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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on Feb 24, 2013 15:33:01 GMT -5
"spe'ak for zour self poivrot we have ze ladies~" ;>
boozer/drunkard
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Apr 10, 2013 16:15:54 GMT -5
Prussia was about to make a 'smart' remark about France's comment, but then noticed the little bear on France's lap... and-didit-just... smile?! o__o
Getting up he slyly backed away to sit on the chairopposite from the couch. Hopeing that they would think of his actions were due to France's comment and less about the thing on France's lap. ;~;
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Post by Antonio Fernandez Carriedo on Apr 11, 2013 8:27:52 GMT -5
"What's wrong Gil, scared you're 'awesomeness' can't compete with us?" He laughed.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Apr 19, 2013 13:53:34 GMT -5
"Vhat?" Prussia asked in a daze, now distracted out of his awesome emo state. "Z'ou question mein Awesomeness now?" >B]
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Post by Laramie L. Williams on May 17, 2013 14:38:54 GMT -5
Lune hopped to Antonio's other shoulder and tilted his head as if to question why Gilbert moved. Meanwhile, Zima paid no mind to the prussian man, prefering to remain where he was.
"Le déjeuner est terminé..." Laramie peeked back into the room. He didn't want to interrupt the three friends, but also didn't want the food to get cold.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jan 8, 2014 12:43:06 GMT -5
(I think it's colder here then up in the great Canadian Northern Woods ;.; ) Prussia had his big ol'parka zipped all the way up to his nose and the hood up and over the big German wool hat. And with that clothing and the additional scarf, sweatshirt, long sleeved shirt, thermal long sleeved shirt and pants, and overalls; he felt like he was still freezing a valuable part of himself off as he knocked on the Canadian's door.
When the nation of Prussia was still around they had their fair share of harsh cold winters, he grew up with them the same way as Russian; besides the fact that he Lived with the Russian for awhile. Yet, after a rather unfortunate little battle he had with Russian when he was young, he has found that he could never quite stand the cold as much as he could before that time. And as he grows older the cold sets into his bones even more.
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Post by Laramie L. Williams on Apr 25, 2014 11:38:52 GMT -5
(Oui, it was~ *was visiting family around that time* You know you wanna be Canadian... >] )
Half awake, Ottawa slowly shuffled to the door with his glasses still on top his head. He had been up a bit late with work, plus he had to help Quebec with some things here and there. Zima, who wanted to be fed soon, followed along just to humor his tired canadian owner. "Oui? Que est-il?" He asked as he opened the door slightly, while trying to politely stifle a yawn. "Ah...Monsieur Prusse, avez-vous besoin de quelque chose?"
*what is it **did you need something
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on May 4, 2014 23:17:00 GMT -5
"Oi. Hey Lar." Prussia said as he walked into the house. Not bothering to wait for the Canadian to invite him in.
"It's too saukalt out here... I think my Awesomeness froze something z'hat he v'ill need. =^= Anyvay, got any food?"
*'darn' cold
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Post by Laramie L. Williams on May 17, 2014 10:56:20 GMT -5
"Je pense que c'est très agréable aujourd'hui, en fait.. =w =" Ottawa commented, closing the door. He considered this a nice spring-like day, but that was just how he was. Compared to some other 'cold' countries... "Que? Tu as fait tout ce chemin juste pour nourriture? Comment idiot..." He tried not to laugh as he adjusted his glasses. "Eh bien, je pourrais faire des gaufres, si vous voulez un peu."
*I think it's quite pleasant/nice today, actually **You came all this way just for food? How silly ***Well, I could make waffles, if you want some
(Yep, Lar speaks almost entirely in French early in the day and gradually speaks more and more English as the day goes on. I was bored and certain evil people thought it'd be quirky/cute. *goes back to being Dalek'd by life*)
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Post by Laramie L. Williams on Jul 29, 2015 18:03:50 GMT -5
(New day for whoever wish to randomly appear and visit) "Sol, my petite ami, please come down from there. It's not safe..." The Canadian tried to persuade the ferret on his ceiling fan while Lune and Zima watched. Having managed to find Lune's twin brother again almost a year ago, Ottawa tried his best to help the young ferret adjust to being around others but Sol still had his moments.
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