Hetalia High!!

[Alfred F. Jones]

(It's okay. ;-; I now love this guy so it's worth it. xDDD)

France rolled his eyes a little at England's teasing. "Well, you don't have to tell me that," he jabbed, then hummed. "That's true... I suppose I'll just have to be more careful." He, unlike England, seemed to take this little challenge very seriously. He was confident in his ability, and he supposed he'd be damned if he couldn't manage to get the other under his spell by the end of the school year. He laughed a bit at the teasing, gently brushing England's hand aside. "I know, I know~ I do it all the time, but so do you," he joked, then glanced over at Prussia curiously. To be honest, he was tempted now to go and prank his friend somehow, but he decided that when the albino got his revenge, it would likely start an all-out pranking war between the BTT for the remainder of the school year while they were in the dorm, which he would certainly resent. He blinked in surprise when the other suddenly swore and began ranting. "Well... There's the library... And there's always that one place that other people don't know about, but I'm pretty sure this school's been completely mapped out already, so good luck with finding that," he mused, ruffling England's hair. "I don't know if you'll want to come to my dorm to read... It'll probably be pretty noisy unless it's time to sleep," he added as he withdrew his hand.

(Ah... I'm actually not sure if we're accepting at this point... Before, it said that this forum wasn't accepting, but I don't know now... >.<)

[Koujaku;]

((This RP moves a bit too fast for me to keep up with, sorry. I have had a lot of fun, but I think I'll leave.))

[+Reckless+]

(aw box.... I quite understand.)


Prussia continued to play his imaginary instrument, eyes closed. He was bored out of his mind at the moment and had nothing else better to do. He started to hum the guitar line, tapping his foot to the drum. The albino was quite musically gifted, having once been in a band even.

[Arthur Κirkland]

((Ikr? e w e I love him too~ >w<))

Arthur laughed once at France's remark. Of course he hadn't, but he'd felt the need to anyhow. Such was his nature. However, the Frenchman's next response caught him off guard. He'd expected some kind of retort, or maybe even a flirtatious line, but instead Francis had sounded rather... Serious. Was he really going to attempt to make England like him? In all honesty, he'd figured that it was merely France's pride and reputation making him spout false promises, or just a game for the moment-- something to be forgotten in a day or so. But perhaps the other wasn't merely jesting, and really was set on making the Briton want him. Does that mean he's going to be nice to me from now on..? I highly doubt he could manage that with me. He can put on false smiles and a gentle tone to those he plans to seduce, but they're acquaintances, or at least those he likes. I on the other hand... His thoughts trailed off as he remembered he hadn't yet responded. "Careful? What, so you're really going to try a go at me, then? I thought you were playing around..." He admitted, looking about as confused as he sounded. What had he gotten himself into? As France spoke again, he found a small smile. "I guess we're both equally guilty of that, then, hm?" He mused, only to gain a thoughtful expression a moment later. "Yes, that's a usual choice, though I don't always like to sit while I read... Especially if it's a lengthy book." He murmered, looking up at the other momentarily. There he'd gone touching his hair again, though he decided to just let it go this time around. "I could always find a spot outside. Problem is, if it rains, or when it gets cold... It won't be too inviting a reading area." He had considered France's suggestion, though what the blonde had said was exactly what he'd feared. "I would, but I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to focus with you three gabbing away. Especially Prussia... He's so loud." He remarked, glancing over at said albino as he did so.

((I just realized I've had really long posts for most every response on this RP xD))

[+Reckless+]

(yes their quite nice XD)

Prussia had looked over and waved cheerfully. He had taught himself to read lips and frowned a little. He wasn't always thay noisey! "i'm not that loud if I want to be quiet!" he called, shutting off the music for the breif moment to speak before turning it back on.

[Alfred F. Jones]

(Aw, all right... Q~Q Bye...)

(Pfft... This guy was made for yaoi songs, I swear. xP)

France raised a brow quietly at the other's silence; he must've gone and gotten lost in thought again. It was pretty characteristic of the Brit to do so, and sometimes it really did irk the Frenchman, merely for the reason he couldn't hear what he was thinking about. He supposed he'd probably never ask, though, and if he did England wouldn't tell him; he knew this. Arthur never told anyone anything that had potential to embarrass him, or anything that was even minutely personal. If there was one thing Francis understood about the Englishman, it was that Arthur was afraid of trusting anyone because he didn't want to get hurt. He sighed softly, smiling with slight disbelief at the other. "Oui, didn't I already tell you that? You really don't know when to take me seriously, do you?" The other's comment earned a nod in reply from him, then scoffed. "If you get tired of sitting, then maybe it would be time to set the book down and let your eyes take a break... Reading is only good for you in certain dosages," he teased. "You might become cross-eyed if you read too much, and it'd be a shame to ruin those pretty eyes of yours." He'd said the compliment so casually it seemed as if it had been said as naturally as the usual teases and jabs he aimed at the others, and in a way, it was; flirting was natural to him. He then laughed at the other's words about his albino friend. "Well, he's only loud when he isn't listening to that music of his... But if he decides to make sure the rest of the world should hear that music, or when he'd rather talk, then he's noisy," he admitted, then grimaced when Prussia called over to them; apparently he'd somehow heard Arthur... He himself didn't mind his friend's volume; in fact, he enjoyed it at times. Whenever he was stressed about something, the obnoxiousness of his friend had a very strange way of distracting him from his problems. "But, with he, Spain, and myself, I doubt you'd have any peace at all before 10 o'clock."

