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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 24, 2012 22:47:26 GMT -5
((I hate how slow I am. TTwTT))
Spain smiled softly, liking how the two were interacting. Although he normally would have jumped right in and offered to play one of the songs from his home (because as everyone knew, no one could play the guitar faster than he) he decided to step back a bit, and they the two of them have their fun. From what he had seen so far of the two of them, they didn't really interact with the others that much, probably because they were so small. He knew the feeling of not being able to talk to anyone (his time at Rome's place did that to him) and was happy that they were able to talk to one another with ease. Originally, he had been slightly concerned when Malaysia was so formal with him, but seeing her and New Zealand together put his heart at rest.
He closed his green eyes, just listening to her play the stringed instrument. It reminded him of the music from his place, and even the soft strums sent waves of nostalgia through him. He made a mental note to ask to borrow it later and play something.
"Mm. I agree." He said in a hushed whisper to New Zealand. "It reminds me of home."
Granted, that wasn't the best thing to think about in the middle of a frozen wasteland, but hey, sometimes being homesick a bit wasn't such a bad thing. It gave him a goal and something to work for.
After all, the faster they figured out how to fix this whole mess, the faster he could go home.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 24, 2012 23:11:37 GMT -5
(( *pats back* its ok spain! ^^))
Malaysia ended the song and looked at the two countries. Her face imediately turned red when she heard them compliment her playing. "I..Im not s...so good at pl..playing t...the gu..guitar actually!!" Malaysia said shackily. She was a little embarrassed.
"W..well i b..bet s...someone else can play it b...better than me!" Malaysia said once again shackily. She was'nt used to showing people her playing of the guitar. I mean, she only shown her best friends ((which were mostly still teens)) and children and ghost, she never shown it to people she just met. Mostly cus she's afraid of them saying bad stuff about her playing. Which most of the time people always say good stuff. But she just doesnt wanna hear them say anythilng bad.
"Um...C..can y...you play t..the guitar, S..Spain?" She asked the hazelnut country. Due to the fact that she stayed at home alone almost half her life, she was bored and went to read some books about countries and stuff. When she came to Spain, she read that almost everyone there knows how to play the guitar and they play it like a pro
"W..Would y..you l..like to try playing for m..me?" Malaysia admitted that she really wanted to hear him play. She read so much about how they play the guitar very fast and she wanted to hear it for herself the real thing.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 24, 2012 23:28:38 GMT -5
((Thank you... *huggle*))
Spain's smile grew when he saw her face turn bright red. "Aw~ You're so cute Malay~" Poking her cheek, he stopped himself from commenting further while she stuttered even more. And he also had to hold back a LOT from hugging her to the ground which could potentially be dangerous.
That was another note: hug her later.
But when she suggested that he play the guitar, he pointed to himself out of habit. "Me?" He thought it over for a second, but shrugged and decided: "Well, why not?" He took the instrument from her gently and sat down, his legs crossed and automatically tuning it.
"Is there anything in particular you two want to hear? Flamenco, Jota, Isa, Rumba - if I try, I might be able to pull off some Tango as well." He suggested to them as he plucked a few strings and played a few chords, as if making sure his skills hadn't rusted since coming here. He didn't have to practice every day, but he always felt better the more he practiced. To him, he was already slightly rusty.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 24, 2012 23:55:35 GMT -5
(( *huggles back* just enjoy ur trip! :3))
Malaysia was taken aback when he called her cute and poked her cheeks. The poking of the cheek was just plain weird for her but being called cute? She was never called that before by a country. This make her face turn tomato red. Ignoring the fact that she is being treated like some kid, which that can be fogiven cus she has a baby face which makes her look like some teen though she is an adult, she replied.
"Um..H...How bout... Tango?" Malaysia asked nervously. She doesnt really know what tango was but it sounded fun.She sat down infront of him and wait for him to play.
