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 Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 5:47 pm
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Haiti looked up as Romano came to sit with him. He was happy that finally someone had come to him, he had been alone since the night before and the train-ride there. He smiled and chuckled at Romano's awkward attempt at conversation, the boy seemed excited and nervous at the same time, which made him sound like he was rambling. Haiti didn't care at all, he was happy that Romano was making the effort. "Ah, Bonjour Lovino, I remember you." Haiti replied, he smiled wider as he realized that Lovino had used his first name too while talking to him. "I've been here since the beginning, I'm more used to a different type of magic though." He then replied as he held up his wand. It wasn't made like the traditional wands the other students had, it was a darker color and had small bone skulls positioned at the end. Around it a faded and tattered purple ribbon was wound, although it was falling off and was a pain to keep on. "I'm good with Voodoo, that doesn't mean I'm going to curse you, or shrink you head or anything..." He then said with a light chuckle. He smirked as he remembered some of the tourists a while back, before the political turmoil and earthquake, they had always stayed away from his Shamans. They seemed to have the notion that if they came near, they would put a hew on them and shrink their heads. They could of course, but that didn't mean they would!
Haiti looked back over at the Italian as he stopped talking, he could see the boy's eyes trailing all over his body, he assumed he was looking at his scars. It wasn't that he cared though, he didn't look at them the way many others did. To him, scars were like trophies, they showed what he had been through, and what he had survived. Despite all the scars, he was still alive. "A fun year without Spain? Well I suppose..." He then said with a confused smile. He didn't see anything wrong with Spain, though he did notice how annoyed Lovino got around him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:22 pm
  run,XXX hurry,XXX faster!XXX runXXX faster!XXX theXXX streetlightsXXX areXXX on!_____________________________________________________________________________ ︿ ✘ ❤ ✘ ❤ ✘☆ ♫ ℍąʁʊҜɐΊ ЏℯнɒЯa ♬ ♪ ♭ ♪ ✘ ❤ ✘ ❤﹀✿Lovino shrugged, its not that he hadn't been listening to Haiti nor did he lack interest in all that voodoo exotic stuff. Lovino just didn't know what to say, Haiti was so different, all the countries were! from Romano to China and back to America all the countries in the world were all so diverse, and yet in a way so...not.
like right now, Haiti and Lovino were speaking English. all the countries were speaking English or Spanish or some other language between themselves, like if Hong Kong was talking to China-they'd speak Chinese or English.
somehow they had managed to come together and use a "foreign" language to bend to another's needs! yet they couldn't stop wars. wouldn't stop wars.
not that Lovino minded war, he actually loved to fight no matter how bad at it he was and no matter how easy to retreat he had come to be. Lovino just liked the thrill it gave him, made him feel like one day he would be more than a baby sucking on his thumb and grabbing for his puffer every other minute.
speaking of which, Lovino grabbed his puffer. it felt nice to breathe after all."sorry about that" Lovino chuckled laughing at himself and finding it a good way to start a conversation"so do you know dark magic? " Lovino pulled out his wand, it was bent and crooked all funny looking with small knots of wood poking out at random intervals. the wood had had some trouble with termites over the summer so a faint design was caved into the stick "Could you show me some after class?or do you just wanna hang out somewhere? I'm sure Tino or....Antonio would come along...S-so it wouldn't just be y-you and me y'know? N-not that I hate you! j-just..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:43 pm
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Haiti smirked as Romano asked him to teach him Black magic. Sure, he knew black magic, he knew a lot of black magic. It just wasn't something to go around teaching people though. He had nothing against the Italian, but he knew that someone who did not have a lot of experience in magic, or had ill intents could definitely cause a lot of trouble with it. "Qui, I know Black magic... I think you will need a lot more skills in magic though before I can teach you it." Haiti explained, he hoped he wouldn't insult Lovino. "It's quite hard to control, and it's dangerous..." He then added. "...I could help you with you magic if you want though..." He then said with a light smile. He did want to hang out with the Italian, he wanted to get to know some of the other countries he only knew by sight and name.
