Re: + Hallway +

by Brits_n_Yanks Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:38 pm

A grimace lit his features as he patted his friend's shoulder.
"Yes, you're bleeding brilliant," he promised and glanced down at the red and blue watch he wore.
"What time's our next class?"

by **FelicianoVargas** Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:44 pm

"Now that I think about it, we've been here for almost three hours..." Italy paused. "I don't know...."

by Brits_n_Yanks Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:47 pm

"Are you serious?" he asks and starts to play with his watch trying to fix the time.
"What is our next class even?"

by **FelicianoVargas** Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:50 pm

"I don't know~. Besides, I don't like classes anyway. Ve~."

by Brits_n_Yanks Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:53 pm

He blinks at his companion before restraining a laugh.
"Isn't that the whole reason we're here though? To take classes and learn? I mean if that's it, then why did we even come to the school?"

by **FelicianoVargas** Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:55 pm

"We came because we felt like it." Italy smiled. "It's almost 8:00 in the evening anyway, so it doesn't matter!"

by Brits_n_Yanks Mon Jun 06, 2011 8:57 pm

Arthur looked down at his watch again and began to spin the dial, fighting the warm feeling spreading across his face.
"Well, that'd explain a lot."

by **FelicianoVargas** Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:09 pm

Italy looked at the watch before looking to Arthur again. "Ve. I'm gonna go Arthur. I don't feel like being here anymore right now. Ciao!" Italy left Arthur standing alone.

by Brits_n_Yanks Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:11 pm

And neither Arthur or his author know how to respond to this right now...

by **MotherRussia** Tue Jun 07, 2011 12:24 pm

Pokes Arthur "Ne~ hello!"

by Brits_n_Yanks Tue Jun 07, 2011 1:05 pm

He practically jumps out of his skin, holding the binder above his head like it could protect him from something else.
"Bloody! Where did you come from?"

by Maple Tue Jun 07, 2011 1:18 pm

Canada has missed out a lot and just stands there with his bear, Kumajiro, looking around and fidgeting.

by Brits_n_Yanks Tue Jun 07, 2011 1:37 pm

Arthur feels a familiar shiver run down his spine like someone's there but he's noticing it. Quietly the Briton looks around trying to figure out what exactly he's gone and overlooked.

by **MotherRussia** Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:28 pm

"Hm? Something the matter England?"

by Brits_n_Yanks Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:30 pm

Arthur releases a shaky laugh and rubs at the back of his neck, "No. It's just, well... Ever had the feeling you were being watched?"

by Maple Thu Jun 09, 2011 2:57 pm

"If I keep this up, I'll never make any friends..." Canada mutters to himself and walks off, disappointed.

by Brits_n_Yanks Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:01 pm

Arthur looks up, hearing the voice and connecting the face for once.
"Hey! You!" The Briton cried, chasing after the blonde.

by Maple Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:06 pm

Canada turns around, his expression lightening up. Was someone finally noticing him?
"Y-yes?!"

by Brits_n_Yanks Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:17 pm

"You wouldn't happen to be that boy from C-Canada, would you?"
Arthur held out a hand with less rings and a less noticable shade of nailpolish.
"I'm the English delegate."

by Maple Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:38 pm

"I, uh... Yeah - I'm from Canada." He says sheepishly. Matthew shakes Arthur's hand and smiles. "My name is Matthew."

by Brits_n_Yanks Thu Jun 09, 2011 3:47 pm

"Nice to meet you. My real name's Arthur."
Arthur's eyes graze over Matthew's face thoughtfully.
"You know, you look like someone I know..."

by Maple Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:08 pm

"Don't say Alfred, don't say Alfred, don't say Alfred..." Matthew repeated inside his head over and over.

by Brits_n_Yanks Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:12 pm

The Brit chews on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. The hair is similar, the eyes have the same deep blue, they both have the inistant piece of hair, the same pale complexion and they're about the same height...
"You're not at all related to that American bafoon, are you?"

by Maple Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:26 pm

"Eh? 'American bufoon'? You must be talking about my brother Alfred," Canada shrugs. Inside, he is happy that Arthur did not mistake him for America. "But, as you can see, I'm nothing like him."

by Brits_n_Yanks Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:32 pm

"Brothers, hm?"
A slight smirk quirks at Arthur's lips as he burries his hands into his pockets.
"Yes. You're actually quiet and from what I can tell, civil. Bleeding git never knows when to shut up," he confesses.
"It's nice to meet someone who doesn't have a hero complex and an ego larger than the school."
His smirk slowly changes into a real smile, only marred by the lip rip on the side of his mouth.

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