but Germany took charge, like a true leader, stepping forward in defense, protecting her allies. His breath hitched and shallowed, eyes small, directly at the Russian. But Germany's valiant attempts proved futile, with Liliya moving quick and implementing exactly what she came to do. Léon began to move, to retaliate Russia's actions but within mere moments, her threat had become a reality and South Italy flung himself to the floor, screaming.
No.
This isn't happening.
This isn't happening.
"Alv.." France's eyes widened in horror as he saw his love fall and writhe in pain that seemed to be ripping through Léon's chest too. He could feel his blood heating up, his pulse rising, his breath quickening, sounds muffling. All the while, he ran toward the Italian, "Get away from him! Laissez-lui!!" he yelled in a grated voice at Liliya, just leaving his side. He fell to a stop beside Alvaro, eyes scanning his limp figure through blurred, wet vision. His throat knotted, his heart feeling as if it was lodged between his windpipe. Shaking, he frantically felt around for a pulse, a heartbeat, fingers tangling together and pumping rhythmically over his heart.
Suddenly, the whole world dissolved. All he could see was the Italian, all he could focus on was getting his golden eyes open again. The room they were in seemed a thousand miles away from base.
Suddenly, he was so alone.
He placed his head to Alvaro's still chest, mind racing. Tears fell silently, he needed to release them, how else would he be able to see what he was doing? What felt like a lifetime passed by before he heard what he was convinced was a thump, a heartbeat. And then again, thump-thump. It was irregular, but it was there.
Something inside Léon lifted a little as he felt the delicate pumps of life flow into his hands. He leant down to the Italian's ear,
"Ne t'inquiète pas, mon amour, tout va bien aller. Je suis ici. Juste... ne me laissez pas, d'accord?" and with that, he kissed the side of his pale forehead and turned back to the Allies, regaining composure, stepping out of his trance. He eyed his fellow nations. "H-He's breathing..." he informed them, but it was only then did he notice Italy wasn't the only victim. Hungary lay still, blood seeping from her lips. "Anne!" he exclaimed, before a raging pressure built up in his side and exploded within him. He cried out, gripping himself and falling to one knee, panting.
Merde. Not now... Did Russia say I would be affected too? I can't be, I need to keep strong...
Through heavy breaths, he looked up at Germany. "We... need to get them.. treated. Quickly..!"
((I'm so sorry this is so long D': )) ʺF O R W A R D, the Light Brigade!ʺ  xxxxxDulce et decorum est pro amor mori...
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 12:15 pm
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The twins passed out and she quickly grabbed the radio from her pocket.."Medical back up needed..Nuclear attack!Bosnia&Herzegovina critically injured..Also we have lost Latvia,Get his body back home..." and the medical helicopter driver answered"Roger.Back up coming!But what just happ-"And the transmission was over..She didn't have the strength to explain what and why so she just ended the transmission ..Žanete glanced at the brothers who were lying on the grass and then at her father..His eyes were still open so she walked over to him and closed his eye lids..Riga kissed his forehead which was Ice cold now and got up..Even if she wasn't crying anymore the emotional damage dealt was unbearable...
Žanete was angry..Another Nuclear attack had been dealt..Really..Russia didn't know where to draw the line and stop!Didn't she understand that she was killing innocent people!She was sure that Sejo and Meho weren't the one who got the most impact..No It was someone else..She just didn't know who..
She pondered for a bit calmly..What would have the previous Latvia done if he would be in her place..Obviously he would have joined the allies right now..It was just too obvious..Riga took the letters out of her small backpack..She didn't tell Kārlis but she had putted them in her bag in case something would happen to the house and really,There was a high possibility that it could have been blown up or something since it was war..Riga was gonna deliver the letters just as her daddy had asked even if it was the last thing she would do...She ran to the allied nation base quickly which was in Germany..Past Lithuania's and Poland's house straight into the meeting room...She had to hurry..!
Žanete had been confident before she came in the room..She was going to tell Russia everything she though about her and scream at her that all this was her fault but as she timidly walked into the room in her red uniform she felt scared..Almost everybody looked in Pain..Screams and cusses of pain echoes off the walls..There were unconscious people and blood everywhere...Everything was in a big chaos and mess..And then there was Russia who was heading for the exit, looking satisfied with her crew of bastards and murderers..The little girl felt her knee's shake and she could barely hold the letters in her hands..All of her bravery had sank to the bottom and fear had taken over..Maybe she should just run?Although experienced,she was small,rather vulnerable and weak to any attack..But still she ran past The Russian girl deeper into the room trying to sneak unnoticed..Riga could only hope that she wouldn't recognize her and wouldn't do anything to her..
