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Post by Israel on Apr 13, 2013 12:27:25 GMT -5
Israel smiled warmly at his friend, so glad that he was happy with someone he loved. "I'm glad you're happy and with the man you're in love with...I only wish I could win Czechia's heart as well as you have won England's." realising he might of sounded like a downer her decided to focus on America's question. A laugh came from him. "So long as Palestine isn't here I feel we'll all be perfectly fine." He turned to explain just in case America wasn't aware of the relationship between the two. "You see Egypt is very affection ant towards my little brother and when Palestine beats the shit out of me, Egypt seems to take pity on him and reprimands me if I strike back. But I've fought with Egypt before...I can't afford to ruin the peace treaty I worked so hard to get in order to protect my people as well as myself from him.
His fingers brushed through his short cropped black hair shaking his head with a smile realising that again he was sounding like a debby downer. His dark eyes gazed with melancholy at the thought of those disant scars which made them start to ache down his back where they were plentiful. While his eyes were casted down he paused seeing something moving underneath one of the bunks. His head tilted to the side then gave a small chuckle as he looked up to America while rubbing his chin's stubble.
"Hey America...look under the bunk, two ahead..."
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Post by America on Apr 13, 2013 13:05:42 GMT -5
"I'm sure Czech will fall for ya soon," America assured, grinning. "I mean, you're a cool enough guy, you know. 'Sides, maybe I can put in a good word for you? She's one of my friends, so she might listen to me." He patted Israel's back, then tried thinking of some other comforting words. "Well, ever since the apocalypse, we've had to learn how to work together. Like, I have to hang out with all these countries that I thought I really hated, but, I mean, now that I have to work together with everyone else, I guess I can kinda see that they're not all so bad." He shrugged. "I mean, I'm not friends with them, but...you know."
He, too, heard the chuckle, though he couldn't tell who it came from or where it came from. With Israel's guidance, though, he glanced over to the bunk slightly ahead of them, and slowly crept forward. "Hel-lo?" he asked, looking curious. He looked back over at Israel, raising his eyebrows, trying to figure out who it was.
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Post by San Marino on Apr 13, 2013 13:29:45 GMT -5
Marino froze giving out a small scream of surprise thinking Czech had discovered her and that she was going to drag her out and scold her like she always did when she get into trouble. But she went quiet as she allowed the voice to process in her head quietly then she realized who it belonged to and the potential tears dissapeared a very large and very sweet smile on her face. Crawling on her stomach she poked her head out from the bed to smile up at America grinning all the while at the man who towered over her with a rather curious look in his blue eyes.
"Ciao America!" She now pulled herself out from under the bed, dusting herself off once more then ran at him with her arms outstretched as she hugged him, he arms reaching as far as they could around his waist. Looking up she flashed a glorious smile pulling back. "Look at my new dress America!" She gestured to the blue fabric that reached to her knees, giving a quick twirl around to show it off even more. "Czech Republic made it for me! She found an old dress of her's and made it just for me!" She exclaimed with a note of pride in her voice, loving when she got a new dress to show off.
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Post by Israel on Apr 14, 2013 16:14:02 GMT -5
"Ah, so this is the little one Czechia must have been talking about."
Israel stepped closer to observe the bouncy little girl observing her from head to toe as though making sure not to miss any detail. Once finished he smiled once more. "Quite a cute little thing...No wonder Czechia took you under her wing...she has a soft spot for a adorable little children. No matter how disobedient they may be." His dark eyes turned onto the little one now as he cocked a brow giving a very critical look. He was not fond of children who disregarded what their caretakers had to tell them...he had recieved first hand experience from Palestine who always disrespected his authority over him.
At last he stopped his hard gaze and returned to another smile that seemed friendly enough. "That dress does look very flattering on you little one...make you look very pretty indeed." He nodded at his opinion, thinking it went perfectly with her tanned skin and dark hair. Really, the Czechs had some of the best fashion sense.
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Post by America on Apr 14, 2013 18:29:57 GMT -5
When Marino darted out and hugged him, America blinked in surprise, but he quickly let out a wide smile. Before he could return the embrace, however, she pulled back and began twirling around, showing off her new dress. As usual, America was instantly taken with her childish innocence. He always had a soft spot for the younger nations, especially those he was allied with and had known for a while.
"Aw, it's gorgeous, Marino! You look like quite the little princess." He ruffled her hair and straightened up, opening his mouth to say something to Israel, but his long-time friend beat him to it, instantly scolding Marino for hiding. America pouted and waited until he was finished with his compliments before saying, "Come on, Israel, don't be such a stick-in-the-mud! I'm sure you hid around on bunks when you were a child; hell, I used to get into all sorts of places!" He did always like playing hide-and-go-seek.
Still, there was a part of his mind that reminded him that Israel was still correct. He raised an eyebrow at Marino. "But remember what he said next time, okay? You shouldn't be running around and scaring people. I mean, what if Czech herself came around? Can't frighten a frail woman like that, you know."
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Post by Czech Republic on Jun 8, 2013 13:15:43 GMT -5
Irony had come to call when a dainty hand extended up and grabbed hold to America's ear in a very tight grip. Not caring for any protests that might of come from America, Czech pulled him down to her level making him bend low to be within reach of her mouth that had formed an unamused frown. Having overheard his last comment right at the most inoppertuned times (for him) she was about to show him that she did not take kindly to being gossiped about behind her back.
"A frail woman am I?"
She questioned with a slightly amused tone though it was the kind of calm, cynical amusment that she would show when in no way happy with naughty little children. Before she could scold him further, her gaze now turned onto the little girl whom she had been searching endlessly for. Her scowl deepened and she released America, having her attention been stolen by the child before them. She walked straight up to Marino with her arms crossed squarely against her chest and her look as stern as a crossed mother's. Czech now proceeded to tap her foot, her gaze showing that she was expecting Marino to speak.
"Well? What have you to say for yourself young lady?" She questioned while cocking a brow to her, warning for her to choose her words very carefully for her patience was running rather thin.
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