APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[::madlyhazel]

Germany just shook his head. "He just... ran off. That's all. I'm sure he'll be back soon." He wasn't sure whether to tell Berlin that Prussia had gone after Peru or not. It would probably be best not to anyways. "How are you feeling? How badly did he hurt you?" He asked her, being disgusted with even saying Peru's name. He had done this to her and he was just absolutely disgusted with him. He continued to press the cloth to her wounds before ripping off another section of his shirt.
Hungary watched Peru for a long time, actually rather confused. So... Prussia had missed? He almost never missed, so this had to be on purpose. She looked at Peru for a little bit longer before turning around as well, going in the general direction of Prussia.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru didn't even flinch, for he had actually expected the bullet to penetrate his head. When it didn't, he felt... confused, to say in the least. He looked at the bullet hole in front of him. It had just barely missed the flower he had been admiring... He suddenly smiled. He had been thinking of the bluebell and Berlin at the same time, and for Prussia's bullet to miss the flower meant, at least to him, Berlin was alive. He smiled before letting his muscles relax. He was bleeding heavily and felt himself slowly fading away, but it felt good to know Berlin was still alive. He'd happily die now, since she was still alive.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia tucked the gun away, fists clenching at his sides. He continued along, nibbling his lower lip before turning to Hungary as they walked. "... I feel like $#*!..." His head was throbbing, his fingers twitching at his sides, his throat on fire, his heart surrounded by a sour feeling. "I shouldve killed him. #*%@ing deserved it... &@%# it..." A few tears spilled over, but he hastily tried to wipe them away, rounding the corner as the airport appeared in the distance. He had meant his words though. If Berlin WAS dead, Peru would be in for hell. "I've gotten weak, haven't I?" Totally unawesome. Unable to even kill the possible murderer of his beloved sister? He sighed, wiping his eyes again and approaching the building. Now to see how Berlin was doing.

[beekind]

"He Cut across my neck and down my arm." She said,not meeting Germany's eyes. "There's another cut on my ba-ah!" She cried out as a sharp pain hit her. The shock had worn off an she was beginning to feel again. Berlin bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. She wasn't going to tell Her brother or Saxony she was in pain,though. She'd already stressed them out enough today. She let out a grunt and attempted to sit up,but it felt like her midsection was on fire. "%#$@ it..."The city muttered,putting a hand on her back,but recoiling when she felt blood.

[::madlyhazel]

Germany kept Berlin down. "Stay, you'll just hurt yourself more if you move. We've already got most of the blood up, but you still might need to go to a hospital. I only know so much medical care. I'm glad you're alive though. That &@$!@#% could've killed you. Luckily he's gone now, probably dead somewhere. He's not going to hurt you ever again." Little did he know that Prussia had NOT killed Peru, at that the Peruvian was alive but just heavily bleeding. He was probably dying by now.
Hungary shook her head. "No, Gilbert. You ARE strong, but you knew that you weren't going to kill him. You aren't weak at all. You protected me so well when that gang hurt me, but you knew you didn't have to kill Peru. There was simply no need. I'm not sure what it is, but he probably has to do something else." She stepped inside the building, noticing that Berlin was awake. She hobbled over, looking down at her.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru smiled still, the image of bluebells and Berlin in his mind. It was such a wonderful mix and it just made him smile. He could slowly feel his pain beginning to fade away, though he really didn't want to think of the cause. His breathing rate grew slower and softer, and he could feel himself beginning to numb, starting in his toes and fingertips. It felt like paralyzation... It was so... odd. Yet, he continued to smile.

[beekind]

Berlin nodded and leaned back. She felt dizzy and knew she was going to probably pass out soon. She looked up at Hungary and gave a weak smile. "Hey,Elizaveta." The city looked around at the crowd of people standing there,gawking at her like she was some kind of exhibit. Berlin glared at them and closed her eyes. 'I don't think I've ever been this light headed in my entire life...' She thought as she drifted off into sleep.
Saxony looked up at Prussia. "Where.Is.He." The boy demanded through clenched teeth.
((Fail post...))

[Lore-heika]

Prussia sighed, but did not further question Hungary upon spotting his sister. Alive. Awake. He pushed desperately past the surrounding civilians, all prior sadness forgotten. "Lin!" He burst forward and landed beside her, pulling her into a light hug, careful to avoid her wounds. She was alive... Oh, thank God... Well, it seemed killing Peru was temporarily out of the question. Peru... Who knew WHERE the pathetic &@$!@%# was. Could've died of blood loss already. But he wasn't concerned with that at all. Now all that mattered was his sister's safety. He gazed down at Saxony, sighing. "Probably bleeding to death. Or still lying around like the sorry nation he is."

[::madlyhazel]

Germany carefully watched Prussia. Something wasn't right about him... Prussia would probably look redeemed if he had killed Peru. So... Apparently he hadn't killed him. Hopefully Peru was dead by now, though.
Hungary smiled down at Berlin and managed to set herself down, her crutches to the side. She felt pretty bad for Berlin, even if she wasn't the best friends with the city. At least the poor city was alive, despite being seriously injured. She gave a grin towards her now, but didn't say anything.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru let a slightly strangled noise escape him as he felt his arms and legs go numb. He couldn't feel them, and could only feel his smile and his middle. He was beginning to dislike the feeling, for he now had a guess on what it was. He could be dying... He really wanted to see Berlin again, he really did, but that might not be possible. Not being able to see Berlin again...

[Lore-heika]

Prussia released his hold on Berlin, giving a weak smile. She had fallen asleep... He sat her down and scooter back, sighing. He would get grief, undoubtedly, for not killing Peru. But it still felt funny. Hopefully he wouldn't regret sparing the nation later on...

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((Eh, since Romano's still in Denmark...))

Romano hauled his bags behind him, walking along the sidewalk and shooting a few glares at anyone who gave him a funny look. It had been wore a long day, and unwinding on a plane back to Italy would be good relief. His eyes fell toward the ground, then aside, the sudden stench of blood flooding his nostrils. Who...? His amber eyes trailed around, ecentusplt falling on a bloody body. A bloody body belonging to... Was that Peru...?! "O-Oi, you! What... What the hell happened?" He approached, slightly freaked. He was seriously injured, it seemed.

[::madlyhazel]

Germany sighed and looked towards Prussia. He then asked him in a low whisper, "What happened to Peru? Did you kill him?" He sensed that Peru hadn't been killed, just by Prussia's actions. This was not good, for Peru could easily come back once more and hurt Berlin. He stared at Prussia hard.

o.o.o.o.o.o

Peru made a small noise as he heard Romano's voice and slowly, opened his eyes a little. He looked at Romano and blinked a few times. His smiled grew a little. He tried to speak, but it only came out as small noises. He was growing number every second, and it wasn't long before he couldn't even keep his eyes open.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia turned to look at Germany, smile fading. And the time had come upon him to reveal his moment of weakness. "... Did I kill him? E-Err... Technically... No... But he was dying anyway. The &@$!@%# probably has a few minutes left, tops, West!" He still didn't know what had truly stopped him from shooting Peru to bits, but he had not.

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Romano blinked, making a small noise before reality seemed to strike, and he fell to his knees beside the South American, pulling out a shirt from the suitcase and beginning to rip it. "W-What the hell? You &@$!@%#, don't just give up!" He had no idea what was going on, but losing a nation WAS a huge deal internationally. And... Well, he had sort of proclaimed Peru as a friend-like figure. He could at least try.