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Cookie-chan-Apr 11, 2009 8:55 PM
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Taurys (Lithuania) walked down the path to Gilbert's (Prussia's) mansion. "I hope Ivan (Russia) doesn't get mad at me for leaving the house when he wasn't looking...", Taurys murmered as he hesitantly knocked on the door of Gilbert's manison. "I wonder why he wanted me to come over...", he wondered |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| [As we assuming that Gilbo lives by himself, or in Germany's house now?] Gilbert, per usual, had been lounging around doing nothing in particular when he heard the knock. "Coming, coming" he leapt from the couch he had been lounging on, stashing away the porn and made his way towards the foyer before flinging the door open. "Toris!" |
    There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| ((Gilbo is living by himself :) )) Toris became flustered,"Hi", he mumbled shyly |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Gilbert seemed to be in good spirits as he spotted Toris, "Come in, come in." He ushered the poor boy in, "Don't be worried or scared or anything. I'm not like that creep Ivan or anything." Just mentioning Ivan's name seemed to make the atmosphere just a bit chillier. Time to drop it now. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris followed Gilbert into the house. The atmosphere was nicer than that of Ivan's house. Toris shuddered at the thought of Ivan |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| "Mkae yourself at home then," Gilbert grinned gesturing to the couch he had been previously lazing on. The place was surprisingly neat. Likely due to West's pestering until Gilbert had begrudgingly cleaned up. "I'll just get something to drink." As expected, Gilbert had retreated to the kitchen to pull a out a some beer for the two. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris sat down on the couch and blushed softly. He always felt nervous inside of other people's homes, and even felt frightened inside of Ivan's. |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| He bound back into the room, a beer in each hand and another pack under his arm. The poor boy had to calm down sometimes, and nothing better than a couple a' beers. "Here," Gilbert thrust one towards Toris with a grin. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris smiled softly and drank a little bit of the beer,"Yummy~", he smiled childishly |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| With a grin, Prussia tipped back the bottle, downing half of it rather quickly; perhaps too quickly for anyone who wasn't used to him. "So y'know, you're probably wondering why I asked you to come... I just noticed that, y'know, we don't really know each other but neither of us are..." He paused for a while to search for the right word, "...really fond of Ivan, yeah?" Here he paused to take another swig of beer. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris drank some more beer,"Yeah, I don't like Ivan either", he mumbled. He felt that Ivan was always watching him, so he didn't wanna speak too loudly |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Gilbert patted Toris on the head, "Hey don't worry, it's not like he can get you here." Toris kind of remembered him of Latvia. Both of them were rather timid-seeming and well, they both had soft heads. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris smiled softly,"Thanks for always being so kind to me", the timid boy murmered. Gilbert was always sweet to him |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| "No problem," the other said, rather cheerfully, "Although I'm surprised that Feliks didn't drag you off somewhere today." He had always felt bad for the poor lad. He needed to loosen up a bit! It always seemed like he was being bullied by Ivan, worked by Alfred, or just being dragged around by Feliks. And what better way to calm down than with the awesome Gilbert, right? |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| "I managed to lure Feliks away and I waited to leave until Ivan went to go buy more vodka", Toris replied. |
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| "Pfft, vodka... Beer is obviously superior." Gilbert smirked to no one in particular, emphasizing this with another swig of beer, downing the rest of the bottle before reaching for his second. "So, how's life for ya?" |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris was silent. He didn't want to tell Gilbert all the horrible things Ivan had been doing to him. "It's been....okay I guess", he mumbled |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Gilbert may be a bit naive and slow sometimes, but Toris was being a bit obvious here. "Well, if ya don't want to tell, then you don't have to." |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris finally spoke up,".......Ivan's been......abusing me again......" |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Gilbert's brow furrowed. It was difficult to read his expression, but it was probably leaning somewhere towards "Really fucking pissed off." "Goddamn that bastard," he muttered before glancing up at the other nation, "I'm sorry, I, uh..." Shit, he wasn't one of those sentimental, helpful people. He wasn't like Lizzie or Arthur, or fuck, even his brother. Unsure of what to say, he felt his lips touch the comforting neck of the bottle again before he set it down, opening his arms to offer Toris a hug if he needed it. Shit, he had no idea what he was doing. