Ancient Times

Guten Tag, I am Germania, father to Prussia, Holy Roman Empire, and Germany, as well as countless other nations. If you happen to see Rome, please refrain from pointing him in my direction. M!A - None. Event - None Cosplay tags followed - ancientgermania (Cosplay and RP blog for Germania)

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Closing his own glowing amber hues that were also laden with age, war a many other tales to tell, the elder sighed softly at the moment of silence, hoping that he had not yet again angered the Germanic nation—something that he had done so many times in the past, and even in this time.

The kiss was there to comfort the blonde. Romulus, being the caring, fatherly man he was could not hold the small show of affection back after he had once again opened his eyes, “Aldrich… you need to stop tensing so, let me help you… let me guide you. Despite all, I am here for you. You must remember that I am grateful for certain things.” He said softly, age cracking his voice.

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The silence coming from the German was rather calm instead of hostile like before. The other spoke of wanting to help him adjust. Sure he may not want to simply out of wanting to go back to his tradition, but... He looked down at the water in front of him, watching as the ripples from the movement on the table disappeared. Sooner or later he would have to get used to this place. He couldn't depend on his children all the time. It was an insult to his own pride. He had to be independent, just as he taught his own children.

"Very well." his voice was soft, raising those blue eyes back to lock gazes with Romulus. Aldirch briefly wanted to ask what 'certain things' he was grateful, simply slipping back into silence to hopefully edge the other on.

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"Ahh… friend, I could unfortunately say the same for your people… those tribes that constantly—" He trailed off. This was no time or strife or old conflict to be stirred from the bottom of the pot. Releasing a heavy sigh, the man reached out and placed his hands atop those of the Germanic nation’s.

"This era was rather complicated to accustom myself to, Aldrich… the smooth living did not just come to me.." Pausing, the older man bowed his head—did the other truly feel this way? Leaning across the table, still holding gently onto Aldrich’s hands, Romulus placed a tender kiss to his forehead, "You will find home and your comfort zone with my help. I promise, friend…" 

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Those words did nothing, when usually they would have set him off. Instead, he lifted his head slightly at the contact again. He didn't tense this time, his eyes seeming to be shadowed from age. Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, he stared up at him. Why did he constantly say friend? He always felt his heart twist at that word and was tempted to look away.

That kiss however, that made him blink, staring into those dark amber eyes that were so close. His skin burned where his lips had been, and was unable to speak. He didn't pull back, didn't move at all. All he could do was drown in those warm eyes, so full of warmth.

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Immediately, out of the corner of his eyes, Aldrich could see the smile falling from his lips. Guilt set in but his face remained calm. “A frown does not belong on your lips." There was a small sigh and he finally forced himself to look him at the eyes of the man who he could ever get away from.

Why did he hate the man so much, but still find himself wanting to be around him? It was strange. That kiss from when he was forced to kill the man to free his people, his tribesmen, his land… Were those feelings still present?

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"Right…" Romulus sighed, though the smile did not return to light the old man’s face. A glimmer of sadness hinted n those eyes as he met the Germanic nation’s, ‘Why…?" He asked as if reading his mind, “Why do you hate me so, Aldrich…?" 

He of course had let go of everything, forgiven and learned to love, “Germania…"

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"I don't hate you... I still resented your people for what was tearing me apart, my tribesmen, my way of life. This hatred...." Aldrich looked so confused, so conflicted. He leaned against the table, holding his head in his hands. He was jealous of the man in front of him.

"This era is so comfortable for you. I am what remains of the old ways, of the old gods and when men didn't live in cities of stone. You are remembered, Rome... Your city still stands. What remains of me? Only my children and what have become of my land split among them. No one remembers me. I do not belong here." How long had it been since he released his thoughts to the world, to actually show what he was thinking and feeling? He clenched his teeth.

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Putting down the soup onto the tray nearby, Aldrich’s fatherly side kicked in, tucking the man back into the bed. He looked incredibly focused, making sure the man was taken care of. Realizing what he doing, he glanced up at him. If the man dared to say anything about how much of a father he could be….

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Smiling at the affection, Romulus snuggled under the covers, pulling them over his nose so that only his bright amber eyes peeked out from underneath, “No wonder the Prussian and the German are such good kids… you make a wonderful father…" The elder complimented, “Much better than I’ve ever been able to make…" 

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Shrugging it off, the Germanic nation leaned back. "I simply made sure they had enough discipline that they could survive in the world we were in, but with enough affection that they would become more than simple soldiers." A hint of blush showed up on his cheeks at the compliment anyways. "You simply needed to stop handing them everything on a silver platter. If they can't earn anything, how could they pull ahead in life." he chided.

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Keeping his hands atop the other’s, Romulus kept a soft gaze on him, though of course, he was jealous of the slightly younger man’s stamina—much better than his own, “Ah… what would I hunt within my cities…? People…?" The Roman teased, “Besides, I enjoyed every last bit of my former life and I would not change it for anything." He stated.

He really wanted to make his close friend feel at home, and he would do anything he could to achieve this.

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Falling silent, the German didn’t have the heart to pull his hands away. It seemed like the smile on the other’s face would drop if he attempted that. However, then he heard of what he said. Wouldn’t change anything of his former life? With that he snatched his hands away and adverted his eyes. It was difficult for himself to let go of the past.

It wasn’t as if the Germanic Tribes was remembered after all. He heard so many people talk about the Roman Empire ad how great it was… So perhaps there was something that he was jealous of.

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The moment the Germanic nation snatched his hands away, the smile faded from the Roman’s lips and his face fell as he store at the other with wide, confused, amber orbs. His hands remained on the table right where they’d been atop Aldrich’s as he continued to stare and silently blink. 

