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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 26, 2011 17:16:07 GMT -5
Gilbert nodded. (He winced slightly, because nodding made him dizzier.) "So," he said, if only because silence made him uncomfortable. "Do you live alone now? Ever since that whole 'divorce' thing?" He knew the divorce was a touchy topic, but he didn't know Roderich's status in terms of who would be there at his house to witness Gilbert's drunken state. More to the point, Gilbert didn't particularly care, but he didn't want Elizaveta there, since she'd probably find a way to use whatever he said or did as blackmail.
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 26, 2011 17:28:14 GMT -5
"Yes." Roderich answered dryly "Ever since the end World War 1, I've been by myself." he added. "Why do you ask such a thing?"
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 26, 2011 17:29:53 GMT -5
Kiku hiccupped, swaying like he was about to fall over. "Whatever you young countries do..." he muttered. "Still trying to absorb the new culture..."
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jan 26, 2011 17:32:20 GMT -5
"Let's just get out of here before that bloody man yells at you again." He pushed the two out of the bar and stood outside. "Uh... it looks *hiccup* a bit dark... Kiku! Let's go to your place!"
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 26, 2011 17:39:34 GMT -5
Gilbert shrugged. "Because, if I go over to your house and, I don't know, have underwear with hearts on it or something, I don't want that frying-pan freak to take a picture and blackmail me." He laughed slightly. "What were you thinking, Roderich? Don't flatter yourself."
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 26, 2011 17:47:05 GMT -5
"Alright then..." Roderich replied. "Wh-what? I was not thinking of anything of that sort!" he snapped. 'How dare he even think of such a thing!' he thought to himself.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 26, 2011 17:50:53 GMT -5
Gilbert smiled. He was somewhat happy, for whatever reason. So this was why people drank; he had nearly forgotten. "Ah, relax, would you? Seriously. You act like I'm going to rapekill you or something," he said, running his fingers through his bangs. "I'm not, by the way," he added. "If that wasn't obvious."
((LOL. I accidentally typed in 'awesome' here instead of 'obvious'. I really am turning into Gilbert!))
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Post by Roderich Edelstein on Jan 26, 2011 17:55:27 GMT -5
Roderich rolled his eyes, suppressing a growl. He picked up his pace so he was walking a bit ahead of Gilbert now.
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Post by Kiku Honda on Jan 26, 2011 17:57:38 GMT -5
"Alfred-san, you lead." he hiccupped. "You know where my house is."
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 26, 2011 17:59:56 GMT -5
Gilbert ran to catch up with Roderich. "Fritz damn," he said, "Why are you such a..." In his drunken state, he struggled to think of a noun. "You," he said, digging his nails into Roderich's shoulder for support, "are not-awesome," he said, using the worst adjective his inebriated brain could conjure.
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Post by Feliks Łukasiewicz on Jan 26, 2011 18:12:09 GMT -5
Feliks' eyes lit up and he leaped from the bar stool, "Liet I'm so glad you're here! I missed you so much!" he exclaimed as he hugged Toris tightly.
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Post by Antonio Carriedo on Jan 26, 2011 18:22:11 GMT -5
Antonio held hand's with Romano as they continued to walk toward's Roderich's house. Antonio didn't really have much to say to anyone, he was drunk and the other to seem to be arguing. He had Romano to talk to but he was afraid that he said something wrong Romano would get all angry again.
Gilbert's and Roderich's pace quickened leaving Antonio a little behind. Did they forget me or something? He pulled Romano along to catch up to them. [/color] |
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Post by Lovino Vargas on Jan 26, 2011 18:43:43 GMT -5
'Holy shit! He's holding me!' Lovino blushed as Antonio took him in his arm's. This bastard better be damn happy that I even attempted to apologize!
Lovino looked up, and saw that Antonio seemed a little worried. It seemed that a commotion in the bar had started while we were having our own. Antonio took my hand, damn, and began to pull me toward's the two bastard's Gilbert and...and whatever that four eyed guy's name was. I guess I'm able to go to. I shrugged and held Antonio's hand tighter. Only for today...
He continued to pull me along with him. I peeked at him a couple of time's to see what was going on, but he only had a damn smirk on his face. Gosh this bastard! What the fuck are you so happy about? I noticed are hand's holding again and blushed once more. Maybe this is why...?
The other two bastard's started to talk and walk a head of us. What the fuck are you guy's doing?! This guy is fucking sensitive, he might get the wrong idea. It's not that I hated them it's just that I just didn't like them. Gilbert is that damn Ludwig's brother, and the glasses dude is Ludwig's damn friend. I hate Ludwig.
Antonio pulled me along faster to keep up with them. I went along and followed as he did. I looked at him again. Bastard, why are you so...Wait god dammit! I wasn't about to say that!
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Jan 26, 2011 18:56:37 GMT -5
Feliciano stared at Feliks's pony for a while. He didn't like it, and he was alone with it now. Normally Feliciano loved animals, but something about this particular pony freaked him out.
Then an idea came to him. Maybe I can catch up with Lovino, Antonio, Roderich, and Gilbert! He ran to do so. He probably wouldn't follow them all the way to wherever they were going, but it would be nice to have people to talk to. He mentally apologized to the pony and ran to the people he considered his friends.
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Post by Ivan Bragniski on Jan 26, 2011 20:07:45 GMT -5
Ivan sighed as he was left alone. He finished his third glass of vodka. By now he was drunk. He looked around the bar. He slid off the bar stool and walked over to Torris and Feliks. "Hello, I'm here yay~" he said smiling.
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