Haiti looked over at Marina as she greeted him and Lovino, and sat down. "Ah, Bonjour, you are one of the islands near Hawaii, right?" Haiti asked, he didn't quite know who the girl was, but he did recognize her a little.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:51 pm
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Spain pouted as Romano threw him off of him, yelled at him, then ran away. "Aw, Lovi! Come back!" He yelled after the Italian. Lovino had done what he did best though and had retreated quickly, Spain assumed he had ran to class. He followed after Marina, he was completely oblivious to the blush that had covered her face with her presence.
He made it in to class a few minutes after Marina. He smiled at Lovino and Haiti as he skipped his way over to the table happily and sat down. "You gotta stop running like that Lovi, you are so hard to keep up with~" He exclaimed as he put his books down on the table.  gwyfrgfygrygf gwyfrgfygrygf
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:00 pm
Mexico  × º ° ” ˜ ` ” ° º × Mexico chuckled at the scene Lovino had made, he had always known the boy to be quite over dramatic. He soon found himself walking pretty much alone though as Marina and Spain followed after the sprinting Italian. He shrugged to himself and followed too, the did have the same class to go to.
When he arrived in the class room he looked to see who he knew was there. He deflated slightly as he realized that America wasn't there yet, and he wouldn't get the chance to bother America yet. He decided that he might as well go sit with the Hufflepuffs, since he knew a lot more of them. He moved to the table that Spain, Haiti, Lovino and Marina were currently sitting at, and plunked his stuff down. "Mind if I sit here?" He asked as he was practically sitting anyway. × º ° ” ˜ ` ” ° º ×
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 9:00 pm
 Toris,
The nights may be cold now... Our perfect attendance record... That seemed sarcastic in a way to Toris, who wasn't even sure if the teachers cared if they were in class or not, in fact he was so quiet they didn't ******** notice him half the time, and they'd rather Feliks be out of the class room. So in all fairness it would be easier for them not to have an attendance record at all, because normally they just showed up here and there... Though Lithuania tried not to miss Potions... He enjoyed it sadly enough, mixing things, keeping Feliks busy with something unnecessary. Dorking around...
Hopefully they'd be making some sort of energy booster today, because Toris would need it more than air. Well, he needed air, and he used that more than any sort of coffee... Mr.Slughorn was a dickweed though, and knowing him it was going to be something annoying to the max.
Toris instinctively reached in to Feliks' pocket as they walked, feeling the grit of glitter and promptly flinging it out of his friends pocket. "Feliks, if you keep putting that stuff in our potions you'll kill someone!" He said, frowning a bit and picking up the pace, "I hate Mondays..." But every winter fears the spring.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 9:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:16 am
  Russia║Ivan Braginski Slytherin~♥ Здравствуйте {{ Ivan smiled as Yao offered him a bun. "Da... thank you." he said, taking the piece and plopping it into his mouth... It tasted good.
Finally, after walking, they made it to the dungeons. He opened the door quickly, his nose going wild from the smells in the room. Of course, the Professor cooked up some amazing Potions to showcase for his students, as a way of telling them the extent of what he will teach them this year.
Russia moved toward a table and sat down, motioning for Yao to follow. He was glad he had classes with Ravenclaw, despite a certain Polish student that was in the house. It was better than next period id least, which, sadly, had Hufflepuffs in it.
"Vhat do you think that one is da?" Russia asked curiously, pointing to a medium sized black cauldron, containing a lavender blue potion.
}} Станьте один с Россией [[ Outx Ofx Vodka- feel free to get creative with the question, im just extending my post XD
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xXThisNOONAisBACKXx Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:21 am
 Boku England!Gryffindor♚House Arthur Kirkland Arthur continued to eat, finally finishing in a few minutes. He of course, decided to get up, but, this plan was thwarted by a weight on his head. It was that American.... keeping him sitting there while he ate. Dammit. He felt small bits of food on his side, but, ignored it. Most people would be disgusted by it, but, due to many many MANY years of dealing with Alfred, he learned to be passive about it.
