Looking Out [Open]

[[x] Ireland]

There were times when Aoife O’Neil would close her eyes, and instantly she’d be back home. A warm breeze would softly blow around her, running through her red locks and sending them gracefully flying around her. The soft sun would be gently beating down on the lush, emerald green field she was standing in, all alone. It was so peaceful that she felt if she would lie down she would instantly fall asleep. Pure and utter bliss. The breeze made the grass beneath her bare feet shudder with a peaceful sigh, causing the tiny wet dew drops to scatter around and make a few land on her toes. A smile parting on her lips, Ireland slowly cocked her head back and breathed in deeply, absorbing the fresh scent of the morning. But, no matter how much she dreamed, no matter how much she longed for Ireland, Aoife knew that as soon as she opened her eyes her paradise would crumble away from her again. And sadly, she knew she couldn’t dream all day. No matter how tempting it was sometimes.

With a heavy sigh, Ireland reluctantly opened her heavy eyelids, rubbing her dull green eyes wearily. Aoife was not home, far from it. Stuck in Canada, under the constant threat of zombie attacks. What a wonderful way to live.

Ireland groaned slightly as she cocked her head back, resting it against one of the supports behind her. She was meant to be on look-out in the scouting tower, but eventually ended up sitting down and dreaming. Again.

With a groan, the woman ran her hands over the rifle at her side as she glanced out over the surrounding area. Her eyes briefly landed on the remains of the old capital. It sent a shiver down her spine- just the sight of so much destruction. She felt homesick... she wanted to be away from all this.

[[x] Hong Kong]

Hong Kong climbed up the tower, muttering under his breath. It was stupid, he knew, for someone who lived in a city that was basically high rises and a few smaller, less populated islands to be afraid of heights. Still, he willed himself not to even glance downwards at the ground.
He looked down.
Hiya~ He cursed, plastering himself to the building for a few minutes, before breathing deeply and started to shakily make his way up the tower again. Reaching the top platform, he practically collapsed onto the ground, before looking up.
"Oh hello, I wasn't expecting anyone to be up here."

[[x] Ireland]

Ireland blinked in surprise when she heard somebody climbing up and muttering. For a moment, she instinctively tensed up and gripped onto the weapon at her side. However, as soon as she saw the face she recognised as one of England's ex-colonies, she breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Hong Kong," the redhead smiled, giving the young man who was sprawled out on the ground a small wave. "You gave me a shock!" The woman chuckled as she cocked an eyebrow at the Asian. He looked a bit nervous.

"Are you alright?" Ireland scooted over to him, her expression one of worry. She quickly pulled out a small flask from her jacket pocket and held it out to the other nation. "Scared of heights? Don't worry. Here, have some whiskey. It'll calm your nerves a bit."

[[x] Hong Kong]

The brunette waved his hand in denial at the flask. "No, no, it's fine. I'll feel better in a moment,"

He pulled himself up off the floor, dusting his shirt off. Twigs and bits of leafs with an overall dusting of dirt returned to the floor. Making his way over the wall opposite of his fellow nation, he sat down, putting his head between his knees. Hong Kong seriously hoped that his head would stop spinning soon. 'Maybe I should reconsider her offer...'

He slowly looked up again.
"I'm fine now. Thank you," He willed himself to smile a little.