APH Roleplay (Hetalia Club Members)

[Lore-heika]

Prussia remained mostly oblivious to her bleeding, though did notice get cringe slightly and let an eyebrow rise. "... everything okay? You seem sorta... Off." He shrugged it off, however, as the waiter came to take their orders. "Yeah, I want... Uh, that thing," he said, pointing to his object of choice on the menu. "And she'll have the tomato soup thing." He pointed to the other item. The waiter nodded.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a quick nod and smiled. "Y-yeah! I'm just fine! Some wound are just acting up, that's all. Othing too extreme!" She gave a small, nervous laugh before looking back down at her stomach again. No! Stop bleeding! It was hurting really bad too... She gave a groan and looked back at Prussia. "Well... Let's just say I'm bleeding and it hurts really bad. But I can handle it."

[Lore-heika]

Bleeding and painful... He groaned inwardly, rolling his eyes. "Can't you at least go back to the bathroom and clean it up some? I know you don't want me involved or whatever, but you can't just bleed all over the #*%@ing floor. And if anyone sees you bleeding, they'll get freaked, and we'll start a whole new problem with civilian life knowing we're nations." He peered over at her, sighing. "Can you at least let me see it? I'm not gonna freak or anything."

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary gave a small frown before sighing and nodding. She leaned out a little to show Prussia the growing red splotch on her shirt, then lifted it up. She looked down as well. The rest of the bandages covering the wound were now red, and all the old blood had been covered up. She winced once more before looking back up at Prussia. "How am I gonna make it to the bathroom though? Someone might see me with such a large red spot on my stomach and freak."

[Lore-heika]

Hrm... That WAS a slight issue. "Um... Here." He threw his jacket at her. "Put this on and... dont let it touch the wound. I don't want you bleeding all over my clothes." His lip auitkee in a tiny smile before motioningfor her to go. "Go clean it up before I follow you in there." That's certainly be a predicament. Prussia following her into the womens' restroom? Not the best idea, in public anyway. Musn't get questioned by Danish people.

[::madlyhazel]

Hungary nodded and put the jacket on, though made sure it didn't get too near the bloody patch. She stood up and headed for the bathroom. She finally found it after searching for a little and headed inside. Good, no one else was in there. She quickly took her shirt off as well as the jacket and unwrapped the bandages. God... The wound certaintly didn't look pretty. She wetted down a bunch of paper towels and carefully dabbed around the wound, continuously wincing.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia whistled to himself boredly, nodding at the waiter as he delivered their food. Now to simply wait for his betrothed and eat. Eventually, even waiting couldn't curb his boredom. What to do, what to do...? His eyes fell on the fork and he couldn't help but smirk. Snickering to himself, he grabbed the fork and an olive off the top of his sandwich. He balanced the olive on the flat end of the fork, bent it back, took aim, and let go, watching the olive fling into the air and hit a poor Danish man in the back of the head. The man turned around, eyes darting this way and that before falling on Prussia, who was too busy "kesesese~"ing to notice the man stand, approaching the table and yelling at him in Danish.

[::madlyhazel]

She finally managed to clean up a majority of the blood around the wound with about five paper towels before beginning to clean the actual wound. Only, she heard the door open. Her head flipped around, seeing a horrified woman in the doorway. Hungary's eyes widened and she tried to cover up the wounds, but the woman just screamed and slammed the door shut. Oh, wonderful. Now she'd surely get employees trying to see what was going on. She tried to grab her shirt and slip it back on, but the door just opened again. Two female employees stared at her, then her wound. Oh, $#*!.

[Katgirl75]

"Oh..that.." Russia wasn't really happy to relieve that partivular moment, but he understood what New Zealand was talking about. "You can apologize to him at the meeting." He suggeseted, though maybe he'd just yell. It was worth a shot though..

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"We should go check out that building." Ohio suggested, pointing to the building that people were randomly running to. Plus, she was interested to see what had happened there. "Dad's probably bein' a Hero or somethin' if he's over there." She gave a shrug, hoping Orion would agree.

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"Th't's g''d." Sweden praised, patting Sealand on the head. He looked at Finland, shrugging. "N' 'd''. W' pr'b'bly h'v' t' g' f'nd ' h't'l 'r s'm'th'ng.." Which was a suggestion. The room they were in was probably burned way to bad to actually fix at that moment.. and he was tired.

[Lore-heika]

Prussia's hands rose defensively, a slight shrug moving his shoulders and causing a brief pain in his shoulder wound. "Hey, man, I don't wanna cause any trouble. Actually, screw that, it's just too much fun." The man merely cursed him out in Danish a bit more as Prussia rolled his eyes. All of this over an olive? Jeez... A sudden hand shoved at his shoulder, and at that point, Prussia found himself standing, smirking cockily at the Dane. "Watch it, man. You're unmatched, like, insanely." However, this gut clearly didn't understand his German, and merely shoved again. Now Prussia, at this point, was getting a bit pissed off. Agh. He hoped Hungary was holding up okay.

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Finland nodded and took a glance out ahead. "I saw a few nations go that way. I guess we should that first." He nodded at Sweden, then at Sealand, before beginning to walk in that general direction, smiling contently. Everyone was safe, everything was peaceful once more, and even internationaly, things seemed pretty mellow. This was... Nice, for a change.