Arthur felt himself jump a bit at the sound of the first bell. "Lets get to Class you Bloody git...." He said, getting up and taking Alfred with him. He started moving quickly... first class was Defense against the Dark Arts... with Hufflepuffs... then they had Magical Creatures with those damned Slytherins. Of course, England was all about the house rivalry. Ravenclaws... pretty good guys, but, not to be fully trusted. Hufflepuffs were easy going, nothing to worry about. Syltherins were evil! manipulative! He hated them! especially the Russian and the German... of course, he couldn't hate them completely... Kiku was there after all, and they were still friends...
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 7:04 am
 ♦ Pick the flower when it is ready to be picked.♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦
Yao smiled at the thanks and the subtle twitch of his lips at the pleasant taste. Yao was happy that Ivan liked it. He followed Ivan down towards dungeons and while he walked he pulled hands closer to himself. "Don't you get cold having your common room in the dungeons, aru?" He asked curiously and gave his thanks when Ivan opened the door for him.
The class room was set up so that that two house could comfortably sit inside, there was no direct rule that there couldn't be House Mixing but...it rarely did happen especially with Slytherins. They considered themselves exclusive from the rest of the other houses.
Yao followed and looked at the mix in the cauldron, he dared not sit with Ivan during class maybe close on the Ravenclaw side. Not becuase the Slytherins might kill him, or Ravenclaw kill him if the Slytherins didn't get to him first but becuase Snape just might hand his a** to him.
He got closer to the cauldron and looked inside and gave it an indirect whiff, wafting the smell towards him with his hand and examining the concoction, taking note of the smell the color the viscosity of it and took a seat on the edge of the Ravenclaw side, just to Ivan's right.
"I think it's a kind of philter." He said quietly to Ivan, a philter was a potion that was made with the intent of enchanting or charming someone. Though Snape was never known to make anything that was pleasant, it was still considered a liquid 'enchantment or charm' anything to bewitch the mind. "It looks similar to the one we made last year when we had to get the person to drink and pretend they were someone or something else,remember?" He wanted to use it on England and have him act like America but...his solution was only 97.5 pure. the effects would have been just his stupidity and not enough of his pesky loud mouth self. Some people had recommended Ivan be Yao's subject, but Ivan was perfect the way he was, why would he want Ivan to act like someone else?
But...Yao wouldn't forget how many people had saved some of theirs and tried to spike his drink. 'Stop trying to take me over, aru! It's not going to work, aru!' He didn't understand why some of the other countries were so keen on taking him over. But others have kindly told him that those people wanted to get Yao to indefinitely work and entertain them. Terrible! Why couldn't they just leave him be?
     
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 1:12 pm
   
Anyways looking at Arthur he flashed the other his brilliant smile and laughed lightly, pulling the spoon from his mouth. Alfred then spoke " So, i forgot, what class do we have now, and with who?" He asked placing the spoon back down to take another bite of his breakfast. But just then the bell rang. Alfred seemed to have not noticed, so he continued to eat. He lifted up the spoon, but it never made it's way into his mouth.
Arthur had jerked him away from it. Alfred stuck out his tongue trying to lick the spoon " N-no!! My last bite!" he whined looking at Arthur and pouted as he was now following the others closely. Since the spoon fell to the floor, and Alfred kicked the table over trying to get the last bite. Now they were off to learn stuff. Like he'd cared. Alfred sat down reaching into his coat pocket and pulled out a sucker.
He tore the rapper off the candy, then broke the paper stick off. Then placed the remains in his mouth, so that the teacher wouldn't see the stick. Alfred then grinned and turned towards Arthur and grabbed the others wrist. He forced opened Arthur's hand and placed the paper stick and the wrapper in the others hands " Here ya go, present for ya!" He grinned and turned towards his other friends in the class " Hey guys!" He waved childishly. 
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 4:14 pm
 Feliks was offended. That was some pretty high quality glitter! It's not like you could go buy a bag for one dollar just about anywhere... Or something...
"Hey! That was totally cruel!" Feliks glared at Toris, and then looked sorrowfully down at the glitter on the floor. "Just because something like, has the chance to kill someone doesn't mean that it would! It could totally make something awesome!"
