gαкυεη нεтαℓια {Closed!}

[.Yin.]

Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Luna

As the Austrian talked Arthur became aware that he had not a clue as to where he was. Great. Though he wouldn't let anyone know of course. He looked uncomfortable for a second with this though quickly forced a smile. That should keep suspension at rest. Though the grin died as a familiar voice hit his ears. At Roderichs words he looked insulted. "Do I sound like a blasted girl to you?!" He snarled, flushing red. "I heard it as well. That was my sister, Jasmine. Though I do love a good song every now and then the girls bloody obsessed." He explained, folding his arms as he continued on. "Why, would you like to say hi to her?"

[trivium]

[ Ye, sounds fine with me. ^^ ]

;; Matt Williams ;; 2P!Canada ;;
Matt turned down a hallway, and heard a somewhat faint, but very melodic and pleasant voice echoing down it when he started walking. He blinked when he saw it was Katie, the person he'd been hoping to run into, and his apathetic expression shifted into a more happy one. But when she turned and started going the other direction, his smile faltered for a bit. "Katie?" The Canadian said, hands slipping down into this pockets. He also noticed that as soon as he came into sight, that the Oceanic country had stopped the singing. Maybe she was just self conscious of her singing, or something. Either way, he was just happy to see her if she didn't feel like talking.

;; Li Xiao Chung ;; Hong Kong ;;
Li set the wok off of the hot burner so that it could cool, and went back to sit on his bed while he did. He still had yet to know who his roommate was, and with that, he laid back on the red bedspread with a yawn, staring at the ceiling to wait while his lo mien cooled.

;; Ivan Braginsky ;; Russia ;;
Ivan nodded, keeping the seemingly sweet and innocent look. "Da, I am pleased to be rooming with another Superpower, like myself," The silver-haired Russian looked over to where the messy-headed American was gesturing to, and strode over to the bed, setting his bag down. He would unpack later. "So how have you been as of lately?" He said, not really seeming interested in the question at all as he walked over into the kitchen and peered into the fridge. "Huh, no vodka.." Ivan muttered to himself. He would have to go out and buy some later. "By the way, you need anything from the store, or whatever?" He called figuring to be nice at least for the moment, closing the fridge and shrugged off his coat to walk back over and toss it on his bed. Ivan kept his scarf on, however.

[katie;]

Katie instantly froze when she heard her name come from Matt, and her hands shook slightly in an unnoticeable fashion as she stood there, frozen in place. Well... it was now or never, and she would be able to figure out if he had heard her or not. Oh, and she would figure out if he liked her singing voice or not. She desperately hoped that he liked it, because if he didn't... well, she had no clue what she would do with herself. No, he'd never say something bad to me about that... would he? No, he wouldn't. Don't worry so much, Katie... just... be calm. And don't screw up - don't embarrass yourself in front of your crush, she thought, her stomach practically churning. Even though she was used to talking to him, over the summer she had managed to develop an even LARGER crush on the Canadian. It was so bad now that just seeing him or thinking about him made her want to blush and gave her a massive amount of violent butterflies.

Yeah, that bad.

With those thoughts, Katie took in a shaky breath and turned herself around, putting on her most convincing smile. "Hi, Matt. L-Long time no see, h-huh?" she said, mentally cursing at herself for stuttering so easily. Damn it! How come she had to be so shy and timid around him all of the time on the first day back? Every single summer vacation, her crush on him just seemed to grow even more, and she was too afraid to do anything because she thought for sure she would be rejected! And every single year when they came back to school, she would act odd around him, but then the next day, she was almost always perfectly fine and back to being her old self. The brunette put her hands behind her back in an attempt to hide the fact that they were shaking in a noticeable fashion by now. Curse you, teenage hormones!

[SakuRabbit]

▌Emil ▌Iceland ▌
Smells like food in there... Emil was walking towards his dorm, his school bag slung over his shoulder. When he got to the door he knocked once before opening the door. The sixteen year old stepped inside the door and saw who he assumed was his room mate laying on his bed. He walked over to his own and set his bag down on the floor. Emil wasn't sure what to say, he wasn't too great at the whole social thing.

[yatty]

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Roderich Edelstein [ Austria ]
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Roderich smiled sarcastically. "Sound like a girl? Well, yes if that's the way you put it." The musician was stone faced again, feeling quite achieved at the thought of getting under the englishman's skin with the reply. Truthfully Arthur did not literally sound like a girl, but he liked the idea of revenge for once. "A sister? I was never informed you had one," Roderich said, glancing to the brit's wiped clean face, he snarky grin vanished. The brunette looked surprised, then shook his head at the question, as he wasn't very sociable really. "No. It's just interesting to see someone else share my type of interest, especially music. Classical is my favorite. I'll introduce myself when I get the time, I already have one brit to deal with." He threw a posh sideways glance to Arthur, rolling his eyes. The Austrian combed his hand through his hair, straightening it out before continuing. "So where is this dormitory?" He murmured under his breath.

