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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:05 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Elizaveta turned her firey green eyes on Romero when he pointed out the camera in her hands. Though she had been sweet and pleasant the day before, the tomboy was notably aggravated after talking to Prussia. "Do you have a problem with it?" she demanded dangerously as if she had any right to be annoyed with him over her spying. ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
The Tomboy Senior <> <>
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:14 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero backed away from the arguing Germanics and held up his hands placatingly to Hungary. “Cálmate, chica,” he said consolingly. “I’m not your enemy here…” Hoping that the extra distance between him and Gilbert would help calm her down, he tried again. “Are you here for class or for another task?”
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Out of Caracas: "Calmate" = "Calm down" (informal command)
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:33 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Elizaveta hesitated when Venezuela put his hands up and blushed softly when she realized she had snapped at him. "No... Sorry, I'm a little stressed," she admitted. "It's just... I haven't seen nor heard from someone in a while and I'm a little worried. First Mr. Austria was in a coma and I couldn't get in contact with him, then that albino idiot went rogue and now..." The Hungarian shook her head and tried to smile as she brushed some hair away from her face. "These Germans will be the death of me!" she laughed lightly although there was still some strain behind it. "They just keep running off without saying a word. Maybe it is a family trait... I'm sure she's with a friend or something."
Hungary looked down at her camera as she thought over Romero's question and chuckled lightly. "Oh, well... taking pictures is a bit of a hobby of mine and I was also hoping I could get some candid shots of the Senior class for the newspaper," she said. "We'll probably use them for the year book, too." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
The Tomboy Senior <> <>
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:53 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
“Fotos? Sure, I wouldn’t mind helping you out!” Romero agreed, relieved that Hungary had indeed calmed down. “But you’re not likely to find any candid shots in a classroom, unless it’s of somebody pulling a disgusted or bored face.” He laughed, imagining that Prussia would be very likely to do that on camera.
He paused when Elizaveta mentioned another ‘she’. Was that the person she was worried about? “Well, I hope she recovers soon, wherever she is,” Romero told her.
To get off the dreadful subject of hurt friends and Prussia, the Venezuelan returned to photography. “Perhaps you could tail a few of us to our dorms, or wait until lunch!” he suggested. “I’m sure everyone will be a lot more willing to pose for you when we’re all out of class. Are you planning on participating in the festival, or just taking pictures?” he asked, almost as an afterthought.
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Out of Caracas: "Fotos" = "Photos" (Duh!) || ASDFGHJK SWAMPED WITH PMS!!!
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 5:07 pm
~Franny~
Today The ghost girl had deiced to follow around Romero, just to bug him. She had been watching him for awhile, most of this class, she just hadn't said anything.
She had turned invisible that’s why no one had seen her. But now she was getting bored and really wan to bug him. So she poked him on shoulder. (Franny is such a stalker =w=)
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 5:21 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero jumped about a mile high at the sudden, unexpected, icy touch on his shoulder and promptly tripped on his seat, banging his leg awkwardly on the ground. “Mierda!” he exclaimed aloud, despite the fact that he was in a quiet classroom. “What the hell was that?!”
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Out of Caracas: ASDFGHJK SWAMPED WITH PMS!!!
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 5:32 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ "Candid usually means unexpected and not posed for, but... I suppose it would be nice if I could get some shots of everyone together," Hungary said with a smile for Romero's enthusiasm. It was rare she met a young man who encouraged her photography. Although it was most likely because he didn't know what kind of hobby she had collecting certain moments between male classmates...
"The festival?" she repeated before blushing happily. "I will need to spend most of my time taking pictures, but Mr. Austria said he would help me run a booth, too." The boys could practically see the hearts dancing around her head at the thought of sharing culture with her former husband. It was a big deal for two nations to trust one another with their culture, after all. Perhaps their relationship was taking a step in the right direction. Elizaveta clenched a victorious fist at the thought of improving relations with Austria until she realized it wasn't ladylike. Luckily it seemed Venezuela had been preoccupied with freaking out over nothing.
"M-My! Are you alright?" the Hungarian gasped as she watched him trip. ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
The Tomboy Senior <> <>
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 5:43 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
“Sí… E-Estoy bien,” Romero grunted, climbing up from the ground with imperfect ease. His legs had gotten tangled up in the desk when he fell, hampering his efforts to right himself. “Qué en infierno fue esto?” He was still too confused about that touch to translate himself.
