After Fritz understood nearly everything about this...HQ, he just wanted to look around a bit ( Read more... )

6. november 1730

Fritz sat on a bench in a cell at Fort Küstrin. He was nervous, under his window was an execution prepared. A few days before he wanted to escape and now he was locked here and waited for his public execution. His father was of the opinion that he commited desertion, but…he just wanted to get out of this cold family, he had no idea ( Read more... )

[Somehow Maria Theresa has ended up reading about the First Partition of Poland.]

" ... Only after it became clear that Frederick and Catherine were going to partition Poland with or without Austrian participation did she agree to accept ... "

How dare they force me like that...

[It makes her upset just thinking about it.]

[ooc: The excerpt is from ( Read more... )

Austria?

[She opens the music room door, looking around for her nation. He's not seated at the piano like she had expected, nor is there any sign that he's been in here today. She sighs faintly and tries to figure out where else he could be.

There were other music rooms, she supposes, although she'd always thought this one was his favourite. Perhaps ( Read more... )

[This cat has got a big sign with him...

$1 - Handshake
$5 - Hug
Pretty Girls Get Special Discount!

This could be trouble...]

An elegant figure was passing through the hallways, the cloths of her outfit swaying as she walked. Having not noticed where she no longer was, she continued down the hallway in search of her goal.

(ooc: Hey everyone~ Mama/Ancient Greece has finally shown up in the dressing room. Since she is an ancient, she won't recognise most modern things or ( Read more... )

[ There is a girl dressed in armor wandering around HQ and she seems oddly calm about being in an unfamiliar place. Jeanne is wondering if this is some sort of vision from God and she looks around, calling out the names of her saints,  ]

Saint Michel? Saint Catherine? Saint Marguerite?

[ It's strange. Normally she would have an answer by now. ... But ( Read more... )

[A young man in a hakama carefully balances a tea tray on hand as he slides a door open with his other ( Read more... )

A silent moan escaped his pale lips and he moved slightly in his unsteady sleep. His mind was still wrapped in dark and frightening nightmares, which seemed to surround him like billows of mist.
What was that? What captured his mind? He heard screams, full of pain and agony, he smelled blood and his mind's eye saw pictures of battlefields, saw the ( Read more... )

[Hey kids~ Guess what incredibly marketable icon is here now~?]