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[regnummaria]

Who: Hungary (regnummaria) Prussia (prussiasgilbert)
What: After This chat with Poland Hungary pays a certain Prussian a visit to see if he is game.
When: Sunday, November 28th 2am
Where: Outside of Room 14 in the South Hall
Rating: PG for now

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[prussiasgilbert]

Prussia tackled Hungary with an angry cry, pushing her into the wall and pinning her there with his hands on her upper arms, looming over her with livid crazed wine coloured eyes. They were shining with unshed tears, his form trembling. Suddenly he began to shake her, back and forth, knocking her into the wall.

"I'M NOT DEAD! I'M NOT I'M NOT I'M NOT AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SAY I AM I'M HERE RIGHT NOW IN FRONT OF YOU YOU STUPID BITCH YOU KNOW NOTHING! NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING!" Prussia screamed at her, tears starting to pour down his face. Tearing away from her suddenly Prussia stumbled across the room until he hit the opposing wall, hands fisting in his hair as he slid down and curled up.

His ravings got quieter but little streams of "notdeadnotdeadnotdeadnotdeadnotdead" could be heard amongst his choked sobs. He didn't want to hear those words from her of all people and when she said them it made him feel as if his heart was torn from his chest. She didn't know what it was like to loose it all and feel the hollow emptiness inside where your people's love should be. He was for once truly alone and that was scarier than ever.

[regnummaria]

Hungary was dazed, the back of her head and her shoulders ached from hitting into the walls and it took a lot of effort to keep herself on her feet. When her vision cleared she looked over at him...and..it was heartbreaking. To see such a powerful nation..a nation who had at one time been her friend..falling apart.

She touched the back of her head gingerly, there was no wetness or sharp metallic smell but the skin throbbed and ached. Her thoughts were spinning, sliding down the wall she sat on his floor and breathed heavily, trying not to cry. She couldn't bare it, for both of them to fall apart right then. Sitting up on her knees she scooted over to him, burning the the skin red as she slid against the carpet.

Reaching out one trembling hand she hovered it over him, contemplating whether to grip his hair and jerk his head up for a punch...or instead run it up his arm and...wrap her arms around his curled form as best she could. She did this, because her heart was aching...aching so horribly and she didn't know why, but it was eased as she held him tightly.

"...y-you ass..hole..just once...just this once. Next time you hit me...I'll break your neck, I sw-wear to God."

[prussiasgilbert]

Prussia barely registered her presence at first though his mutterings quelled somewhat until the eventually stopped along with his sobs, though his rough breath and occasional sniffles of a runny nose -- proof that those tears were not fake -- breaking the silence. Its only Hungary's scent, something flowery but not overpowering or fake, that brings him back a little from the black little hole of his mind. His mouth feels dry but raspy words break through his chapped lips, opening up to her just a little.

"I don't feel anyone anymore, those people who make me who I am. Its a big black abyss," He admits quietly. "I'm all alone in there and itsscaringme."

[regnummaria]

"...I get it...stop talking like that..your scaring me now." she tried to laugh, the sound didn't even get out of her throat. What she was feeling now she brushed off as maternal instinct, wanting to give some comfort to the nation who was baring different scars...but they all came from the same enemies.

She let go of him though, feeling suddenly uncomfortable with the close contact now that Prussia was becoming more aware. Reaching up into her hair she tugged out the handkerchief she often used to keep her hair out of her face and offered it to the blond man. It was a pale green, printed with delicate white flowers, and smelled like her shampoo.

"I won't lie...I don't understand. Your people are alive...how can you not feel them? Even..even I can feel them..some at least. The Germans are leaving my lands so its faint now.." she tried to think of something to say that would console him, but what could she? He couldn't feel his people, and she could, even if it meant to reassure him it made her feel a pang of guilt.

[prussiasgilbert]

Prussia took the hankerchief and blew his nose in it, not really even considering she wore this on her head until a few seconds later, blinking red eyes before laughing a little brokenly and sheepishly, giving Hungary a half-innocent look.

"Sorry," He murmured and wiped his cheeks with the backs of his hands. For now he wasn't going to pay attention to the fact that she could feel his people and he couldn't. If he did he might fall further into the looming black pit in his mind. He did however pull his knees up to his chest, rest his arms upon them and burry his face into his arms. "This sucks"

[regnummaria]

Hungary didn't really mind, she had plenty of them and this one she cared not of, the pattern was pretty, but it was not hers. Not really.
She tucked her dress around her knees and sat back on her legs, looking down at her hands clasped in her lap as Prussia muttered the muffled words.

"...I know."
Hungary lifted her hand to rub the sore spot on the back of her skull again, pressing against it just slightly to see how tender the skin was. It will heal. she concluded and gave a soft sigh.

"...what are you going to do? I mean...you're not going after Russia...what...do you plan to do?"