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 1:32 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ɢᴏιɴɢ ʙᴇнιɴᴅ ᴛнᴇ ʟιɴᴇsｉｔ'ｓ ａ ｆｉｇｈｔ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕｒ ｌｏｖｅ xxSaundraxFindlayxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ☣ xxxxxxxxx☣ xxxxxxxxx☣ Saundra knew she should have done something. If she had, maybe Theo wouldn't have been like the others that were hit by the attack. All she could do now was let go, her eyes wide with fear as the Grecian finally lowered to his scorched knees, his hands clutching his abdomen and screaming demonicly. She could tell his blood was boiling from his desperate cry for help.
Even as Russia and the others walked off, Saundra reminded frozen. Her fingers stiff with fear and her breath at its last string. Scars. Black bubbling scars aligned the once tender skin of the country she longed for. His voice screaming in agony, not for himself, but another life.
No, lives.
Lives weren't singular, they were plural. Theo screamed once more, curling in as the stream of tears burnt his cheeks and he repeated those ear-spliting words over and over: My babies... My babies!! That's what she picked up from his rough muffled voice before his consciousness completely slipped and his hands finally dropped to his side.
"L-LAIR." Saundra screamed, her stiff fingers finally bending her hands into tight fists before she shot down, ready to grab him by the collar and deliver a mighty blow. However her fist wouldn't move. She couldn't hit him. Not after all the times she'd worked so hard for his affection.
The Scot gazed at Theo once pink lips that had now gone pale. His rosy cheeks now rough from the burning effect like all the others.
This... This was his fault.
Saundra let loose of his garment and rose to her feet. Then, with a strong huff, she turned sharply and stormed to Beo. Blade in hand. Ready to sink into his skin.
"IT'S YOUR FAULT!"I won't stop until his blood rains from my hands.
Until then, I will fight for ownership.
I will fight that damned dog and win your love.
My little mind-slave~
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:16 pm
Alice Kirkland [U.K.] 
Alice entered the room as Liliya exited. A smooth transition, which seemed impossible in the fray of things. Everybody would know what this was, even the countries unaffected, because this just wasn't something that could be kept under wraps.
But amidst all the chaos, she saw a golden bob of hair, and like a mutated moth to a lightbulb, Alice walked forward, heels clicking against the floor, but unheard.
"Welcome to our world.", she spoke for the first time in a while, voice clear and strong, despite their surroundings. The only one who could hear her was perhaps the girl she was speaking to. No, not a girl anymore. Once this title was inherited, you weren't supposed to be yourself anymore.
Green eyes closing with a small serene smile, she brought out her cane, with something that looked like the end of an old rusty key on top. Pulling on it, it was revealed to be the handle of her beloved scissors. England placed it flat against the shorter girl's chest and lifted a finger to her lips, marking it as a secretive moment. With a nod of her cap, she turned and walked away.
Saundra's enraged scream sounded through her ears, and Alice came up behind her. Would she be able to strike at Denmark? Would he let her? Either way, the Briton knew that it would only end up with her having to calm her little cousin down. Most likely with angry tears added in the equation from the smaller girl.
((Umm...symbolism? :'D No, no, not really. :/ Oh! Wait, and that first girl was Zanete, fyi. <3 ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 4:35 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxWelcome to the sσℓ∂ιεя sι∂ε >>Lock and Load;;
I'm here to Lead. Lieselxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>> GermanyThe waters of peace have been disturbed. Russia of course had a perfect way to pull at her heart. Nothing but poison would ever fall from her icy lips, but Germany could not help but let the words go into her mind. As the cold, unforgiving hands wrapped around her throat, Liesel could not help but wonder if she maybe, just maybe should've agreed to the Russian's deal. Maybe it would've saved more lives. Maybe it would've been okay.
It made no matter now, however.
For a split second, she couldn't bring herself to believe that Russia had pressed the button. It was impossible, she thought, frowning to herself. It couldn't be allowed to happen. The world didn't work that way.