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Alfred F. Jones [ America ]
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The American threw a container of pink silly string onto the covers of his bed, looking to the innocent expression of the Russian as he plopped his duffel bag down onto the springy bed. That look drove him insane. "Yeah, same to you." He replied, letting his bomber jacket hand loose around his hips as he walked over to the dressers, throwing a pair of shorts into the storage boxes. Alfred's blue eyes grazed over to the cooling fridge, all that was left in there a few iced water bottles. The American clicked his tongue at the comment about Ivan's obsession with vodka, knowing the Russian loved the stuff. "Not really. I packed a ton of food. Want a piece of gum?" Alfred decided the same thing as Ivan, to try and be at least considerable to the coated student. He held out a wrapped piece, grinning his usual grin with his eyes bright. He noticed the tannish/white scarf encasing the taller's neck, as Ivan never took it off.

[.Yin.]

Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Luna

Arthur clenched his teeth at the comment. "I wasn't aware I had to inform you of who I was related to!" He snapped without hesitating. He proceeded to hunch over, mumbling what might be swears and insults under his breath. "Be happy that anyone can put up with you." came the sneer before coming to a hair, standing upright and laughing awkwardly. The rubbing of the back of his head completed the obvious thing that he was hiding something. "Why in such a rush?"

[SorrelleFinley]

(( I'm down, Uprise. :3 I also want her to actually interact with Roderich and Arthur. XD ))

Harper heard what Arthur had said about her as she passed, her face flushing quickly. She wanted to turn and tell him off--but knew she most likely wouldn't win... What with that other boy who would probably side with Arthur... She let out a heavy sigh and continued on her way. But some things caught her eye as she was passing... The boy'apurple eyes and long fingers. Surely he played some form of instrument... Guitar or violin, at the least...

[EllaAniMine]

((I'm back!! Everything went well!!))

"...maybe I wasn't loud enough..." Ella knocked on America's door again, a little louder. "Hello? Is someone in there? I don't mean to bother you, but... I'm kind of looking for someone."

[.Yin.]

Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Luna

Arthur couldn't help but notice his sister looking at the Austrian. A smirk crossed his face and he instantly dropped the nervous act and moved towards the girl. "Are you alright?" he wasn't about to accuse her of liking the man. No he wasn't like that. Though it didn't hurt to get under her skin at times.

[trivium]

;; Matt Williams ;; 2P!Canada ;;
"U-uh, yeah. It is nice to see you again, though." Matt nodded, taking a hand out of his pocket to scratch the back of his head awkwardly. "I was actually sort of hoping to bump into you," He said, his own cheeks sustaining a bit of a blush as well, although not nearly as much as hers. The Canadian waited for a minute or two, wondering if he should say what was on his mind. Thinking better of it - I mean, he wasn't very good at socializing, much less with Katie. He always felt strange around her, and oddly overprotective. If anyone said the slightest rude remark, or gave her a weird look, he would give them a sharp glare with his cold, dull violet eyes. "I mean, I wanted to ask you over the summer, but I guess I really never got around to it," Matt said, averting his eyes to look at the wall.

;; Li Xiao Chung ;; Hong Kong ;;
His dark brown gaze shifted over to the person who'd walked in, an eyebrow lifting when he vaguely recognized him. "Emil?" The Asian asked, sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed to get back up and go over to the wok and making a bowl for himself. "Want any?" He asked, looking back to the white-haired male, not giving him time to answer the question he already knew the answer to. Truthfully, he was happy to see him. Someone decent, at least, he thought to himself.

;; Ivan Braginsky ;; Russia ;;
The Russian turned to give him a slightly cautious look masked underneath the expression he knew drove Alfred up the wall. "Da, sure," He said, taking his dark brown gloves off and tossing them behind him on the bed with his long, tan coat and taking the stick of gum from him. He shelled the wrapper off and popped it into his mouth, chewing a few seconds later. "Spasibo, comrade Alfred!" He placed a hand on his shoulder again, then walked back over to his bed where he began taking clothes and such out of his bag - except there was a number of numerous other objects, such as his pipe, a bunch of sunflowers, and much to his delight, vodka. He had thought ahead to bring his own, and forgotten about it. Big, violet eyes traveled back to the blonde and he lifted his hand over to offer him one of the many bottles from his bag. It seemed like a bottomless bag, as there was a bunch of stuff concealed in it.