September 24, 2010, 18:47
We had been some time in the house of Ivan now. First I thought it was not even that bad. Perhaps Russia's reputation was only so bad because he was so powerful and the other nations were jealous of it ... but now I could understand why he had this kind of reputation in the world. There was this dark, eerie aura around him, even if he said the nicest things or gave a bit of chocolate to me, just like yesterday.
I hadn't ate it because my fear of him was too great and of course the chocolate could be poisoned.
After Toris was taken by Ivan, I had gone with him ,too. With Eduard. It's not like we didn't wanted to be independent, but I didn't want that Toris was caught and we could not take care of him or even see him ever again. Finally, he was my big brother. And we did not fight against Ivan. So we gave up ourselves and joined the Soviet Union. Hunger plagued me and so I crept barefoot in the kitchen, even if Russia-san had said that we should eat nothing between meals. I wanted a tea at least or I would carry a bit of milk to my room. I could not sleep , if I would go the bed now.
I had to pass Ivan's office, when I wanted to go to the kitchen. When I heard a noise from his room, I slipped past it, hoping that the gentle sound of my feet could not be heard and breathed once deeply, when I was in the kitchen.
I really had to hurry up now. My hands were shaking while I filled a glass with milk and searched for something I could eat, what would not be missed by someone. I hope I was quiet enough ...
[ooc: a Socjet-Latvia for you, guys. ;) ]
I hadn't ate it because my fear of him was too great and of course the chocolate could be poisoned.
After Toris was taken by Ivan, I had gone with him ,too. With Eduard. It's not like we didn't wanted to be independent, but I didn't want that Toris was caught and we could not take care of him or even see him ever again. Finally, he was my big brother. And we did not fight against Ivan. So we gave up ourselves and joined the Soviet Union. Hunger plagued me and so I crept barefoot in the kitchen, even if Russia-san had said that we should eat nothing between meals. I wanted a tea at least or I would carry a bit of milk to my room. I could not sleep , if I would go the bed now.
I had to pass Ivan's office, when I wanted to go to the kitchen. When I heard a noise from his room, I slipped past it, hoping that the gentle sound of my feet could not be heard and breathed once deeply, when I was in the kitchen.
I really had to hurry up now. My hands were shaking while I filled a glass with milk and searched for something I could eat, what would not be missed by someone. I hope I was quiet enough ...
[ooc: a Socjet-Latvia for you, guys. ;) ]