APH RP (Hetalia Club members Look here!)

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary smiled and gave a weak nod. "Yeah." She simply said before slipping her shirt back on. It was still pretty sore, but was definately feeling better. She moved it slightly. Well, ow, but it didn't hurt as much. She then looked back at him. "Do I need to treat you now~?" She asked teasingly with a grin. Hey, if he needed to be treated, she'd do so without a problem. She couldn't help but look at the floor, seeing a trail of blood leading to the back door. She gave a small shiver and paled slightly. "I didn't know I was bleeding THAT bad. I mean, I knew I was in a bad condition, but that seems like a ittle much."

[Lore-heika]

Prussia took a seat, leaning back and readjusting his injured leg upon the coffee table. "Treat me? Hell no- the Awesome Me is fine! I'm too awesome NOT to be fine!" Well, unless you plan on treating me in different way~... Obviously, for the sake of not getting a pan to the head, he refrained from saying that aloud. Clearing his throat, the albino's gaze drifted to the blood trail on the floor. "Nah, it was pretty bad. You were bleeding your effin' life out, getting dragged away by that &@$!@%#... it freaked the crap out of me."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a small "Oh" and looked at the blood trail again. All she had really remembered was being shot in the stomach, gravel, and then seeing the warehouse. She didn't remember anything else. "I don't really remember that happening... But it sounds like it did. I'm glad I got away from that gang though. Thought I'd actually get killed or something." She looked down at her stomach, having it twinge slightly. She frowned before draping an arm over it. "In truth, I only felt the beginning of the bullet penetrating me, then I just felt weak and fell to the ground, unable to do anything..." She gave a sigh, looking at Prussia again. "I'm sorry for scaring at you though... I should've been stronger and fought back, not just sat there. I was just so scared and was afraid if I was hurt, you'd be killed. I didn't want that happening, so I just stood by..." She hadn't noticed, but a few stray tears fell from her eyes.

[Lore-heika]

At her last comment, Prussa's expression softened, and he found himself reaching out to gently wipe the tears from her eyes with his left hand. "Ah, enough about my pain! I'm too awesome to die, so... Take that!" He gave a light fist-pump into the air. "We've socked this thing in the @$$- I'm just ready to end it all and get the #*%@ back home. Just lemme know when you're up to leaving again." He yawned, stretching his leg a bit with a wince- ah, right, it was injured. Curses. "Argh, but my car's still at the monument..."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a small smile. He was right- even if he didn't exactly say it, she just needed to stop worrying and know that he was safe. She leaned into his hand, finding a sudden comfort in it. "We can go home now if you would like. I don't really care. We can rest a little bit longer as well." She gave a long exhale of air before leaning her head back and closing her eyes. She felt rather tired- after all, it had been a long day and she had lost a lot of blood. She cringed though as her stomach gave a small growl of hunger. Okay, so if she was hungry and still hurt, it would hurt like hell. Wonderful.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia shrugged his shoulders, trying to free all stiffness from his body in the injured areas. "Well yeah, I'll leave whenever, but you're ten times worse than I am. You might just wanna laze around for another few hours." He thought for a moment on the matter before standing. "I'm gonna shower though, so just... Do whatever for a while, I guess. Dunno what you'd want to do about the dead guys in your bedroom, but..." Maybe it would be best to notify the officials on the matter. Didn't want to be charged for murder, after all. He yawned loudly and began limping slowly toward the hallway again. He felt bloody and sweaty- quite frankly, this wasn't his favorite feeling.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary nodded and looked around the room. Well... She WAS hungry, so it might be best to make something. She managed to sit herself in the wheelchair again and rolled into the kitchen. She thought for a little, then guessed it might be nice to make Gulyàs soup. Soup was always good when you needed to heal up, right? But... Her head was only slightly above the stove... Crap, she'd need to stand. She shakily got from her wheelchair and held onto the stove, heading for the pantry. She got the ingredients and made her way back to the stove. She then found a pot and filled it with water. She turned on the burner before collapsing on the floor, clutching her stomach.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia stepped into the shower, shutting the door behind him and wincing as the of water cascaded down his shin. Leaning up against the wall, he managed to get in all the way and sighed with relief, grabbing the shampoo bottle and lathering it up in his hair. Rinsing, he washed himself down with a bar of soap and let the water run down his body, spending a good ten minutes cleaning the wounds and peeling off the drenched bandages. Now to simply step out and redress the injuries. He turned off the water and stepped out, drying off with a towel. He hoped Hungary was holding up well enough in the other room... No, no, she could take care of herself. Shaking his head, he began to slip his clothes back on.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary continued to sit on the floor, still clutching her stomach. She put a hand to her mouth and coughed, and some scarlet went through her fingers. She groaned and managed to stand up, heading over to the sink. She washed off her hands before using the counter to get back to the stove. She pulled out a cutting board and a knife, quickly slicing the majority of the vegatables. She slid them into the pot then put in chicken broth. She grabbed a stirring spoon and mixed them all together before grabbing the chicken meat. She sliced it in squares and slid it in the pot as well. She ten put the top on it before heading over to the sink. She coughed more blood into the sink until the entire bottom of it was red. She washed it down before clinging to the counter so she didn't fall over.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia finished getting dressed before slinging the towel over his head, letting it dry as he walked back into the living room to grab the bandages from the coffee table. He glanced over, noticing the lack of Hungary on the couch. "... Hm." He proceeded to wrap the wound again, sticking a wad of gauze over the wound, as he had done with Hungary's. A brief clanging sounded from the kitchen- ah, so she was cooking. Wait... What? How could she be...? Letting put a sigh and an internal groan, he stood back up, grabbed the crutches, and made his way back into the kitchen. "Seriously? You shouldn't be cooking right now! I told you to forget housework when you're in this kind of condition." She needn't further strain herself...