[ sanctuary - video post ] how do you like them apples?
[The screen flicked on and Prussia settled himself in the chair. The room had Prussian Blue walls, a black ceiling and a four poster bed in the far corner of the room, decorated white linens and black throw pillows. The furniture was solid ebony in a classic design. Simple, elegant even, but comfortable. Everything was crisp and pressed. However the room looked very much like it wasn't lived in at all.
The white haired nation held up a peice of worn paper, a letter, and unfolded it, showing it for all of a second to the camera before scrunching it up into a ball and shoving it in his mouth. He chewed for a while a deep set determined frown on his face before he swallowed with some difficulty. He closed his eyes before giving the screen the finger.]
Fuck you and your lies sanctuary. I'm not falling for them.
[Prussia reached forward and up and the screen goes black.]
The white haired nation held up a peice of worn paper, a letter, and unfolded it, showing it for all of a second to the camera before scrunching it up into a ball and shoving it in his mouth. He chewed for a while a deep set determined frown on his face before he swallowed with some difficulty. He closed his eyes before giving the screen the finger.]
Fuck you and your lies sanctuary. I'm not falling for them.
[Prussia reached forward and up and the screen goes black.]