(Yeah. >_> They're like, intimidating. Then I feel like I have to write a freakin' chapter book in reply. xDDDD But I like your righting.)

[+Reckless+]

Prussia smiled, still being nosey and reading their lips as the pair spoke. It was quite interesting really. He stood with a small smile and shut his music off, letting the headphones slide to their usual place around his neck as he sauntered over. " If it makes you feel better I shall tone down my awsome so you can concentrate better, alright?" he offered jokingly, plopping into a chair next to France.


(psh if i write more than three lines i feel acomplished X3)

[Arthur Κirkland]

((That's exactly what I thought when listening to them xD))

Arthur found himself shrugging, as it wasn't the easiest thing for him to discern between France's attempts at messing with him, and his serious moments. At least, when it came to the subject of topic. Plus, again, with all their bickering and fighting, he thought the task that Francis had made for himself was too difficult to follow through with. Arthur had an issue trusting anyone, as even his family disliked him. He had a very small number of true friends, aside from his mythical creatures. But he could only discuss with them in private; otherwise, everyone called him crazy and made fun of his 'hallucinations'. It hurt when they did that, just another reason for his lack of trust, and failure to open up to anyone. "You can't blame me... You joke around a lot about things like this. I figured it was another game of yours." He responded, his hand absently pulling at the end of his dress shirt, a bit of it sticking out from beneath his blazer. "Well if you didn't know already, I'm the type of person who prefers to read a book to the end in one go. Of course, I take a short break for tea sometimes... But otherwise, I don't need to put the book down until I finish the last page." He told the other, figuring that France might have already guessed that, but it never hurt to explain. However, the Frenchman's next reply made his gaze break away from that of the other's near-immediately. That had most definitely been a compliment, and one that had made that ever so bothersome blush return to his pale cheeks. "D-don't say that... My eyes are ordinary; just green." He tried to deny France's words. Luckily for him he'd gained a distraction, what with Prussia calling over as he had. It surprised him really, that he had heard him somehow. "Sure, Prussia... I believe you." He called back sarcastically, chuckling a little before resuming conversation with Francis. "Then I may only be in there at ten or later... Unless I somehow pick up an affinity for you three and your volume and rowdiness, which I highly doubt..." He concluded, though he still refused to look France in the eye after the whole compliment thing. He wasn't used to it from Francis, behavior like that, so he hadn't even known how to respond correctly. He'd done what he usually did; blew it off. He was thankful, however, for Prussia's presence currently. It was keeping him from having to look at France, whereas now he had the option of directing his gaze onto Gilbert, which he opted to in a flash as soon as he was near them. "Oh really now? Is that even remotely possible for you, because I can't say I know anyone nearly as awesome as you." He couldn't help but tease the albino, though it was in good humor. "Even at your lowest level of awesome, I'd say you'd still be too distracting." He added with a chuckle.

((Awww, I'm sorry! >.< I'm just trying to get over my WB with Iggy here... It seems to be helping e w e And thanks! Q u Q Yours is nice too! It's really hard to find people to RP with that actually write nicely -_-))

[+Reckless+]

(I agree. -shot-)

Prussia grinned and propped his chin on his hand, chuckling. "kessese.... you couldn't be more right, my awsome can be hard to handle." he admitted in a hopeless sort of shrug, although the cocky grin remained plastered across his pale face. " But eh, if all you need is a quiet place to read, I recommend a pair of these." he tapped the large headphones around his neck. " block out extra sound great. Just play some soothing music and everything else is gone." he said, mostly to himself in an uncharacteristic soft voice.

[Alfred F. Jones]

(Yeah. x3 I really like this guy. xDDD Especially Super Psycho Love. ♥3♥ And Joystick. "Okay, just plug the dang thing in already." I DIED. And my mom was liek: "=3= Guuuurl, whut'chu watchin'?" and I was all: "eWe NUFFIN'.")

(OHMYJESUSYOUWRITEALOTBUTILOVEIT)

Francis nodded in reply to Arthur's words; it was true, he often did joke about those things, though there were some times when he was serious about it. Well, actually, most of the time he was serious, but when England was within earshot it was generally a jest. He sighed softly at England's words. "I don't see why you do that... Wouldn't you rather be with other people, or take a walk or something?" he asked, frowning a bit. Perhaps England's reading habits were slightly unhealthy. The other's reaction to his compliment made him smile, though, and he hummed. He opened his mouth to reply, but Prussia had interrupted them. He glanced from Arthur to Gilbert quietly for a moment, and was surprised to hear that England seemed to be teasing the Prussian as casually as he and Spain did. It wasn't unwelcomed, though, and he smiled a bit as Prussia even suggested a way to block out noise. He couldn't really imagine England trying on one of those large earphones as he was now. Centuries ago, during his pirate raiding days, perhaps, but those were long gone and such technology didn't exist in those days. Now, he was just a stuffy "gentleman" who spend days on end reading some ridiculously long book, which would probably be about romance... It made him wonder if England had read "50 Shades of Grey" yet. He'd have to ask him later.