APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[Lore-heika]

Prussia gave a snort, tapping his knee habitually with his fingertips. "Right? Of course I'm right!" Of course he was! He was... Well, the Awesome Him! But all the same, the mood was NOT the most fitting foe the situation. "How much longer, West? Gott, this is taking forever..." Why did Denmark have to live so freakin' far away...?! Or, at least, his cities. They just COULDN'T be closer to their home.

[beekind]

Berlin remained unmoving. Her face was pale and she didn't show any signs of even breathing.She'd lost a lot of blood from Peru trying to kill her,and she was still bleeding a little. The city shuddered,but didn't move again

Saxony wiped at his eyes again. "Okay,Lets just get there so I can destroy Peru."

[::madlyhazel]

After driving for a little longer, Germany finally saw the airport come into view. He shivered slightly, wondering what horrors he might see. He finally found a parking spot and looked towards the three in the back. "Are you all ready for this?" He asked them, dearly hoping that they were. He was mostly. He took the gun from his coat pocket, opening his car door. He stpped out, taking a deep breath.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru was finally drug along towards the main police area while still being bound. He was thrown inside, and two security guards glared down at him. While laying on the ground bleeding, he glanced up at them. "Do your worst..." He hissed out.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia smirked, somewhat ferally, as he practically kicked the car open and prepped his gun. He took a few deep breaths, eyeing each of his companions before nodding curtly. "Hell yeah. C'mon, before she gets harmed any further... &@$!@%#'s SO #*%@ing dead..." He shut the door, already beginning to all anxiously toward the building.

[KittyKat1001001]

"Umm... umm... someone! Come help please!" She had seen the person she was kneeling by shudder, but that was it. The figure also looked awfully pale under all of the blood. Costa Rica tried to remember what little first aid she could bring to mind. "I need to keep pressure on the wound. But there's so many wounds!" She swore to herself in Spanish, pressing down slightly on a deeper wound on the girl's back. "Please be okay, please be okay, oh my gosh I don't want to see someone die..."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary managed to adjust her crutches under herself and get out of the car. She followed the other two nations, limping all the way.
Germany hadn't noticed how heavy his breathing was at all. He slowly made his way towards the building, eventually making it to the door. He took in a deep breath before kicking it open, looking around. He could see quite the scene in front of him. Frightened faces, security guards, assistats, blood, Berlin- wait, Berlin. He rushed forward, pushing Costa Rica to the side. "Berlin! Can you hear me? Berlin!" Oh no... This was bad...

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru suddenly saw the officers rush from the room and heard yelling. He wondered what happened... But there was no time to wonder. He slowly began to move towards the door like a worm, leaving a trail of blood behind him. He pushed open the door with his head and crawled out. After looking around some, he began crawling in a random direction.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia hurriedly see inside, eyeing his sister's form upon the floor in absolute horror. "Berlin..." He stared, eyes wide and watery and breaths coming shallow, before growling slightly, frantically searching around. "Godd*** it, where is he?" Peru. Peru did this... He would be severely punished, of he could help it. Besides, Germany had reached Berlin- he could take care of her for now. His eyes met a few bystanders, and he soon stared holes into them. "Where IS he?!" Eventually, his scarlet eyes fell upon a little trail upon the floor. Blood, undoubtedly. It led outside. Peru was done for...

[::madlyhazel]

Germany ripped off a piece of cloth from his shirt and pressed it to Berlin's wounds. He did this a few times before turning to Costa Rica, nearly glaring at her. "&@#$ it, help me! Can't you see my sister is dying?!" Tears had welled up in his eyes and threatened to fall. His voice felt constricted, but he did his best to spak. Taking in another deep breath, he turned back to Berlin, continuing to press the cloth onto her wounds. "It's okay, Adelie. It's alright..."
Hungary, unsure of what to do in such a situation as this, just stood next to Prussia. She nervously looked around and shifted uncomfortably. "What're we doing?" She questioned in almost a whisper, as if she'd interrupt one of the people screaming in horror.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru continued to crawl along, but was gradually getting weaker. He felt so tired and just wanted to sleep, but that was impossible. He hadn't noticed, but tears were streaming down his face. He had snapped back to reality and he knew what he had done. He felt so awful for it too... He was now remembering the walk around the lake, and how Berlin and him had admired the swan. Oh, how he wished it was like that right now!

[KittyKat1001001]

Costa Rica felt herself pushed to the side. She gladly moved, shifting away slightly farther. She really hadn't been of much help and now had who she had just discovered was a city's blood on her hands. She moved to wipe them off on her pants before realizing that it was blood and so just held them together. She now made the connection that the man who had pushed her aside was Germany- she'd seen him visit once or twice, or so she thought. She couldn't be sure. However, if this man was shouting "Berlin" and even knew who the person was the odds of him being so were very high. She decided to stay off to the side, as she would probably only create a bigger fuss and get in the way. Hopefully these people knew what to do. She had to get out more.

Another man stepped in- an albino of some sort? He just seemed very pissed. He started shouting before seeing a trail of blood that the younger country had missed leading outside. So that's where that guy went. Did that mean her attacker was a country too? She shuddered. Who could do such a thing?

The first man turned to her, yelling at her to help. What did he think she had been trying to do? However, she was too shocked herself to make any complaint and so ripped off part of her sleeve, feeling grateful that she had decided to wear long sleeves today. She pressed the fabric to another wound, wincing at the sheer amount of blood. This was very, very, bad.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia stole a glance at Hungary, then down at his sister. God, those wounds...! He exhaled a shaky breath, clenching his jaw before heading forward. "We're kicking Peru's @$$." He subconsciously fingered the gun beneath his coat before walking hurriedly toward the doors, eyes fixated purposefully upon the trail of blood. He wasn't sure WHAT he felt- fury, melacholy, mourning, guilt, bloodlust... Hell, he'd even admit to wanting to just cry it out. But that would accomplish nothing. "Liz, you should stay and help West. You can hardly walk as it is."