Who had touched him? On any other day, Romero would've pinned the blame squarely on Gilbert. But the former nation was too far away to have done it, and it didn't look like he had just reached out to poke him. Francis and Antonio were likewise too distracted to have done it, and Elizaveta was talking to him right now. Romero would've known if the Hungarian had poked him. So who had?
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Out of Caracas: "Si..." = "Yes, I'm fine"; "Que..." = "What in hell was that?" || I will now attempt to offline for now... How long before my resolve fails? (Not long I bet XD)|| Somewhat waiting on Kiki in two places. || My, my; Franny is quite a little stalker. || It's a sad day when my post is smaller than my OOC... So I lengthened the post! biggrin
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 6:42 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Hungary held out her hand to help Romero up with surprising strength for a girl. The tomboy quirked a brow before looking over at Spain for a translation since Venezuela seemed a little out of it at the moment.
"Are you sure you're alright?" she asked again just to be certain. ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
The Tomboy Senior <> < xd >>
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 7:04 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero followed Elizaveta’s gaze to Antonio. It seemed that she hadn’t understood his last words. Once he had regained his feet with her help, he repeated himself for her comprehension.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he told her. “I just wondered who the hell poked me…”
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Out of Caracas: I'M GETTING NOTIFICATIONS EVERY TIME I REFRESH A PAGE! 55 notes so far and counting! @_@ || I swear, it's everyone's lucky post day!
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 4:50 am
Porkcow001 ~Franny~
Franny giggled when Romero freaked out, this was going to very fun, she reached out her hand again and tug on Venezuela's hair. She then went over to Hungary, she didn't recognize who she was, but she would just pick on her anyway.
She did the same thing to Hungary as she did to Romero, she tugged at her hair
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:40 am
» Єȥєkɪєʃ "Ȥєkє" Maʀɪć « xxxx xxxx Sєηɪσʀ Zeke let out a rather loud yawn as he got to class, waving absently at the evil-eyed teacher at the same time. Damn, he was too tired to deal with their tirades about tardiness and work and blah blah blah, same thing different day. Blue eyes scanned the room, smirking a bit at the slight ruckus going around-- he resisted the urge to laugh when he saw her pull on Elizaveta's hair. God, that was definitely a good start to the morning. But he didn't laugh, nope, he didn't need a fight this early... He went to his desk, setting his stuff down and reclining in his chair. Sєʀɓɪąη » » » Єηɡʃɪsɧ
{{ Ѻuʈ Ѻғ βєʃɡʀąʠє: }}
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:51 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 10:24 am
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero yelped when he felt his long curly hair being pulled on and he grabbed at it. "Oye, let go! Those are my ABC Islands!" Until this point, only the Nordics had ever plucked a hair and survived, a point that made for a lasting grudge on Romero's part.
When Elizaveta was subjected to the same hair-pulling treatment, he thought he recognized who their mysterious molester was. "Oye, Franny, cut it out!" the Venezuelan exclaimed, voicing his guess. "We're in the middle of class here! I thought you liked Luis better!"
To his horror, two more seniors walked in to enjoy the fiasco that had ensued. Romero recognized Sadiq from Turkey and only vaguely Serbia, but their identities didn't matter. At the moment, all Romero could think of was how horribly embarrassing it was to be caught like this, shouting at empty air and pulling on his own hair with a giant bruise on his leg.
Attempting to restore some semblance of normalcy, Romero began walking over to the latecomers with a hand extended to introduce himself. "Hola, hombres. I'm Ro--"
With a painful jolt to his isles, Romero found that he could go no farther. It seemed that something—or more precisely, someone--was clinging to both him and Elizaveta, effectively tying them together.
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Out of Caracas: ABC Islands = (paradise) Aruba, Bonaire, and Curacao, off the coast of VZ's Falcon state. || Whoo! Even more seniors! We got Romero, Francis, Gilbert, Elizaveta, (Franny,) Zeke, and Sadiq! Half the class has arrived! || To anyone here who doesn't know me, I'm Nintendraw, and I play Romero/Venezuela here as well as the overly optimistic/sometimes brash Landon/California! Their profiles (are frequently updated) are on page 8.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 11:30 am
~Franny~
The Ghost Grumbled and let go of the both of them. "geez you are no fun" she said event hough they copuldn't see her she crossed her arms over her chest, Yeah i like Luis better then you, but you are fun to pick on" She then turned her self visible. She looked at Hungary, "see theirs a girl, you don't have to date Brazil" she said not really caring what she said at the moment.
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