Alvaro's screams brought her back to reality. He writhed about in total agony, and Hungary and Greece followed shortly afterwards. The chorus of screams made the German feel worthless. And angry. She attempted to lunge at the cold country, but was cut off by a ripple of burning pain in her lower abdomen. It was a little singed, but by sheer willpower, she would not fall. She would not kneel. It counted for nothing; Liliya had already departed. Biting back her pain, she called to Adelbert,
"Help the wounded, now. I'll be fine. They need attention. Is that clear, soldier?"
Pain fueling her anger, she turned to the remaining Axis.
"Leave. I'm no longer above killing you."
Chin-Hwa was slinking out, as she stared down her foes.
And then a voice crackled over the Allied radio.
"Medical back up needed..Nuclear attack! Bosnia&Herzegovina critically injured..Also we have lost Latvia, get his body back home..."
Lost. No, it couldn't be. They couldn't have lost an Ally. Not on her watch. She started wearily shaking her head.
" No, he couldn't be dead. He just couldn't." She stared at the radio, the newcomer and rest of the message not penetrating her concious. Death. She wouldn't allow it. Not at all.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 10:14 pm
----> α ∂ ε ℓ в ε я т <---- DREI
ZWEI
EINS
KLAR!  
The process of prioritizing patients based on the severity of their condition-'Triage'.
'Breathe in.'
'Breathe out.'
'Move.'
"Liesel, move Greece, Italy, and Hungary closer together, move it now, Germany. France, you too.", Adelbert ordered, attempting to snap her out of her apparent shock. It certainly was bad on the psych, but the more she dwelled on it, the worse it would be.
He ran over to Denmark, enveloping Scotland with his larger frame in a bear hug from behind, intercepting her attack. "Denmark, clear out a space for them, and do what Germany tells you to. I know you're concerned for Greece, but I need you to divide your attention on others as well, seeing as you're unharmed. Germany is slightly injured, so I need you to watch out for her just in case, while she takes care of Hungary.", he spoke quickly and clearly in a near-shout, as he jerked out a syringe from his belt-pocket, tearing off the cap with his teeth while wrestling with Scotland.
If the entire dosage of liquid went in, she would be out in less than a second. Afterwards, he would pray to god that England would leave with her cousin in tow, and he could leave to take care of Herz....((I forgot how to spell it, sorry. ;A wink ) and Bosnia. Best case scenario, he would have to administer treatment right there on the spot, but at least he knew there were only two people to take care of, judging from the radio message of how Latvia was 'dead'.
In this whir of thoughts, he overlooked two things: One, the small blonde girl that had entered the room, and Alice's position behind him.
((My plan for Boz and Herz is to have Adelbert and France go out to take care of them. If that's not okay, or if you have other plans, PM me. :3 ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 11:47 pm
I'll take what I'm owed Is there a - m i s u n d e r s t a n d i n g - ? H a v o cxxx andxxx C h a o s ~ . These children just won't behave, will they? My old foe/my new ally - at times of W A R - General Winter~
He's not my only ally, da? До свидания
До свиданияxxxxx
До свиданияxxxxxxxxxx For Father
для Росси́я
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Liliya listened to the symphony of screams from the outside. Such a sweet noise when she knew they were ones from the Allies - the stubborn ones.
She might have been outside but she heard the radio transmission. Her heart stopped. Amongst all these deaths and surrounding screams, was... Latvia?
She didn't believe her ears at first, the screams must have been distracting her from what was truly said, but then a girl walked past, seeming to try and go inside undetected but if it wasn't for her uniform, Liliya would have thought nothing of it. But when she looked closer, there was a familiarity in her features. The one death she could not blame herself for was the one that moved her the most. Or perhaps it was her fault?
If Latvia was dead... Liliya had failed as the Axis leader, she had failed at protecting a country so dear to her.
No, it can't be true.
Tears streamed down her pale, frozen cheeks.
"N-no! L-latvia?" She tried her radio once more but there was no reply. She needed an answer but to return back into the room where they'd all want her head right now - was that a smart move? Maybe, they'd be too distracted helping the injured.
She decided to take the risk, the Allies were no match for her anyway. She entered the room and went straight for the girl, she was about to wrap her hands around her throat as she once did to Germany, to frighten her into submission, but she reminded her too much of Latvia. So she pulled her out of the crowd of chaos, into shadow and spoke to her quietly and emotionless.
"Riga? What happened?"
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