Aᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ: Tʜᴇ Pᴏʟᴀʀ Exᴘʀᴇss | Hᴇᴛᴀʟɪᴀ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ RP

[zombles]

Name: Ludwig Beilschmidt.
Nickname?: Lud, Luddy, Lutz, West.
Age: nine years old.
Accessories?: nope.
Short Bio: the younger brother of Gilbert, Ludwig somewhat believes there's a santa due to his elder brother conniving him. He's not religious or anything, but enjoys Christmas- mostly the spirit of it. He lives with his brother and his grandfather, and is in the dark about his parents.
Other:

[lukas_stop]

{{ Your ticket has been stamped welcome aboard Luddy }}

[zombles]

[ danke schön. :) ]

[bluebearr]

;; Lili Zwingli ;;
Lili pulled out a small rectangle from her pocket, a stamp with a crown on it. She had forgotten that she had put it there and smiled warmly. The girl heard the Frenchman's voice and she lifted her gaze up to the front of the carriage and at Francis curiously, before looking up at her brother, "Is it free...?" She said in a tone that barely reached above a soft whisper.

[lukas_stop]

Ｆｒａｎｃｉｓ Ｂｏｎｎｅｆｏｙ： Ｃｈｅｆ

"But of course!" Francis gave a light laugh "It's made fresh just for you"
Francis waved his arm towards the door, opening it as the dazzling performance of the workers began.

Cups flew eagerly across the car, as the waiters eagerly dazzled the children with their fast speeds. The hot chocolate machine went flying down the isle. Hot chocolate poured quickly from the nozzle and into the cups. The waiters tossed cups in front of the passengers, allowing for the hot chocolate to easily land perfectly into the cup.

The waiters flew across the car, collecting the empty cups. Making their way through the entrance way back to the kitchen car. Francis gave one last wink as he turned and walked through the door, closing it on his way out.

{{ I literally have no idea how to describe the hot chocolate performance so i'm just going to leave this here... }}

[//Kitty cat]

((GEEEEEEEIIIIH!
Anybody open for me chars?))

[Azh]

(Finland is hiding in the train. If you can find him, he's open.)

Batch looked over at his sister, and then gave Francis a glare as he inspected the hot chocolate set before him. He didn't trust that man... but soon he tasted it and then smiled. It was good.