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris blushed deeply and hesitantly hugged the other nation, begining to cry ((Do ya mind playing Russia too or at least until someone wants to rp as him? : 3 )) |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| [Nope that's fine. I was actually going to ask how you felt about people doubling except I realized that I ship Prussia with too many nations to make it work. Q__Q] In a way, Gilbert was sort of surprised when Toris had accepted his awkward hug. It took him a moment for him to wrap his arms on the others' back, patting him gently to calm him down. It had been so long since he had felt anyone this way. The last person was West, and that was so, so long ago... |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| (( LOL, i'm thinking of playing as Yao X3 He's awesome )) Tears streamed down Toris's cheeks. All the times Ivan had abused him and yelled at him....Toris hadn't felt loved in so long....Gilbert's embrace was the closest thing he felt to being loed |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| "There, there," Gilberted continued to gentle stroke the top of Tori's head. To be honest, he didn't know what to do next, so he would just stay like this for now. Over the course of time, it seemed that he had simply forgotten exactly how to take care of someone else. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris wrapped his arms around Gilbert tightly |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| Gilbert continued to absentmindedly stroke the top of Toris' head. It seemed horribly out of place right now, but aww his head was so soft. It reminded him of the cute little chicks. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris wiped away his tears, then he stood up,"I'll be right back", he said and went down the hall, heading to the bathroom. Then, he happened to glance out of the window and saw Ivan walking down the path to the mansion! Toris ran back over to Gilbert, shaking in fear,"Oh god no....oh god no....", he murmered, falling to his knees |
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| Gilbert nodded and let go of Toris. Well, seemed the kid calmed down. It made him feel a bit warm and fuzzy inside to know that he had some something good today. Just as he was mulling over this, Toris entered the room again in fear. "W-what is it?" Gilbert asked, startled. But his thoughts were cut off by three evenly spaced and solid knocks (more like thuds) on the door. "I know Liet is there," a cheerful and yet childish voice chimed, loud enough to be heard just a bit muffled. If they had any doubts as to who was there, the ever-so-famous laugh that made Gilbert shudder every time seemed to boom into the room. "Kol kol kol~ Is impossible to hide him from me, Prussia." |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris's eyes widened in horror. "He knows I'm here....", Toris murmered, starting to cry again |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| [By the way I am SO SORRY if my Russian accent here is horrendous. I try. ;_;] "Just stay here," Gilbert said slowly, standing up. He knew he would have to match up to that bastard one day. Now or later, he would have to crush him eventually, if he ever wanted to move on. Two more booming knocks followed. "Prussia, do not try to hide him. Listen and no one will be hurt, da." Slowly, Gilbert found himself approaching the door, his heart thumping. God damn it, where was West when he needed him, even as just a small back-up. Of course, with that foolish Veneziano. Pffft, he could do this himself anyway, right? Gilbert opened the door, and found himself staring at the large-built figure smiling calmly down at him, knuckles white from gripping at the steel waterpipe. "I see you come, Prussia. Now, Liet is here, yes?" |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris stayed still shut his eyes tightly...if Ivan brought him back home, he would punish Toris horribly |
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| "S-so what are you going to do about it huh?" Gilbert snapped, narrowing his eyes while trying to quell the fear inside him, "Give him some space to breath, jeez. Go away now won't you" he muttered, moving to close ti door before Ivan caught the door in his hand. "Prussia, you do not understand, da. Is needed for Liet to come back, yes?" Ivan grinned at him, that childish grin becoming just a bit more sinister. Good God he wanted to run, run like a rabbit and just burrow away but no, he couldn't do that. "You don't own him, let him be already. Now please, leave already." Gilbert snapped again, using all his strength to close the door just a mere few inches as Ivan continued to grin down at him. "Seems you do not understand. Perhaps, not need violence. Maybe just drink over vodka, da." |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris was frightened, but he didn't want Gilbert to have to deal with Ivan. He gathered his strength and stood up. He hesitantly walked over to the door. The large nation was a few feet away and Toris's heart pounded fast |
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| "Fuck you," the Prussian snarled this time, obviously annoyed now, "Just get the fuck off my proper-" His sentence was interrupted as the larger nation backhanded him, forcing him to stumble back a bit, a surprised expression crossing his face. It wasn't enough to seriously hurt him, just enough to sting a bit. Damn it, Ivan was just toying with him now, like how little boys played with little insects. First they played with them before ripping off their wings or legs, giggling the whole while. Damn it. "Now, where is Liet, Prussia. Perhaps it better for you to just tell me." Ivan took a step forward as Gilbert scrambled back up to his feet, glaring back. "I'm not going to let you take him, go have fun with someone else," he snapped, and without thinking, shoved Ivan backwards. The larger nation's peaceful expression was momentarily broken; he had likely not been expecting the retaliation from poor little Preuben. Just as quickly as it had come, the expression flickered away back to that unsettling child-like smile. "You want to play like that, Prussia? Perhaps you will learn lesson from glorious pipe of Soviet education?" he taunted, taking half a step forward, brandishing the pipe in front of him now. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris ran over and stood between Ivan and Gilbert,"Ivan....don't hurt him...i'll be obidient and go home with you", the scared nation murmered, his gaze looking toward the floor. Toris bit his lip slightly, causing some blood to come Toris helped up Gilbert and walked over to Ivan, standing in front of him with a scared expression in his eyes |
