Post by Argentina on May 25, 2012 6:57:21 GMT -5
(Which is why I'm happy that earthquakes are not common here.)
Argentina gave a nod. She slipped her daggers back into her boots again. Argentina was trembling from the cold of the air around her. She turned her head. "Y-yeah. About t-time." She studdered, dusting snow off of her shoulders. "I'm freezing to death." And so she was. Argentina only wished she'd worn thicker clothes, or, at the very least, had thicker clothes back inside. She hadn't expected Canada to be so... well. Chilly as it was. Probably should've thought it through more, considering how these people (or at least what were people before the zombie outbreak) are supposably a bunch of lumberjacks and moose-lovers. You know, the usual cold-loving nature people stuff.
Argentina bit her lower lip and turned back to Scotland, extending a hand to shake. "Thank you for the practice. It was good for the tournament." She thanked with a soft smile. "I definitely look forward to kicking Lithuania and Poland down with you, I can say that. Some of the pairs chosen were awkward or rather bad match-ups, but I think we make an okay team, don't you say?"
This tournament was definitely going to be good entertainment for Tina. She knew it was a good opportunity to beat the crud out of people she hates without getting in trouble for it. Yeah, Argentina liked the thought of that. There was the possibility she'd also wind up against Spain and whoever his partner was. Whether or not that was a good or bad thing in Tina's mind, she didn't know. There were times she wanted to beat Spain up, and there were times she didn't. So-so.
Argentina gave a nod. She slipped her daggers back into her boots again. Argentina was trembling from the cold of the air around her. She turned her head. "Y-yeah. About t-time." She studdered, dusting snow off of her shoulders. "I'm freezing to death." And so she was. Argentina only wished she'd worn thicker clothes, or, at the very least, had thicker clothes back inside. She hadn't expected Canada to be so... well. Chilly as it was. Probably should've thought it through more, considering how these people (or at least what were people before the zombie outbreak) are supposably a bunch of lumberjacks and moose-lovers. You know, the usual cold-loving nature people stuff.
Argentina bit her lower lip and turned back to Scotland, extending a hand to shake. "Thank you for the practice. It was good for the tournament." She thanked with a soft smile. "I definitely look forward to kicking Lithuania and Poland down with you, I can say that. Some of the pairs chosen were awkward or rather bad match-ups, but I think we make an okay team, don't you say?"
This tournament was definitely going to be good entertainment for Tina. She knew it was a good opportunity to beat the crud out of people she hates without getting in trouble for it. Yeah, Argentina liked the thought of that. There was the possibility she'd also wind up against Spain and whoever his partner was. Whether or not that was a good or bad thing in Tina's mind, she didn't know. There were times she wanted to beat Spain up, and there were times she didn't. So-so.