gαкυεη нεтαℓια {Closed!}

[SorrelleFinley]

"Wha--oh, uh..." She flicked some colourful hair out of her eyes, "Yes, Arthur. I'm just fine, thank you... Just looking for a music room to practice, is all..." Harper couldn't help the glare that flashed in her eyes as she squirmed uncomfortably, trying to put a little more distance between herself and her older sibling. She tugged her sleeves over her hands, "Who's your boyfriend?" She hadn't meant to say that out loud, it just came out. She cursed herself in her mind angrily. "He looks a bit upper-class for you, brother." Harper emphasized the last word, filling it with venom and dislike.

[yatty]

( Oh yes sorry Sorrelle, I wasn't sure on to or not XD especially with Austria's personality )

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Roderich Edelstein [ Austria ]
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Roderich fixed his spectacles to Arthur, the light from the ceiling chandeliers bouncing off from the glass as he listened to the retorts. "Me?" He questioned, blinking as he made the supple movement to turn the corner, tracing his path on the school map. "In a rush? Well just walking around with you for a few minutes is making me a bit antsy to say the least." The raven haired student replied, looking over his notes as he strolled. "We are completely lost in this hopeless place," the Austrian confirmed to himself with a pointed hand, as they were on the other side of the university. "I thought you knew where we were headed, dummy. Excuse me? Do you know where the dormitories are, madam?" The Austrian's polished heels clacked to a halt a few ways away from Harper as Arthur moved to speak with her, the strawberry blonde student down the music wing. He looked positively confused as he walked into their conversation.

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Alfred F. Jones
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Alfred watched as the taller nation stood, digging through his large bag, trying not to glare at the cheerful face and grateful thank you from his roommate. "Woah, man. That's a lot of stuff. Are those sunflowers?" The silvery haired student seemed to brighten at the tremendous heaps of vodka. Alfred simply shook his head to the offering. "Nah, I'm good." Back home he wasn't allowed to drink in America, but Alfred knew the laws in Russia weren't as strict. "You can store them in the fridge for now." Alfred said, flopping onto his bed and knocking his backpack to the floor when he heard a brash knocking. "Dude, I think there's someone at the door," Alfred stated to Ivan, looking to the rapidly loud knock sounding from the door. "Yup! I'll get it, we have a visitor." The American's toothpaste white grin moved to the entranceway, bomber jacket still sporting the same large '50' on the back. "Hello! What may I help you with?" Alfred swung open the door once again, eyes shining as his glasses were sloppily resting along the end of his nose. "Sorry about the delay, that was my Russian roommate. Come say hi Ivan!" The American's icy blue eyes waved over the scarfed student.

[SakuRabbit]

▌Emil ▌Iceland ▌
Emil sat down on the edge of his bed, watching the other boy get up to go to the kitchen. He didn't remember his name, only that it was weird. "Yeah, sure," he mumbled and looked at the two boxes he had left on the floor next to his bed. He hadn't bothered with unpacking before classes this morning and decided he could put it off for at least another hour. He plopped back against the mattress and closed his eyes, relived to have some time almost to himself.

[katie;]

Katie's hands continued to shake until they suddenly stopped shaking, and instead it seemed to transfer to her knees which were now trembling like they would give out any second. Somehow managing to blush an even brighter shade of crimson, she stared at Matt and blinked in slight surprise. "O-Oh, you w-were...?" she asked quietly, sounding timid. She couldn't help it that every time she was around him on their first day back from summer break, she turned into a nervous, shy mess just from looking at him. Oh... Oh my awesome... He's blushing! Why is he blushing? the brunette thought, staring at him with her seemingly large, vibrantly colored sapphire blue eyes.

Teenage hormones really suck. Big-time. This was just pure torture for her.

The Oceanic country listened to Matt, and to say the least, she was beyond nervous and curious as to what he wanted to ask her. Was it...? No. No. There's no way he liked her like that... right? Yeah! Or at least, that's what she thought. Katie was under the impression that Matt didn't like her the way that she liked him, so in her mind, there was no hope of ending up as an item or whatever, and she didn't think he returned her feelings. Oh, how terribly mistaken she was. That's what she gets for being so dense when it comes to this kind of stuff. "U-Uh, okay... well... w-what did you want to ask m-me?" the brunette stuttered out, giving her best smile. Although, her legs were shaking so much now that it was highly noticeable. It was evident that she was beyond nervous right now, but hey - that's always the way she was around the Canadian on the first day back.

[EllaAniMine]

"O-oh... No, it's not that big a deal, I don't think I knocked loud enough the first time." Ella smiled nervously. "Um, I hate to bother you, but... I think you might have accidentally grabbed my notebook after one of our classes together." She nervously brushed through her hair with her fingers. She looked past Alfred to Ivan and smiled politely. "I'm just... I kinda need it."

[SorrelleFinley]

Harper glared at her brother once more and stepped around him, ending their conversation, "I've absolutely no idea where we are. Just looking for a room to work in..." She set her guitar against the wall, "And my name isn't 'madam'. I'm not a snob like Art, here. Now really, I should be on my way. After all, I'm not to be meddling in Art's affairs." She picked up her guitar again after rolling her shoulder to relax it, then turned and glared at Arthur once more, "I'll be on my way then. I know I'm interrupting something important to Art..." She began to walk off, still searching for a music room.

[Zoe-Underland]

username;; Zoe-Underland
country;; Underland
human name;; Zoe Beildschmidt
nickname(s);; Z, Underland, Witch.
age;; 16
gender;; Female
personality;;
She very much like her brother Gilbert, is an Albino. Why it is unknown, but she seem's to of taken alot after Gilbert, Instead of Germany.. As people have said. She is a Female version of Prussia.
Personality: She is not like Gilbert, Nor is she like Germany. She Is more like Canada. Quiet, unseen and often Ignored. The only person who has never ignored her was Russia, When he was younger though. She has not seen him for a long time. She can be outgoing at certain time's and helping out other's at time's. But she hate's being a Center of attention so she does try to hide.. But she does have a neat Factor to herself.. Which she did take of Germany.
history;; She prefers not to speak about it
crush;; Russia
boyfriend/girlfriend;; None
other;; Her brothers are Gilbert and Germany. She has a few more family members but refuses to mention them. She can use magic, much like England and Romania

[katie;]

(( Accepted! I'll add everything to the front page later X3 ))

[Zoe-Underland]

(Thank you :3)
Zoe glanced up at the school, her eyes widening as she took it all in. "Oh my gog. This is amazing" she said happily. A soft giggle leaving her mouth as she walked towards it, her back straight as she tried to hide in the shadows.

[.Yin.]

{ Sorry if I'm being a bother but I was wondering if Arthur could have a roommate? }

Arthur Kirkland
The United Kingdom of Great Britain
Gender;; Male // Age;; 23 // Crush;; Alfred

A bright blush stole over the mans usually pale face. "W-wot?! Boyfriend?! As if this idiot would have a chance with me! Not to mention I already have my eye on a certain lady, thank you very much." Damn it. Leave it up to Harper to embarrass the living daylights out of him. "Being a gentleman doesn't make me a snob. Though it does make me a better person than a rude little brat such as yourself." He was refusing to look at Roderich. His blush was slowly dying down as anger flashed in his green eyes. "My name isn't 'Art'. I'm not a subject that includes messy things like painting. My name is Arthur and you will address me as such."