neunzehn ; various ; various ; Marshal 212

[brotundbier]

((TEXT))
This month's Survival CRash Course will be set for tomorrow, 29. December. I reccommend any person who's arrived in the city this last month to attend, although that does not mean others can attend as well. Due to the damage at the High School from a recent fire, the event will be held in the Elementary School, room 101, at two o'clock

Comments

[italianshadow]

The mistletoe looks kind of decorative, though. And it makes everything look more like the holidays!

[brotundbier]

((Just. Face.))

[italianshadow]

...

[big, dorky smile. there is no proper way to make this situation appropriate]

[brotundbier]

...I'm going for a walk.

[italianshadow]

... Can I come with Germany?

[brotundbier]

... Fine. Get your things on, I'm ready.

[italianshadow]

Okay!

[CLOTHES YES he needs those. But soon, he has his jacket and actual clothes on.]

Vee, I'm ready.

[brotundbier]

((Germany doesnt say much after that, except his usual 'come on' before making way. He doesn't agonise himself to hold the door open, but he does anyway, holding it as he moved forward.

Honestly. Don't except Germany to be very chatty himself. He'll respond to things, naturally, but he won't be starting any conversations.))

[italianshadow]

[he kind of skips through the door, though waits for Germany and walks alongside him for a small amount of time, kicking his feet in the snow and swinging his arms.]

So... how are you doing?

[brotundbier]

Good.

[italianshadow]

Okay...

Uhh, what have you been doing lately? [seriously trying to make conversation, but he does not know how to get to the heart of anything ever.]

[brotundbier]

((HMM WHAT HAS HE BEEN DOING LATELY.))

I met Hungary earlier today. ((That's just the crust of what he's been doing.))

[italianshadow]

O-Oh, well that's good! How is she doing?

[IT'S OKAY, THAT'S SOMETHING TO WORK WITH]

[brotundbier]

Good, although she'd older than her last stay here, and doesn't remember being here.

[italianshadow]

Vee, well I guess that happens... but if we go home, I don't want to forget this place! Most of it was a lot of fun, despite the invasion and... uh, yeah.

[totally trailed off as he remembered the whole thing with that.]

[brotundbier]

I don't think we can help that sort of thing. I've left this place and returned with no memory. I can only assume you've had the same happen.