Autumn Festival | Bonfire [Thurs - Fri]

[somarium_lords]

Who: somarium
Where: Large, sectioned off field in the village
Style: First
Status: OPEN
Notes: Just a reminder that the bonfires will run from Thursday and all through Friday, so feel free to either time paradox or specifically date your threads. This post will work for both days to make it easier

Comments

[neptanc]

( Hungary has found a bale of hay situated so that she can get a pretty good view of the stage, dance floor, food, and bonfire at once without having to do more than look around. She's spent the past few days settling in and enjoying the festival at once, but right now she's happy to just people-watch with a drink, keeping an eye out for friends, acquaintances, and interesting looking strangers to chat up. )

[neptanc]

( this is just about the creepiest tag ever?

alas, the fun of the day has lowered her guard, so she is for now unable to feel his breath on her neck. )

[neptanc]

( SHE JUMPS ABOUT A FOOT IN THE AIR and then somehow turns this into a turn and a punch out of reflex. she can't quite stop the punch, but she remembers it's bad to punch him in the middle of the action, so he gets a weird kind of heavy tap instead. ) Go away! Where did you come from?

[neptanc]

( she just

gets up and moves to a new hay bale. )

[neptanc]

( glaring arrows at him from her new hay bale!!

because this is hetalia they are literal arrows. )

[neptanc]

( it is so creepy when you do that man.

she decides to glare more arrows at him than he can possibly eat? wow i hope no one just walks between them and gets stabbed. )

[gesangvoll]

[hi guess who is just walking in between here without picking up on the tension between Hungary and Russia? That'd be Austria. Well, he was oblivious to the tension until he got stabbed by an arrow, anyway. Ow, that kind of hurts a bit.]

[neptanc]

( she immediately leaps to her feet because russia just killed austria-forgetting that they were her arrows and that austria isn't dead-and runs to her ex's side, throwing the last arrow, javelin style, at russia's face as she does. ) Austria dear! Are you hurt?

[gesangvoll]

[he sits up, also kind of forgetting for the moment that those weren't really...real arrows or anything. But this is clearly Russia's fault, obviously.]

I...should be fine, I believe.