APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[Lore-heika]

Prussia continued to struggle against the officer, but was soon dragged outside and toward another cat, well away from Hungary, viewed as his partner in crime at the moment. His expression saddened slightly at her downed expression, but fvoild do no more as he was shoved into the vehicle and had the door promptly slammed in his face during his escape attempt. Groaning, he bit his lip, now shouting at the top of his lungs. "#*%@ ya all! I'll ge' out! Ya can' make meh stay locke' up fore'er!" Giving the door a final kick- and shooting the officer the bird with a bound hand- the car began to move, and he was driven out in the first vehicle, on the way to the horrid hellhouse, undoubtedly.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary soon felt her car move and she gave a sigh, leaning back against her set. She glared at the officer through the metal-linking that separated them. Plus she wouldn't be able to get him anyways even if there wasn't a blockage. She huffed, her normal concious beginning to come back. Her head lolled to one side sleepily and she gave a small cough. No doubt she'd need to call Finland to bail them out... And then she'd have to tell him a-many truths. %#$@... This day was just getting worse and wrose. She'd have lots of problems later on with all of this, and Finland would probably get mad. &@#$ it...

[Lore-heika]

Prussia glanced upwards as the car suddenly stopped. Yep, here they were. Though, he had to admit, he hadn't been arrested in Finland yet. Germany, Poland, and Austria (thrice)? Yep. But not a Scandinavian. Shrugging, he was soon hauled out of the car, held onto firmly and roughly shoved forward toward the building. Opening the doors, the officer led him inside and sat him down, keeping him in watchful distance. He approached the Prussian nation, an eyebrow rising. "Albino, eh...? Alright, punk, what's your name?"
"... Frederick. Frederick von Bosch." His typical cover name. "Her na'e ba' there's Catherine Vierstein." His slurs were beginning to die down now, a sleepy feeling overwhelming him. He smirked drowsily, grunting, before spitting in the officer's face, snickering.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary looked sleepily at Prussia, then up at the officer. She smirked and nodded. "Jus' call me Kate, though... I li'e it shor'ened." She let her head slowly go to the side again, becoming increasingly tired. She was soon laying sideways, her eyes closed as she tried to fall asleep. She was roughly yanked back up, earning a grunt. She looked up at the officer. "Hey... Can'' ya le' a woman sleep? I'm really ti'ed..." She let her eyes slip closed again, but jumped as the officer yelled. Yeah... She couldn't sleep with him around.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia narrowed his eyes distastefully at the officers as they started to tell, though soon whistled and rolled his eyes. "Look, ya gonna put us in the dlsmmer or not, you moronic excuses for-" He was soon pulled up by the collar, one of the officers snorting slightly.
"Not another word, von Bosch. You'll get there soon enough." Right now, they were undoubtedly checking the police records on either one of them. Prussia's came up on the screen, and a woman at the computer read the file. "Von Bosch, Frederick. German engineer... Arrested five times in three other countries for public intoxication, assault against an officer, breaking and entering, and sexual harrassment, as well as a few combinations of those at once." She paused, typing in Hungary's cover name. "Catherine Vierstein... A Luxembourgian bartender and stage dancer...?" Her eyes fell on Hungary. "And a five-foot-eight blond." Prussia mentally smacked himself. Okay, so maybe making her cover name the same as the name of an old one-nighter of his WASN'T the best idea...

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary made a noise. Crap... What to do now? Clearly she had a Ungarian accent, was shorter than five-eight, had brown hair, and definately hadn't commited any of those offeses. "Ah... Now I remember." She said. "That is my step-brother's ex-wife. She kept the last name, but was a dastardly woman. They divorced for good reason. She just had my same name, so I've always gone by Kate. This is the first time I've commited an offense to society." Okay, that hadn't exactly been the best story ever, but she at least came up with something decent.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia let an eyebrow rise. Was that truly the best story to- "I see..." The woman sighed, clearly expressing her lack of belief of such a story, but at this point, these two just needed some time in the slammer for a bit. An officer approached, yanking Prussia up and dragging him out into a back room, inside which was a hall of prison blocks. God, they looked so unwelcoming... But this would not be the first time. He could survive this. He was soon thrown into a cell by himself, apart from an old guy in his sixties over in the corner asleep.

[::madlyhazel]

Ungary was just as well led down the hall with the long line of prison cells, one after another. Please be separated male from female... It seemed her wish was not true, and she was placed in a cell with a near-middle-aged man, who immdiately awoke as the cell was opened. Sometimes she hated foreign countries and their odd ways. She scooted against the wall, watching the guy warily. He simply sighed and lay back down, not bothering with her. At least this guy had common sense. She brought her knees to her chest and let out a deep sigh and well. She looked at the bars, a lonely feel in her. She had only been in a modern prison once, but that was a very long time ago.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia sighed, leaning back against the wall and rubbing his wrists, which had been unbound in the locking-up process. Well, this certainly sucked. Ugh, and the hangover was beginning to settle in again... He kneaded his throbbing head, giving a low groan before peering through the bars and along the line of imprisonment areas. "Oi! Kate... where are ya?" This just... Wouldn't end well. And they would have to call Finland, and... He sighed.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary sligtly heard Prussia' voice and perked up slightly, though otherwise just seemed to have a dampered mood. "Over here, Fred." She called back, though gave a subtle smirk as she said "Fred". Seeing Prussia with that name now amused her quite a bit. "Looks like we got into big $#*! this time, eh? Drinking never turns out good fo me anyways. It always seemed to for that awful woman with my name." She was only trying to go along with their story, but clearly, by her expression, wasn't too interested in any of this. An officer walked by her cell, looking down at her with warning in his eyes before he strut off. Looked like talking wasn't exactly approved of around here. Oh well, she was still talking.