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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 20:35:28 GMT -5
Roderich shook his head "I have no need to carry one since I don't smoke." he replied. He usually found smoking disgusting, the smell tended to make him sick.
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 20:35:31 GMT -5
"Sorry I don't. I'm not a smoker, I want to stay healthy for....", he cut off his sentence and blushed. "You shouldn't be smokin' either. I want you to stay around for a long time, cause your my buddy." He patted Gilbert on the back and smiled.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 20:40:53 GMT -5
Gilbet shrugged and stuck his cigarettes back in his pocket. He raised an eyebrow when Antonio began his sentence, but didn't question him about it. "Thanks, man," he said, smiling. Then he stared at the floor. ""Course, I don't have anyone to stay healthy for..." He trailed off, but then he shook his head vehemently. "Except the awesome me, of course." He added quickly.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 20:45:00 GMT -5
Roderich raised an eyebrow "Is that so? No one but yourself?" he asked wanting Gilbert to confirm it. He crossed his arms feeling a tad cold from the chilly weather.
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Post by Feliks Łukasiewicz on Jan 23, 2011 20:45:07 GMT -5
Feliks searched through his closet and found the perfect outfit, matching pink skirt and top with stilettos, who cares if Liet constantly got on to him for his preferance in clothes he found woman's clothing much more comfortable. Once he finished getting dressed he mounted his pony which had been standing in the living room. (There was no way he was going to leave him in some lame barn that smelled like crap so he stayed in the living room)
After his ever boring ride to probably the worst bar in town, he slid off his pony and turned around to see Gilbert, Antonio, and Roderich standing infront of the door. "Hey do any of you guys like, think they'll let my pony in to? I don't want him to get freaking shanked or something, who knows in a place like this."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 20:50:44 GMT -5
Gilbert glanced at Feliks. "Um, I doubt they'll let your.." He hesitated. "..pony into the bar. I mean, it may be shabby, but it's not that shabby. But don't worry, he's safe with us. Until we leave, anyway, no one will shank your pony with us here."
He looked at Roderich. "Yes," he said coldly. Speak now or forever hold your peace, he thought bitterly. Gilbert coughed into his hand. "I don't need anyone," he mumbled. "I'm happy being alone."
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Post by Feliks Łukasiewicz on Jan 23, 2011 20:56:05 GMT -5
"Yay! You guys are the best, I would totally hug all of you but quite frankly it's bad enough that I'm here I don't want to be seen hugging people with such terrible outfits to. Well anyways I'm going to go inside now, kthx bye!"
Feliks walked into the bar "Never fear everyone the most beutiful person you'll ever know has come to brighten up this party!"
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 20:59:41 GMT -5
Roderich blinked in confusion as Feliks walked into the bar. He looked at Gilbert then at the small horse "....what.... just happened?" he asked extremely confused.
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Jan 23, 2011 21:00:57 GMT -5
Feliciano smiled at Feliks. "Hello!" he exclaimed. "Wow, you look really pretty!" he exclaimed. Feliciano had an affinity for womens' clothing, though he didn't typically wear it himself. Well, not frequently.
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Post by Ivan Bragniski on Jan 23, 2011 21:01:51 GMT -5
"Good." Ivan smiled. He wasn't used to someone being comfortable around and want to start a conversation with him. He turned around when her heard Poland's voice. He was surprised he was wearing womens clothes, a skirt and.... stilettos. "Hello Feliks."
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 23, 2011 21:02:34 GMT -5
Antonio heard what Gilbert mumbled. "Sorry if I hurt your feeling's their, but you do have some one. Not just someone, you have more then that! Francis, me, Roderich, Ludwig, Hungary, and much more. We really care about you dude!"
Antonio was surprised to see Feliks , in girl's clothes no less. Gilbert offered to watch over his pony, Antonio didn't really want to, but it was to late to say anything.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 21:03:04 GMT -5
Gilbert shrugged. "I don't know. One minute, you're discussing awkward things and the next, there's a pony. Isn't life funny that way?" He stared at his shoes. Red high tops; they seemed fascinating.
He glanced at Antonio. "No hurt feelings, man." He sighed. He had people, but it felt like he didn't have anyone. It was fine. He liked being alone.
Honest.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 23, 2011 21:07:51 GMT -5
"I suppose so..." Roderich mumbled "But what are we going to do with a pony now? I don't exactly want to stand here all night with it." he added glaring at it.
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 23, 2011 21:08:30 GMT -5
"Why don't we go outside Alfred-san, and meet up with Roderich-san, Gilbert-san, and Antonio-san?" Kiku suggested, downing his third beer. "I'm not in the mood to get, um, 'wasted', is it?"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 23, 2011 21:12:17 GMT -5
Gilbert shrugged. "We can go back to-" He stopped midsentence. 'His place' was not at all 'his place'. "We can ditch the pony, can't we? I mean, come on, it's not like he'll get shanked or anything. I mean honestly, who would shank a pony?"
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