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Post by [x] New Zealand on Jul 26, 2012 20:30:24 GMT -5
(( I'm sorry I was slow in replying.~ you guys are making me jealous, I want to play an instrument too. ))
New Zealand sat down next to Malaysia with his legs crossed indian style. He was excited what Spain would play, he hadn't ever heard of Tango before, or any of the other types of music he had said for that matter. Although, Tango didn't sound like it would be a type of music, it sounded like the name of a bird. Spanish was such a strange language.
He knew that Spain's music was going to be beautiful just by listening to him warm up the guitar. He wished that he knew how to play the guitar, but it looked so complicated. How would he ever make those strings play music? Where would he place his hands? It must have taken years for both of them to learn to play such an instrument.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 28, 2012 20:48:35 GMT -5
((Okay, this is what I think he's playing: www.youtube.com/watch?v=PoJqzpAKzjo )) With a smile, Spain nodded his head. "Sure~ And if you like, afterwards I might be able to see if I can get Tina to teach you how to tango! She does it better than I could~" Drawing a deep breath, he contracted and extended his fingers, warming them up so they wouldn't cramp up when he played. He closed his eyes, his fingers already knowing where they were going as they found their way to their respective strings, letting loose a quick and powerful melody. Even though he hadn't practiced in what seemed like forever, and he thought he might not have been able to remember all of the chords, his fingers did. And he was grateful for that. He kept up the song and surprised that he stayed completely calm, his face not at all betraying the fact he was still slightly worried about messing up, but the longer he played the more fun he had. Relaxing long enough to crack a smile and leaned towards his audience, winking at Malaysia.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 28, 2012 21:29:08 GMT -5
((I havent watched what spain is playing. But i bet it fast.)) Malaysia was enjoying this. The song was just beautiful. Her heart was racing at the speed of the music. She never heard someone play something so fast before. Malaysia let out a smile. She was both excited and happy, what was that word? Full of joy.
Wait she smiled?! Malaysia cant believe she smiled. She had always wanted to smile but cant bring herself to do it. No matter how hard she tried. And now her body is moving by itself and make her smile.
Well i guess music can really change people.
As soon as Spain winked at her, her face turned cherry red. She was rather embarrassed, not really sure why. "T..This s..song is n...nice." Malaysia said nervously. Her face turned even redder as soon as she praised him.
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Post by [x] New Zealand on Jul 28, 2012 23:37:22 GMT -5
New Zealand's smile only got bigger as Spain began to play. He thought the song was brilliant, absolutely beautiful. How could Spain move his fingers so fast? It was incredible. All he could do was stare in awe as he listened to Spain's song. He was even better than Malaysia's song.
"I agree with Malaysia, it's beautiful Spain." said New Zealand. He saw Malaysia blushing. Why would she ever be blushing? Did she like Spain or something? "Why are you blushing?" New Zealand asked Malaysia.
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Post by Singapore on Jul 29, 2012 1:09:09 GMT -5
Singapore walked up to the warehouse with an exhausted expression. She had just finished her 'chores' and needed a long break. As she was just about to enter, she heard voices and the strings of a guitar. If she was correct, it was a Spanish style music, the tango. She knew one nation who could play like that, Spain. Spain, the carefree nation, the European ang mo, and her superior.
'Was Spain just sitting here playing the guitar while I was slaving away doing my groundskeeper duties?' Singapore thought to herself. She let out an evil aura while thinking of how much she had to do before she can finally have a break.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 29, 2012 1:46:18 GMT -5
"Eh?! I um..."Malaysia doesnt know how to reply. She cant just tell NZ that Spain winked at her, thats just pure weirdness. "um... Cus... W..Why do you care?!" Malaysia said the young nation shackily, her face turned hot red and it looks like her face was burning.
She looked away in embarrassment, trying her best not to make any eye contact with them. Why was she blushing?! I mean, its not that she never blushed before but she feels weird. Ignoring the weird pain in her stomach,which is probadly because she forgetton to eat and was hungry, Malaysia cooled herself down and continued to enjoy the music.
"N..nice, i guess..." Malaysia said, being a bit tsundere, she probadly made it sound sarcastic. Not that she wanted to do that, but it sometimes happen. "I mean i...it's nice and i l...like i and um..."then again, she can never explain things well.
