Blood on a White Flag- A Hetalia/ War of the Worlds RP

[Splashique-]

"Oh, Mon ami, I didn't intend.for it to actually hurt you..." France winced slightly.

[Yellow.]

"It's fine. I should have warned you about it earlier. Do I look anymore like... him? Or are my eyes just blue?" He asked, slightly afraid of the answer. He looked around to find an ice pack for their bruises.

[Splashique-]

France looked back at him. "Your eyes are green again, Mon ami!"

[Yellow.]

"Seemed like he actually listened to me. Good. He went back near the coffee machine and saw a small fridge there. "Ah, Ice packs! Here, hold it to the back of your head for about 5 minutes. I think we should just stay here and rest. I don't think we're going to be going anywhere for a while. Norway and I are still exhausted from that spell..." England said, resting against the wall.

[Splashique-]

France nodded lightly, and put the ice pack on the back of his head. "Thank you."

[Yellow.]

"No problem..." He muttered, leaning back against the wall. He held his own ice pack up to his cheek and closed his eyes. "If I had known this meeting would turn out like this..." He groaned.

[Splashique-]

"Apologies." He smiled weakly and sighed. "You couldn't have known. By the way, back there when we were fighting that thing, thanks for saving my tail. If I had gotten slashed again..."

[Yellow.]

England blinked at France. 'He says thank you a lot...' "It's not a problem. I don't think there's anything else I could have done."

[Splashique-]

"Except stand behind me, run off, faint..." He laughed quietly.

[Sake]

(Sorry, fell asleep.)

"I know..." Austria grumbled and let out a small huff, stretching up with his right hand for the first branch. He managed to curl his fingers around it and started to pull, but paused to let Prussia get up above him. He glanced at Prussia expectantly and pushed at his glasses with his left hand.