[Okay, so they were all stuck in a horrible haunted apartment building, and having the olympics at all was kind of silly. But Hungary didn't have anything productive to do, so here she is.]
Hey, America.
[waves]
Quite a set-up you have here. I'm a little impressed. Did you do all of this yourself?
[ Late, as usual (time telling is so 1900s), the Teutonic Order ends up on the roof. He's pale, pale, pale, and honestly looks like he'll pass out any second. That's the result of blood-letting for you.
In between huffs and puffs, he speaks to America. ]
He wasn't sure why he agreed to this, if anything he knew what had been waiting for him on the 7th floor he had to go through. The journey itself left him feeling shaken.
He slowly stepped to the roof, quickly glancing behind him to see if Deji was still following him, an ironic sigh of relief left him when he saw the creature in the constant dark cloud was.
"I'm sorry I took so long." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I'm not really great with going through the 7th floor - too many ghosts for my liking."
"That's what people have noticed and I've heard." He blinked at him, not quite sure how to take his reaction. "Not sure why but the 7th floor's the most active."
He frowned heavily at Deji, who seemed to be snickering at America's reaction.
America groaned, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. "It would figure that I'd end up on the spookiest hall of all! Ugh, I bet it's England's fault somehow, that tea-stained bastard!"
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Hey, America.
[waves]
Quite a set-up you have here. I'm a little impressed. Did you do all of this yourself?
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Hey! You made it!
[His smile is positively infectious.]
Yeah! I've been planning it for weeks... except for that week where I forgot where I was.
[He sighs and slumps at the thought.]
What a waste.
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[Yeah. That smile is pretty infectious.]
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[It is impossible to tell if America is serious or not. Always with the stupid grin.]
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"What's so crazy about this? I mean... nobody's figured out a way to leave, right? At least this way, we can have a little bit of fun..."
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America shrugged. "But yeah, hopefully we won't have any outrageous displays of the paranormal while our ceremonies are underway."
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In between huffs and puffs, he speaks to America. ]
D-Did I-- [ pant pant ] Did I w-win yet?
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N-no.... they haven't happened yet. This is the opening ceremonies.
[He squints, peering over the rims of his glasses.]
What happened to you? You wanna, like... sit down?
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[ Aaaannnndddddd he sits. Regaining his breath. Still looking like he's about to pass out. ]
I was attacked, but I won! I've got to take care of my wounds, though.
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Gil? What on earth happened to you?
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He slowly stepped to the roof, quickly glancing behind him to see if Deji was still following him, an ironic sigh of relief left him when he saw the creature in the constant dark cloud was.
"I'm sorry I took so long." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I'm not really great with going through the 7th floor - too many ghosts for my liking."
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"Wait, are you seriously saying that there are fewer ghosts on other floors?"
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He frowned heavily at Deji, who seemed to be snickering at America's reaction.
"Not the brightest bulb in the bunch is he?"
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