s-so, I hope this is okay.

[generalfrost]

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[nutty_russian]

[He sees you plain as day, standing outside and mourning the death of those sunflowers, the last hurrah of autumn.]

[generalfrost]

[ It is November, which means of course the sunflowers will die. Whether or not the General gets the slightest bit of satisfaction from the easy way the sunflower stalk breaks in his hand, it's somewhat unclear. He notices you, walking stiffly over, the wind billowing behind his coat bringing more freezing rain and snow. ]

[nutty_russian]

[He wraps his coat tighter around himself, his scarf whipping in the wind.]

General.

[generalfrost]

[ He doesn't say much, merely nods calmly, almost as if following Ivan's lead, never quite noticing the way the Russian shudders at how close he is. He's never quite cared -- it is a sacrifice for his aid, being frigid and freezing in his presence. The General settles icy cold fingers on Ivan's shoulder, a silent way of informing him of his arrival. ]

[orehero]

[Even if he's dressed for the winter, it's way too cold for america. He shakes like hell.]

Fuck! The winter really is early this year.
I hate winter!

[generalfrost]

[ You shouldn't say such things so loud in front of General Winter. ]

[ Whether or not you see him is beside the point, but he's descending down upon the shaking America, his ancient lips puckered as he blows cold, freezing rain over the young country, a chilling hand gripping America's shoulder. ]

[orehero]

"Kyaaa! What's that?!" he tried to get himself out of the rain.
"Stupid winter! Wish it'd be spring now!"
He shakes more and even on his glasses he can see a bit ice.

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO DO THIS (Read: ILU♥)

[broken_ovcharka]

[Even considering his hazed concentration and perception he can't help but notice the large man slowly creeping into the HQ. It's been a while since he's seen you General, as he's more used to the bone-chilling winds and perpetual snows looming over his home and advancing in one fell swoop, something akin to an invasion.]

Генеральная...

[He's not entirely sure how he should react, pulling his scarf up tighter, watching the other larger male going about his business. It seems almost rude to interrupt you and he is nothing if rigid with his formality, at least for now.]

[generalfrost]

[ He's much more used to the mountains of Siberia, the stretch towards the North, but HQ holds a bit of...charm for the General. He's blanketing the entire HQ in snow, slowly but surely, the temperatures dropping below freezing rapidly fast... ]

Иван.

[ He doesn't look at you, merely going about his work, causing the last of the leaves to fall from one of the trees. ]

[onceakingdom]

O-oh gosh, totally cold...

[Poland readjusts his coat around his body, shivering. He doesn't see the figure by the patch of sunflowers, but the all the snow sure is pretty, gosh. He crouches down and start making a small snowman, humming quietly]

[generalfrost]

[ It might be getting colder as the General slowly creeps towards you, spindly fingers reaching to hold you in his grasp. ]

[onceakingdom]

[Poland feels the air getting colder and colder, his hands become numb.]

Ah, damn, should have brought gloves or something...

[he rubs his hands together, unaware of the figure slowly approaching him]

[generalfrost]

[ People, Nations, any one entity that has an inner warmth always seems to intrigue the General - how one's body can be warm has never grasped him, his hands as cold as ice as he reaches forth, spreading frost as they touch the tips of Poland's fingertips, his eyes downcast, away as he peers down at the snowman. ]

[formosaplum]

[Have her looking at you enviously as you pass by her side. Why can't she have your tolerance to cold and snow, wah.]