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| "Good child," Ivan smiled at Liet, but it was a cold smile, his eyes empty. Gilbert was surprised to suddenly see Toris in front of him. Shit, this wasn't supposed to happen. He was supposed to help him, not the other way around. He couldn't lose now, after rambling to Alfred the other day about how much more awesome he was the other day. Without thinking, Gilbert picked up Toris and lifted him up; he was surprisingly light, at least in comparison to West, and planted him on the ground behind him, "I can't let you do this to yourself." He turned around to face Ivan again. "What do you want from him anyway," he asked. "He is mine, therefore is wrong for him to not be with me, da." Ivan stated, simple and plain, "Should not be difficult for you to understand, Prussia. After all, are we not similar? Do we not both desire to grow, to... As you say, 'seize more vital regions'? Are we not the same, da?" "Don't compare me to you!" Prussia snapped, using his strength to shove back the larger nation again. Again, that flash of surprise appeared again as Ivan stumbled back a few steps. But it was just far enough that he couldn't reach the door. Gilbert quickly retreated, taking hold of the door handle and pulling it shut quick, but that damned pipe swung down just in time to catch between the door and the frame, slamming down on his wrist. "Fuuuuuuck!" The Prussian swore loudly, but ignored the pain and used the rest of what strength he had left to push the pipe out of the way to let the door slam, quickly clicking the locks into place. There was a moment of silence before there was a gentle tapping at the door. It continued for a bit as Gilbert sat on the ground, breathing heavily, the pain in his wrist having gone numb. After some time, the noise stopped. "Perhaps you have him today, but Liet is of my property. He will come back." With that, softly receding footsteps could be heard before the only sound left was that of Gilbert's heaving chest. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris watched the door for a moment, then when he was sure that Ivan was gone, he turned to Gilbert, crying,"I'm so sorry....you got hurt because of me", he cried |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| "Haha, it's not that big of a deal" Prussia grinned at Toris, bending his wrist, ignoring the small twinge of pain, "See? No worries." |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris wiped away his tears,"I....I need to go back with Ivan....he's gonna hate me.....i don't want to be hated by him, even though I hate him, I don't like being hated.....", Toris stood up and ran to the door, opening it and running to Ivan quickly. I'm so sorry Gilbert...if I stay at you're house, then Ivan might hurt you like he almost did...., he thought to himself |
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| "W-wait!" He reached out towards Toris but it was already too late as the door closed in front of him. Damn it. Damn it. Why was he so useless? Why? Why was it that he couldn't do anything to help? But no, now wasn't the time to stop. He pushed himself to his feet and followed his way after the other nation. -- Ivan turned around at the sound of the door opening behind him, a smile spreading over his face as he saw the timid nation. "Ah, Liet, you realized it smart to just come, da. Good boy." He extended a hand to Toris, that old grin still on his face. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris obidiently held Ivan's hand,"I'm sorry I left the house without telling you" |
Cookie-chan-Apr 13, 2009 7:02 AM
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| With a grin Ivan's hand closed down on Toris'. A strong enough grip to just hurt him a bit, but not too much. "Let us go, da." "Goddamn it, who said you could leave?" Ivan turned around to see Gilbert still there, just behind the two by a meter or so. "As I said earlier, he's not your boy toy, so just let him go." |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris looked over at Gilbert with a 'hurry run away' look, then looked up at Ivan, who was still holding his hand tightly |
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Kyora said: "Goddamn it, who said you could leave?" Is that Ivan speaking? |
Cookie-chan-Apr 14, 2009 7:01 AM
Music is from the soul~ ♥ |
| [fhdlsajhshdf LATE REPLY SORRRY. And no, that's Gilbert speaking. With Ivan I try to give him the Russian accent and all] Gilbert noticed Toris' pleading look, but chose to ignore it. "Look, you're on my property right now, which means that you have to listen to me." He emphasized this with a hard poke to Ivan's chest, taking hold of Toris' free hand. Ivan simply gave the other nation a cold look, "Yes, but when my sheep wanders to your yard, I have right to receive it, da?" "Look, he's not yours" Gilbert snapped, "So let him go already." Ivan glared at him sullenly, "We argue like children, this is useless. Perhaps I let you have Liet now, only because I know he will come back to me. He always comes back, da." With that, he let go of Toris' hand with that childish smile again. "You will return after, Liet?" |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris nodded and was silent |
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| Content, Ivan turned around to leave, "I see you later then, Liet." and slowly left. To be honest, Gilbert did not expect Ivan to give in so easily. Either way, this was good and well, worked out. "Let's go back," he said quietly to Toris, before gently leading him back to his house. |
There is nothing in this world more ugly than imperfection |
| Toris followed Gilbert back to the house and walked in with him. "Tonight I'm gonna go back to Ivan's house", the timid nation mumbled, sitting down on the couch. Even thought Ivan was abusive sometimes and not to mention kinda scary, Toris couldn't help but wanna stay with the large country since no other nation's wanted to join and become one with Ivan |
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| Gilbert stopped, "Really? Stay here for the night and take a break from him. It can't be good for either you or him to be like this." |
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