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APH - Final Memories PT 4Prussia leaned back in his chair, fighting the urge to lean back too far and prop his feet up on the small table that was covered with a checkered board and multiple black and white pieces. Across from him Hungary sat, he could see by the faint movement of her lower arm she was rubbing the tips of her fingers together in a tick as to try and find a move in their game of chess.
He smirked a bit. “One minute, thirteen seconds.” He chirped out in a soft tone, his voice echoing out faintly like a maid’s service bell. Hungary bit her bottom lip, eyes narrowing at the pieces littering the board in their respectively moved places.
The two nations had an amount of chess pieces far different from each other’s, and it appeared that Hungary had fallen into some bumps in the road to find which piece to use and where to place it for Prussia’s pile of black pieces held the amount of six, while Hungary simply had two.
Soon Hungary simply had seconds lef
APH - Final Memories PT 3Holy Rome had himself nestled up in a tree, the now and then scuffle as he tried to get comfortable telling the others he was still there. When he heard the others begin to get herded into a crowd, he dropped down with ease. As he stood up, though, he swayed a step and reached up to press two fingertips to a temple.
He managed to stumble his way over to the soldiers, eyebrows furrowed up and blue eyes narrowed. “Stupid headache.” He hissed out softly with annoyance clearly dripping from his voice like rain fall.
“Men-“ wasn’t that what he started with that not long ago? “It is truly our time to bring the French Republic down. We are simply a few hill rises away from the battlefield. From there we will meet with the enemy and attack…”
Holy Rome didn’t bother with listening to the rest. He knew what it was. They’d meet with the enemy and begin the battle. Until one side was standing bef
APH - Final Memories PT 2“I got his replies!”
Italy was sipping from a small teacup, the contents inside holding a dull raspberry flavor. It wasn’t something she would normally drink; water seemed more appetizing than the tea Austria had poured for her. The young Italian was sitting with said Austrian and Hungary, sipping the tea in the cup and listening to the soft conversation the two were holding. When the voice rang into the room, Italy couldn’t help but produce a small jump, her grip on the saucer and teacup beginning to fail but she just managed to keep it going strong so she wouldn’t drop it.
Both Hungary and Austria looked to the hallway, where they noticed a certain albino running down it to meet them. Italy too, set her amber gaze on the entrance to the room the three nations were in, enjoying what used to be a peaceful tea time. Now their tea time was interrupted with Prussia… who held aloft Holy Rome’s letters like a trophy?
Italy set dow
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