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Post by [x] New Zealand on Jul 29, 2012 11:34:25 GMT -5
Malaysia seemed to act very wierd when New Zealand asked her the reason why she was blushing. She had never really answered his question, and now he was really curious. What was she hiding? He had to know, it would drive him crazy. Maybe Malaysia had been blushing for no reason, but that wasn't any fun. Could it be that his first assumption was correct? Did Malaysia really like Spain?
He leaned closer to Malaysia and whispered in her ear "Do you like Spain?" He really wanted to know, but he couldn't just ask her out loud. Spain would hear, and he didn't want to embarrass Malaysia. She would probably be to shy to answer his question anyway.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 29, 2012 17:40:39 GMT -5
Malaysia's eyes widened. Was NZ serious? There was no way she would like a guy she just met 15 minutes ago. Due to the fact that she live alone for many years and sometimes Indoesia would come and visit her, bringing crap boring stuff, she diesnt know how to reply this question properly.
"No! That's just weird!" Malaysia said, not realising spain could hear her reply. Her face went red again. "I meaan, i only just met him, how could i like him immediately?" Malaysia whispered to NZ. She doesnt want Spain to know whats going on, worry that he might tease her.
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Post by [x] New Zealand on Jul 29, 2012 18:55:07 GMT -5
"Love at first sight?" suggested New Zealand. He didn't know much about love, apparently. He hoped that Spain couldn't hear them, or that he would ask what they were whispering about. That would be awkward, and he wasn't to good at lying. Malaysia would probably blush again, so that would only make matters worse.
"Just pretend I didn't say anything, ok? We wouldn't want Spain to find out." whispered New Zealand. He looked back to where Spain was and continued to listen to the music.
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Post by Malaysia on Jul 30, 2012 2:01:15 GMT -5
Malaysia sighed. She did not like Spain thats for sure, she realise that the stomach pain was because she havent eaten for ages, and she knows Spain is married ((Singapore showed.her some picture cards of people in the warehouse and their relationships so yeah)). Anyway she quitted falling in love and never wanted to fall in love.
Why? Well, everytime she wanted to go out for a date with a fellow guy, her protective sibling Indonesia would stop her. So it became a pain in the neck for her and she finally gave up. She could bet with her people a million dollars and though many tried, they all fail in making her fall in love. So please blam Indonesia for making her lile this.
"I never wanna fall in love again, NZ. I can bet you a million dollars. " Malaysia whispered into his ear. She was serious.
As soon as Spain finished the song, malaysia ended her smile. "Em... c...can you teach m...me how to play the song?" Malaysia asked shackily. She really wanted to learn it as she only knew how to play a few two songs. And nobody taught her how to play it so its hard for her to learn those songs.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 30, 2012 6:44:07 GMT -5
((STOP REPLYING GAIZ. ;A; I HAVE A HARD ENOUGH TIME WITHOUT MY PROCRASTINATION! Kidding~ But it does make it a bit difficult to play catchup.))
Spain should have been a little disappointed when his audience wasn't paying attention to him anymore, but he really didn't care. He was having too much fun just playing on his own! Plus, he was very curious about their conversation. Something about "That too weird!" to Malaysia, but eh, whatever. Clearly they didn't want to talk about it in front of him (he understood that much) and he respected that.
Eventually the song came to a close and he set the guitar next to him and massaged his fingers a bit (after months without practice, they kind of hurt) and was about to take Malaysia up on her offer, but a familiar aura came up behind him.
Not that he noticed, he just heard the footsteps.
"Ah~ Sing~ Welcome to the fiesta~!" he smiled, unknowingly (most likely) pissing her off more. "Are you on break now? Guess that means I should be heading back to work~" Flashing a smile and a half-bow towards New Zealand and Malaysia, he started to leave. "So sorry, looks like duty calls~
And Lay, I'll teach you it some other time - preferably when Sing doesn't want to kill me." He whispered in her ear the last part, waved, and went on his merry way.
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