PPPPAAAAAASSSSSSSTTTTAAAAA~V2 a Hetalia role play

[lightscales]

Norway didn't move from his spot. He felt like a fool, sitting in the middle of the isle sobbing like a fool. His hair was in his face and he couldn't see past a few feet.

[Vivid]

Spain broke off from his stare-down with Russia and Latvia, and he went over to Norway. He didn't know what to say, so he hugged Norway. "Es bueno, amigo." He rubbed his back, sitting next to him.

[Lenna]

France smiled a little at his companion's efforts to cheer him up. "About Denmark, you are right. He was one to smile and be happy, and spread the cheer to those around him." he said, his tone meloncholy. "Merci, mon ami."

New Zealand grinned and nodded, walking behind him to examine his second wound. "I'm glad. This bandage will cover a good bot of your torso, so it can't be too tight either." She positioned the bandage and tapped one end in place, then began walking around him with the bandage roll in hand, wrapping around his torso securely, until the length of the wound was covered. She taped it off with a small smile, feeling relieved that the large wounds were better protected from infection.

[lightscales]

Norway looked up, eyes blurry with tears. "it's not good though." he muttered angrily.

[Vivid]

Australia looked at his sister. "Are we already to go, mate? Look at some otters?!" He asked excitedly.

Spain shook his head. "It's whatever you make it out to be. Think happy thoughts about how he's happier and maybe he's watching and it angry with us for not celebrating? In Argentina, you keep your granparents in your living room," he said, trying to cheer up Norway, "for a couple of days one their dead to celebrate their life. But, mourning isn't allowed." He shrugged. "Maybe those Argentinians have something right, there, no? What if the dead want us to celebrate, not be sad, because they lived a life at all." He gave him an encouraging smile.

[pond]

Kate stared at Matthew. "I've played hockey before though I'm not too good at it..." She admitted a bit sadly.

[lightscales]

"your right. Denmark would have smacked us for being so stupid." he looked up and blinked away the tears "he would want us to celebrate his life, not mourn his death. He would want us to remember him as the beer obsessed former Viking that he was- is." he said, smiling sadly.

[Vivid]

Spain laughed, happy to see someone getting better, not worse. He nodded and stood up, holding out a hand for him to take and stand up with. "Maybe, or maybe he's mellowed since he's died." He smiled and wondered how odd a mellow Denmark would be.

Tennessee shook her head. "We don't play it much," She admitted to Kate.

[Ploegy]

Finland whined softly. "Su-san can we please get out of here. I don't want to be anywhere near Russia at all," He told him softly.

Michigan smiled toward her. "Thanks," He mumbled softly as he felt a bit stiff, but he ignored it.

[pappuppy]

Fiji kept walking, only at a slower pace now. She was lucky that she wasnt claustraphobic, otherwise she'd be in big trouble right now. She felt the darkness grow, almost become a completely different, and very real entitee in itself. She stared around as she heard the voices and she paused in her walking as she was surrounded. These things did not cause her to feel fearful. Her people had been possessed before, and she had removed curses, but what worried her the most was that there were so many. It would take her longer than she had expected. She glanced about, and the voices echoed in her ear drums, the smell of blood filled her nose and she confirmed that these spirits were definitly evil. Though the scent caused an alarm to go off in her head, whirring and demanding that she go back, but she wouldn't. She would finish her job. She glanced at them and said evenly, her voice deeper, mature,"You have no idea how many times I've done this. Now.... Would you like this job to messy? Or clean?" Meaning she'd either fight them, or cleanse America with a simple chant.