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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Sept 22, 2012 1:01:30 GMT -5
Austria continued to work on restoring his music sheet.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 1:02:38 GMT -5
Italia came into the room, picking up his broom. He then scurried off
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Post by Alfred F. Jones on Sept 22, 2012 1:12:39 GMT -5
He was stuck at this one part. What was that note? He sighed and got up to make himself some tea.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 9:09:32 GMT -5
Italia began cleaning again, humming the tune he had heard Austria play earlier tonhimself.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 9:13:30 GMT -5
Hungary was sweeping the porch, singing softly in Hungarian as she did.
The bull continued to chase him, determined to stab him with his horns.
"try me." Spain snarled.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 9:18:01 GMT -5
The man didn't glance back, trying to increase his pace, making a straight sprint for the treeline. Bull couldn't charge surrounded by trees and stuff, right?
Romano kept strugglingaround, screaming curses at him in Italian.
"I would have won already, but it's a bit unfair if you don't have a weapon yourself, isn't it?'
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 9:25:13 GMT -5
The bull skidded to a hault.
Spain whistled loudly.
The bull ran towards the whistle.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 10:17:57 GMT -5
Bull...Evil...Scary...Poor France. *pets France*)
The Frenchman felt triumphant! So he made his way through the trees, back towards whereever he had left his horse, trying to remember the path. He covered up Romano's mouth with one hand.
(I can't imagine like France actually doing something to hurt Spain..xD)
France suddenly sprung into action, sweeping a foot out to trip Spain while managing to not poke his eye out with the sword.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 11:28:01 GMT -5
The bull full on charged at France, horns out and everything.
Spain quickly caught his balance and smiled when he saw his bull.
A couple of Spanish men tackled the French man and took Romano.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 11:31:23 GMT -5
Le'boo.)
"Can't even fight me yourself Antonio?" France asked, always keeping his cool as he stepsided behind a tree to dodge the bull.
Frenchman was tackled, and he cursed in French under his breath, punching a Spanish man in the face and trying to take back the chibi Italian.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 11:46:13 GMT -5
The other Spanish man was dashing off with Romano.
The one that got punched, sucker punched him in the stomach.
The bull made a sharp turn, heading toward France again.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 11:49:43 GMT -5
And France slipped behind another tree.
Romano was now demanding the the Spanish man put him down, flailing about.
The french man coughed, sucking in an unsteady breath of air and kneeing the other in the balls.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 11:56:40 GMT -5
Spain appeared beside him and tackled hm, pinning him down.
The Spanish man oofed and grunted with pain.
The one carrying Romano glanced around and stopped running.
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Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Sept 22, 2012 12:00:05 GMT -5
France was still holding his sword, so he turned it to the side slightly so Spain would impale himself while trying to tackle him.
Then the French man pushed him off. Or he tried to.
"Damnit bastard! Put me down!" Romano demanded.
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Post by Cheshire Cat on Sept 22, 2012 12:05:00 GMT -5
"sh! We have to wait for Antonio, then Ill set you down." he said.
So like they wrestled and stuff.
Spain dodged it quickly.
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