This Is War- a Hetalia RP -{OFFICIALLY ENDED}-

[pappuppy]

Fiji.
The chopper landed roughly and I winced Gazing at Cananda worriedly. Then I quickly made him stand as I forced him out of the chopper, puting on a cold glare at anyone who saw me.
"Move it Maple Dork." I bark and shove him, trying to seal the deal despite the pain it put me trough to be so mean.
I shoved him forward, shuffling through the snow as I stifle a shiver, as it was far colder than usual and I was only wearing my tank top and my khakis.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(Ha, maple dork! I like it!)

Canada winced slightly at Fiji's insult; it was so unlike her. He glanced back at her briefly before staring straight ahead, letting her lead him towards Russia's house.

Costa Rica had finished her kitchen duties with Iceland and was heading back towards the bunker that served as her living quarters when she spotted Fiji, leading another boy along.
"Hi Fiji!" she called to her sister, rushing over before seeing the look on her face. It was crueler, harsher than usual...Rica knew something was wrong. "Who...who's that? What's going on, hermana?"

[pappuppy]

Fiji.

I see Costa Rica and flinch a little before I scoff and look away.
"Go back to your job Rica, I'm just taking care of this idiot, our newest addition..." I growl when I spot a Russian guard walking over.
Rica must've done something wrong by the looks of it, the way he walked over with a whip and raised it a her.
I release Cananda immediately and run over in front of my little sister as the whip came cracking down.
I grit my teeth and look up at the guard with a fierce growl, the whip ciled around my arm as I panted shakenly.
"Whatever she did, I'll pay." I announce darkly and sat up, wincing as the back of my shirt came up and revealed a small section of my back which was covered in scars and welts from the whippings that I took for Rica and received on my own.
I, for the moment, forgot about Canada, looking weak, but at the same time as dangerous as a mother tiger protecting her cub.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(Gah! What did Rica dooo? Poor Fiji...)

"FIJI!" Rica cried, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back from the guard, whom she flashed a look of pure hatred. At least, as much hatred as a girl her age could have. "Why would you take that for me? Whatever it was, it was my fault! Don't get yourself hurt because of me!"

(By the way, I won't be on for a few hours tonight...parent's anniversary! Yay them! )

[pappuppy]

Fiji.

I wince as Rica pulled me back, the Russian growling at me before he turned and stalked off. I wince and stand, my upper lip curled back as I growl at his disappearing figure.
I groan in pain and inspect my arm slightly at the new sore as it bled and stung horribly. Then I look back at Rica with dull, sad green eyes.
"It's okay... I won't let them touch you, and I'll make them understand that Rica.." I whisper and stroke her hair gently, knowing that Costa Rica had no idea why Fiji was fight so hard to protect her.
How Russia was already using her as a secret point of leverage towards Fiji.
I brush Costa Ricas hair back before I kiss her forehead.
"Now go back Rica... I need to take the Canadian to Señor Russia..." I tell her in a pained voice, it was obvious this was stressful for her.
And was sending her through the worst possible hell.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(*sniff* Aw, you're going to make me sad before going out to dinner!!! But that's okay- I applaud you for it!
I have a question: do you guys think Rica is too Mary-Sue-ish? I mean, she has her flaws, those being she gets scared too easily and cries too much, but still...)

"Okay, hermana...I'm sorry," Rica whispered back, feeling more guilty than she ever had in her life for being the reason Fiji was hurt. "If you want me to help you fix the sore later, I can..." she offered before turning and running, blinking tears out of her eyes.

Canada watched the little girl run off and turned to Fiji, talking as softly as he could.
"That was your sister, huh?" he assumed.

[pappuppy]

Fiji.

I frown a little at Costa Rica and nod a little to her, brushing her hair before she ran off. I watched her before I since wince and turn back to Cananda, beginning to lead him away again.
I wince at his question, my green eyes filled with pain and sadness.
"Sí..." I choke out, wheezing slightly,"C-Come on... Matt," I whisper, wanting to change the subject,"Let's go.."

[KumyaKuma]

|Surda|

"Eh, don't be sorry. I'm still alive, ain't I?! Wars 'ave always plagued my country, many I time have they. But thee past, is the past. You can't change the past, but ya can shape the future for a different ending." I let out a sigh, my eyes unfocusing as memories replayed in my head. "Although, I must admit....I do love fightin', I kinda do like war ta some extent. I'm crazy as ya can see," I nodded, looking in the distance as if I just said something completely normal.

[That cool, Zelda! I hope your parents stay married for very long! /My relatives are allowing me to use their computer; that's why I'm on right now XD]

[Zelda Prouvaire]

"Aren't we all?" Panem replied with a dry, short-lived laugh. "It's okay, eventually we just learn to live with our abnormalities...I speak from experience!" She put an hand on the girl's shoulder, all of the hostility shown towards a moment ago now absent. "If you ever need help, uh, sorting things out, you can talk to me."

(Should we time-skip, Athos? Cause I have no idea what to write next....)

[pappuppy]

Fiji.

I frown a little at Costa Rica and nod a little to her, brushing her hair before she ran off. I watched her before I since wince and turn back to Cananda, beginning to lead him away again.
I wince at his question, my green eyes filled with pain and sadness.
"Sí..." I choke out, wheezing slightly,"C-Come on... Matt," I whisper, wanting to change the subject,"Let's go.."