This Is War- a Hetalia RP -{OFFICIALLY ENDED}-

[NoisyBirds]

"Because he is safe now." Slovakia said softly, trying to comfort his freind. "He was always afraid while down here, now he has nothing to be afraid of. He is safe and happy and waiting up there for you." he said softly.

[Lenna]

Though his words were comforting, they almost made Poland feel worse at the same time as he remembered Lithuania's death. "B-But it should have been m-me." he whimpered, shaking his head a little. "R-Russia... wanted to take me, not L-Liet, but... but Liet... he was..." Poland trailed off, sitting up and wiping his eyes furiously with his slightly too-long shirtsleeve, trying not to cry, but quickly beginning to fail.

[NoisyBirds]

"Leit was willing to give his life for you, he would have wanted you to stay strong." Slovakia said, wiping away some of the you gets tears with a sleeve. "my country belives strongly in destiny. We can't change it no matter what we do, things happen for a reason."

[Lenna]

Poland curled up again, resting his chin on his knees, hugging his legs to his chest. He turned his head a little so that he could still see the Slovakian. "But i-it... it should have been me. I should be dead, not L-Liet." Poland said quietly, his voice shaky as he held back his tears as best he could, but one still dribbled down his cheek. He left it, didn't bother wiping it. He was too upset. How was it fair that Liet should die and not him?Russia hadn't been after Liet, but Liet had sacrificed himself for Poland, who doubted that his own life was worth more than his selfless, brave friend who had always stayed by his side. Poland would trade his own life for Liet's... For the Lithuanian to be alive and okay.

[Vivid]

Spain rubbed the woman's back and sighed. The woman burst out crying, but Spain didn't know what to do. So, he left her to come and invite the kid over. Sitting back down on the ottoman, his favored spot now, and beckoned the kid forward. The kid came and put his face into Spain's shoulder, muttering how he was scared. "France, how do you help these people?" he asked quietly, studying France's face.

[NoisyBirds]

Slovakia lifted polands chin so he was facing him. Giving him a stern look, he wiped away the tears and sighed "Obviously it shouldn't have been you. Leit was willing to die to keep you safe. Be grateful for that." he said softly.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(Wow, I am so sad just from reading what you guys posted last night...I feel like making Latvia all adorable!)

Latvia climbed quietly down the stairs, hoping not to disturb Poland and the other country, whose name he didn't know. He had tried to sleep, but it seemed impossible. His head was filled with so many thoughts that he just couldn't find rest. He crept up to the room where the two countries were conversing and cautiously poked his head in.
"P-Poland...I can't sleep...is it okay if I talk with you and...uh...?" he asked nervously, glancing back and forth from Poland to the other country, hoping they didn't send him away, or that the other country didn't think he was rude from not knowing his name.

[NoisyBirds]

"Slovakia." slovakia said to Latvia, scooting over on the couch so the small country had room "Would you lie me To make you some tea?" he offered

((Lol, I'm remembering the dream Lithy had and woke up screaming. I found it funny that the baltics woke up in order.))

[pappuppy]

Fiji walked back in with food and water, and she set it on the table. But she was also carrying something else. It was a coin of Spanish gold, and it was hung on a golden chain. The young woman looked over to the remaining Spaniards, and finally gazed at the child.
"Chico," She whispered in a gentle, motherly voice as she walked over to him and Espana,"Miro a mi." She whispered, trying to have him look at her,"Yo hago una cosa para tu, I have something for you." Her thicker spanish accent leaking through as she spoke and knelt down behind the child, opening the clasp on the necklaces chain.

[Vivid]

The kid looked at Fiji with hard eyes, suspiscious. He looked at it, and his eyes widened a bit, but he refused to take it. He leaned into Spain, still not having complete faith in Fiji.
Spain sighed and told him to trust her in Spanish. The kid shook his head, saying in rough English, "I thought I trust the man with the thick eyebrows ..."
Spain gasped and looked at Fiji, looking horrified.