The Pole shook his head and sighed. Then turning back to look at his friend with pity, "Toris, If you didn't have me you're life would be like totally boring."
He then tugged Toris along further to the dungeons. Neglecting to remember that he'd likely nearly gotten Toris himself killed a few times. And the fact that when anything bad happened it was normally because of him, or the godawful cat.
Stupid cat.
Finally reaching the class Feliks heaved out a sigh of relief, they might be on time! He then looked in to see China and Russia already there, having a good nights sleep thanks to his new pillow, and in a fairly good mood he was thinking about trying to make a new kind of drink that was glitter flavored. So he simply said, "Ohey, you guys are here early, got any spare glitter?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 4:31 pm
run,XXX hurry,XXX faster!XXX runXXX faster!XXX theXXX streetlightsXXX areXXX on!_____________________________________________________________________________ ︿ ✘ ❤ ✘ ❤ ✘☆ ♫ ℍąʁʊҜɐΊ ЏℯнɒЯa ♬ ♪ ♭ ♪ ✘ ❤ ✘ ❤﹀✿Lovino chuckled a little and raised an eyebrow at Mariana, he'd figured it all out. that "nice" tone in Mariana's "hello" had turned faintly sour the more he thought about it, Mariana was angry. at Spain! oh boy could her and Lovino be friends! imagiene someone so pretty and such a girl getting angry with Prince ******** Charming!
Lovino swiveled as he heard Mexico.that guy again, huh? Lovino groaned inwardly knowing the boy from his childhood, one of Spain's colonies but there was never much love for him in the house.
after all, he wasn't what Spain wanted was he? Pedro was not catholic or white. Suddenly the necklace that Lovino had hidden under his shirt burned like acid, and lay heavy on his chest like a pressing stone. the gold cross he wore felt all wrong now. but he could never tell Spain that.
"Actually I mind very much, Pedro. Ciao, though seeing as you're already comfortable on your chubby butt." Lovino sniffed once and lowered his eyebrows, not quite a scowl. instantly he felt pangs of regret, the promise stated that Lovino must make friends before he can go find Fratello. Friends meant people. lots of people. More people than the world had room for, That's why Lovino had chosen to talk to Russia yesterday. they had vaguely the same motives at the moment. " Remember Mariana? she stayed with Spain for a while when we were kids. " Lovino motioned to Mariana with a theatrical wave and twirl of his hands and wrists like Vanna white, the gesture was a botched attempted at being kind. "you're Gry...ffin...dor? yeah whatever, point is you're not in Hufflepuff like the rest'a us. "
Gryffindor. isn't that for super brave people? Why ain't I in that house?! this sin't fair, fatass gets in n' I don't?! Lovino huffed to himself scribbling furiously on his once clean sheet of lined paper. he had doodled all sorts of things since once Lovino had wanted to draw cartoons for the Sunday paper, it wasn't much of a dream but since he wasn't an amazing artist like Feliciano Lovino thought he could make due with cute little chubby cartoons.
they all had been heads an little bodies with curly hair and sort of big noses, they all wore lame uneventful clothes that seemed stuck to their skin.
The teacher started talking, giving instructions. A kid from Gryffindor passed out textbooks, the books were thin and obviously not used often. The teacher kept repeated the fact that they would hardly ever use the graying paged books and continued with other matters, the Gryffindor kid stared at Haiti a minute before turning and leaving.
"Agwe, you know you don't have to share a room with Spain right? if he tries to rape you you can kick him out." Lovino attempted humor dryly not taking his eyes off the small comic thumbnails he was scribbling.
this comic was about a boy, who got lost from his friends. the boy cried and cried until one night he decided to start signing instead, but the words came out crushed and mashed and warbled. they scared people off, making them flee in terror from his awful twisted brain. The Boy's song filled the air. the empty empty air So it seems ants don't die, even after they fall from a great height, nonsense thoughts consuming me... the boy sung drying his eyes.
Lovino smiled and scribbled out the comic pressing too hard and indenting the paper underneath.
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XXXXXandXXX justXXX whatXXX wouldXXX happenXXX if XXXyouXXX weren'tXXX homeXXX beforeXXX dawn?(())
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