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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:02 pm
Walks up behind Turkey and reaches for his hat. ((Hi Ukraine!))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:03 pm
((Ey' dude! :3))
".....'Mrs.', Mr. Lithuania...." *notices her sister walk in*
"..Ah, good evening, sister..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:04 pm
Turkey-tan (I ACCIDENTALLY OPENED LIKE THIRTY WINDOWS. GOOD LORD I AM BAD AT CLICKING.) =D I'M REALLY GOOD AT DOING THAT ON WIKIPEDIA.
=w= -wants to know why it has been raining since she woke up at 6AM and is still raining-
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:05 pm
((hello everyone :3 ive missed turkey's entrance ;A; *waves* HI TURKEY!!))
"Good evening sister~" she bowed slightly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:06 pm
*SURROUNDED BY BALTICS.* ... *THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE DOES NOT HAVE TO TAKE THIS s**t.*
MAXIMS. For th' grubby-handed Europeans-- 1. Not yer hat! 2. Do not touch! 3. .. !!!!
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:08 pm
"......What brings you here so late, sister...? ..Work..?
.....Is looking at your hat an option, Mr. Turkey..?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:10 pm
"B-Belarus-san then." Lithuania hung his head a bit in defeat. Looking to Turkey, he rose an eyebrow. "...You're almost as loud as Prussia-san..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:11 pm
"I was just here to gather the rest of my things~" she nodded. She had temporarily moved in with Switzerland because he didn't like her living in the building =w=;
((listening to Masquerade- Phantom of the Opera~ wheeeee))
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:15 pm
Belarus: Just what's so riveting.. it's a hat! But - SURE. The hell. LOOK UPON IT AND BE AMAZED, 'r whatever..
Lithuania: What do you mean 'almost.' I CAN OUT-ANYTHING ANYONE. ARE WE CLEAR. PINT-SIZE GERMANS HAVE NOTHING ON ME. NOTHING.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:16 pm
*walks over to Lithuania* "...Did I, or did I not tell you to call me 'Mrs.'...?" *Turning to Ukraine* "....I will not be able to clean your filth...? ...Hm,...pity.."
"...Thank you, Mr. Turkey...."
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:17 pm
"F-filth? Eh...?~" she blinked.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:19 pm
Lithuania covered his ears when Turkey shouted, wincing. "A-alright, alright!" He relented. Gren eyes blinked when he saw Belarus heading his way. He blushed, but he was also a bit frightened. "Mrs Belarus!" He said, hands coming up in defense.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:19 pm
(I like how despite all the drama, Ukraine has Belarus in her sig. ♥ IT'S SWEET.)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:21 pm
((Ukraine: That's because I care about my siblings.~ Thank you very much Turkey!~)) "If anyone would like dinner....I'll cook tonight.~" she smiled.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 6:23 pm
"...Hm, thank you, Mr. Lithuania..."
"....Yes, your filth...body hair, dead skin, dirt.... ..and is there any reason that you are moving in with him..? ..and no thank you..."
*Looking to Turkey*
"..Correction, you cannot 'out anything' when it comes to my brother.."
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