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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 18:45:23 GMT -5
The forest was quiet of all human movement, wind whistled through the trees and small animals ran through the undergrowth. Suddenly, the peaceful scene was broken up as Hong Kong dropped out of the tree he had been sitting in. He brushed himself off delicately, as if he had not just been sitting in a tree.
He put his hands in his pockets, before realizing what he was doing, and whipped them back out again. 'Guess old lessons die hard' He turned in a circle, starting to make his way back to the Warehouse.
'I hope it doesn't rain'
If it did, then he would have to run back to the warehouse, and that wouldn't be fun. it reminded him of one of the plays he had seen when under England's rule, one where the hapless protagonist got stuck out in a forest or something like that.
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 21:36:49 GMT -5
Wales had wandered off. He knew it was dangerous--what if he got eaten by zombies and DIED!?--but so help him God, if he was cooped up for one more second, he would--
Wales was a country of wide open spaces and majestic (though terrifying--Gulp) bluffs. The Nation was not big on staying in a fenced-off area, no matter how big.
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 21:41:32 GMT -5
Hong Kong walked along at a rather quick pace- still wondering if it was going to rain. The brunette was quite wrapped up in his own world, one that consisted of video games, pockey and a pair of vivid eyes-
And suddenly, he walked right into someone. He sprung backwards immediately, unsure how he couldn't have noticed another person right in front of him.
"Are you alright?"
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 21:48:29 GMT -5
Wales, too, was absorbed in his own thoughts. Random, meandering thoughts:
I wonder where Ireland is?
WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!
Why won't England and America just GET TOGETHER already?
Nobody loves me, I'm all cold and alone!
Bunnies are nice...
Suddenly, he bounced back from his last step. He whipped his razors out of the holsters ((is that the right word?)) around his wrists and pointed them at the person he had bounced off of, eyes wide and heart beating with terror.
He thought, Is it a zombie? I'll bet it's a zombie. OH GOD I'M GOING TO DIE!!! No! I am a great fighter! I shall defend myself and the honor of my people!
His brain tended to do this sort of dramatic, jumpy thinking when he got nervous or upset.
After a few seconds, when the figure failed to devour his flesh, Wales had calmed down enough to recognize Hong Kong.
"Yeah, I'm fine, you just scared me." Blushing, Wales returned his knives to their place. "I guess I just overreacted. Do you think it's going to rain? DO YOU THINK WE'RE GOING TO DIE!?"
Wales was still a little on edge.
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 21:59:37 GMT -5
Hong Kong raised one eyebrow at the other man, unsure of how to respond to that statement. While he was glad the man wasn't hurt, that didn't mean he wasn't (or isn't) a complete Drama Queen.
"It might rain. And everyone is going to is one day, if that gives you any consolation."
He smirked.
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 22:01:22 GMT -5
Wales blinked. Hong Kong's candid attitude had always perplexed him a bit. "I meant... with the... Zombies..." He trailed off. Shaking his head, he asked, "What are you doing out here, anyways?"
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 22:05:52 GMT -5
"What am I doing out here? Shouldn't that be a question to ask yourself?"
Even if Wales had at one point, technically been his brother, that didn't mean he wanted his reputation being tarnished by saying something like:
Uh, I wanted to go help out with fishing, but then I got lost and decided to take a nap in a tree, where a woke up a few minutes ago. No, he wouldn't say that since he wasn't an Idiot (like one Korean he could mention).
So he avoided the question.
"What am I doing out here? Shouldn't that be a question to ask yourself?"
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 22:11:39 GMT -5
Wales grinned. "Hey, Wales," he said, "What are you doing out here?" He shrugged, and answered himself. "Oh, you know, just loitering. Nothing like a nice, cold breeze to remind you of home, you know?"
Said breeze ruffled his hair, tossing it up behind his head like a ridiculous fan. Wales shook his head in a failed attempt to flatten his hair. While he was doing this, he realized that he had somehow gotten turned around and had no idea where he was.
"Say, uh, Hong Kong? Do you know where we are? What if we get lost in the forest? Oh my god, are we going to DIE!?" Wales whipped his head left and right in a vague, idiotic showing of how lost he was.
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 22:29:36 GMT -5
When Wales said the words 'do you know where we are?' Hong Kong felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. He had only a vague understanding of where he was- which was why he was lost in the first place.
"Don't you know where we are?" And he really hoped he did.
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 22:31:58 GMT -5
Wales's lower lip began to tremble. "You mean... you mean... you mean you don't know where we are, either? You mean we're LOST!? We're going to DIE, alone in the WOODS, and we'll become ZOMBIES and kill all our FRIENDS and it will be HORRID and--" Wales broke off into tears and sniffles.
He pulled himself together a tad, only to break down once more with the outburst "WHAT are we going to DO!?"
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 22:36:38 GMT -5
Hong Kong rubbed the side of his head. He should have known better than to say that. Now he was lost in a forest with a hysterical Welsh.
Not the funnest of arrangements. And Wales whining was starting to get on his nerves.
"Can you please, shut up?" If he was going to get the both of them out of here, he had to be able to hear his own thoughts
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 22:41:28 GMT -5
Wales stopped snuffling long enough to stare, shocked, at Hong Kong. "You're so MEAN!" And, with this exclamation, he pouted, crossed his arms, and marched off in a random direction.
A short time later, he came running back to Hong Kong. "WHO PUT A CLIFF THERE!?" He yelled. His clothes were slightly muddier and his hair impossibly more tousled than before he left; his cheeks were red and his eyes watery.
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 22:46:23 GMT -5
When Wales yelled at him, Hong Kong didn't even flinch. He was accustomed to being yelled at. However, when he ran off in a random direction, he was rather annoyed. No, not worried, annoyed.
If Wales went off while he was there, then he, as the only other person there at the time, would get blamed for it. So when the man came back a short time later, he was a tiny bit relieved. About not being blamed for it, of course.
"Do you have any better ideas"
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Post by [x] Wales on Apr 24, 2012 22:53:09 GMT -5
"Um... We could..."
Wales didn't know what to do. He was terrified of the zombies and somewhat embarrassed by Hong Kong's apparently unattainable calm. Now he was stuck with both, and no knowledge of where the Warehouse was.
And, just to make it worse, it was starting to rain.
"Oh, I don't know!" He said, in response to the other Nation. "Aren't you supposed to be smart? What should we do!?" Wales grabbed Hong Kong by the shoulders. "THINK, man, THINK! Use that cool, calm, collected head of yours and get us back to the warehouse before the zombies eat us!"
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Post by [x] Hong Kong on Apr 24, 2012 23:00:14 GMT -5
While being shook violently by Wales, he could think of only one thing. 'Now I understand why England is so irritable, having to deal with him on a daily basis'
He brought his own hands up to pry the welshman's hand off his shoulders, lifting one finger at a time.
"Get you hands off of me," He growled darkly at the frantic man. It didn't matter if he was having a nervous break down. No one touched him without either his consent, or after knowing him for a long time. A very long time.
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