(If Anime is fine with choosing a different number for America, then I'll mark Allenndya as twelve. > w.< You guys will have to work that out; I'm just recording them all. X3)
(All of the people in the mansion just found out they're stuck with a monster thingy, so they're trying to decide what to do, I guess. X'3 The Allies are almost there...)
{ Austria I Roderich Edelstein }
Austria nodded slowly, listening carefully. He didn't speak at all, keeping his gaze locked thoughtfully on the floor, before turning and attempting to open the front door. It didn't surprise him to find he couldn't do it, but he hissed a swear under his breath anyway, violet eyes narrowed in irritation. He turned back to the others, returning to his past position. He'd more than likely just stay out of the way and go along with whatever the others may say, as long as it wasn't absolutely ridiculous. Only then would he decide to speak up. The Austrian's body visibly tensed, though, as he realized he probably wouldn't be able to play for a while. Music was absolutely necessary for him in stressful situations, and he really did not want to break down. Not in this predicament, and not in front of all of these people. "There must be another exit..." He muttered to himself, glancing down each hallway he could see.
{ Japan I Kiku Honda }
Japan furrowed his brow and nodded slowly. Normally he'd be a bit dubious. Anyone who'd been told a story like this would be, right? But seeing Tokyo like this was enough proof. He glanced back at the others before running a hand through his hair. "I think we should get out of the open, first off. We need to find somewhere for Tokyo to rest, and standing here, we're vulnerable. We should probably stay together as well..."
{ Russia I Ivan Braginski }
Russia giggled and skipped after America, attempting to keep up with long strides, though he didn't really like running much. He held his pipe to his chest and began to run, or rather, jog, anyway, trying to keep up with the American.
Austria nodded slowly, listening carefully. He didn't speak at all, keeping his gaze locked thoughtfully on the floor, before turning and attempting to open the front door. It didn't surprise him to find he couldn't do it, but he hissed a swear under his breath anyway, violet eyes narrowed in irritation. He turned back to the others, returning to his past position. He'd more than likely just stay out of the way and go along with whatever the others may say, as long as it wasn't absolutely ridiculous. Only then would he decide to speak up. The Austrian's body visibly tensed, though, as he realized he probably wouldn't be able to play for a while. Music was absolutely necessary for him in stressful situations, and he really did not want to break down. Not in this predicament, and not in front of all of these people. "There must be another exit..." He muttered to himself, glancing down each hallway he could see.
{ Japan I Kiku Honda }
Japan furrowed his brow and nodded slowly. Normally he'd be a bit dubious. Anyone who'd been told a story like this would be, right? But seeing Tokyo like this was enough proof. He glanced back at the others before running a hand through his hair. "I think we should get out of the open, first off. We need to find somewhere for Tokyo to rest, and standing here, we're vulnerable. We should probably stay together as well..."
{ Russia I Ivan Braginski }
Russia giggled and skipped after America, attempting to keep up with long strides, though he didn't really like running much. He held his pipe to his chest and began to run, or rather, jog, anyway, trying to keep up with the American.
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