He didn’t care for popularity. Not as much as he had in the past—though one thing he did long for, and care about besides his beloved children and grandchildren, was Aldrich.

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Immediately, out of the corner of his eyes, Aldrich could see the smile falling from his lips. Guilt set in but his face remained calm. "A frown does not belong on your lips." There was a small sigh and he finally forced himself to look him at the eyes of the man who he could ever get away from.

Why did he hate the man so much, but still find himself wanting to be around him? It was strange. That kiss from when he was forced to kill the man to free his people, his tribesmen, his land... Were those feelings still present?

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Romulus smiled, leaning a little towards the blonde, taking a sip of the soup, “My thanks to you…" He repeated once again in the other’s tongue. Pausing for a moment, the Roman finally spoke again, “I’m cold…"

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Aldrich rolled his eyes slightly, a habit he had unconsciously started picking up from Gilbert. “Keep drinking the soup and then we’ll get you back under the covers." he instructed. He kept feeding the man spoonfuls of the soup, silent as ever.

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Romulus nodded, “Yessir…" He mumbled sleepily, sipping up each spoonful he was fed. He couldn’t deny one bit that he really loved being babied—especially by Aldrich. 

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Putting down the soup onto the tray nearby, Aldrich's fatherly side kicked in, tucking the man back into the bed. He looked incredibly focused, making sure the man was taken care of. Realizing what he doing, he glanced up at him. If the man dared to say anything about how much of a father he could be....

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Keeping his hands atop the other’s, Romulus kept a soft gaze on him, though of course, he was jealous of the slightly younger man’s stamina—much better than his own, “Ah… what would I hunt within my cities…? People…?" The Roman teased, “Besides, I enjoyed every last bit of my former life and I would not change it for anything." He stated.

He really wanted to make his close friend feel at home, and he would do anything he could to achieve this.

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Falling silent, the German didn't have the heart to pull his hands away. It seemed like the smile on the other's face would drop if he attempted that. However, then he heard of what he said. Wouldn't change anything of his former life? With that he snatched his hands away and adverted his eyes. It was difficult for himself to let go of the past.

It wasn't as if the Germanic Tribes was remembered after all. He heard so many people talk about the Roman Empire ad how great it was... So perhaps there was something that he was jealous of.

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Romulus smiled, leaning a little towards the blonde, taking a sip of the soup, “My thanks to you…" He repeated once again in the other’s tongue. Pausing for a moment, the Roman finally spoke again, “I’m cold…"

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Aldrich rolled his eyes slightly, a habit he had unconsciously started picking up from Gilbert. "Keep drinking the soup and then we'll get you back under the covers." he instructed. He kept feeding the man spoonfuls of the soup, silent as ever.

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At the teasing tone, Aldrich just shook his head, a small hint of a smile on his lips. Managing to at least cool his head off, the germanic nation tried to get the man up into a sitting position so he could properly eat some soup and drink. “Ludwig said this would make you feel better. They didn’t inform me the proper… ‘medication’ for illnesses other than this."

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Struggling slightly in Aldrich’s arms, Romulus finally managed to sit, keeping the weak smile on his lips as he glanced to the other, “Thank you…" He whispered tiredly in the Germanic nation’s old tongue, “Yes? I do recall my little ones mentioning this soup… I also remember making it a couple times for them… Ludwig is right…" Never before had the elder man been so soft spoken. 

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Nodding when he heard him speak in his own tongue, the old nation had to keep from smiling even slightly. It was strange to see the nation to weak. Balancing the man and keeping him upright, he brought the spoonful of soup to his lips.

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Romulus sighed, looking straight at the other man, “It is, friend…" He let his hand fall gently atop the others as he stared into his old, blue eyes, and smiled, “I will help you…" 

Thinking for a long moment, the Roman narrowed his eyes slightly, “Well, you are going to have to deal for a bit if you want my help…" he pointed out, “I would go to your areas… but… I am far too old to travel too much and I don’t have nearly as much stamina as you—god knows where you get it from…" He grumbled the last bit, obviously slightly jealous, “You seem so lost in this new world…" He said sadly, lifting his other hand to make contact with the Germanic nation’s other hand.

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Feeling the hand on top of his, followed by the other one, he slowly stared down at them, but did not pull away. The skin contact it was... rather comforting. Aldrich looked up at the Roman silently, turning his words over in his head. Did he really feel that jealous of how he still had stamina? "If you had done more hunting and less chasing after women and taking in pleasure with women, perhaps you would be able to keep up with me now." he murmured.

Yes he was lost... Romulus seemed to be the only thing, other than his children, that continued to tie him to this world. Without them, he would have nothing, would feel himself withering away into nothing but memories. Not many knew of his tribes in this era, just as his eldest son was barely known. Unlike Rome of course, everyone knew of the mighty Roman Empire... Finding himself staring into golden pools of amber, he tored his eyes away. Great, more time of being forced into enclosed cities of stone... He would hate it.

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Tilting his head to face the other, the Roman smiled, “Oh… but I am a very dramatic man…" He hummed weakly, yet teasingly. Letting the other work, Romulus was for once silent around him. He really did appreciate the fact that the other was tending to him, and he didn’t want to blow it… not that he could in this state anyways. The only noises he made were quiet wheezes, coughs, sniffles and groans. 

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At the teasing tone, Aldrich just shook his head, a small hint of a smile on his lips. Managing to at least cool his head off, the germanic nation tried to get the man up into a sitting position so he could properly eat some soup and drink. "Ludwig said this would make you feel better. They didn't inform me the proper... 'medication' for illnesses other than this."

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Romulus just nodded a silent ‘you’re welcome’. Casually, he reached to brush the blonde’s hair from his face, “You are not doing very well in this world… are you…?" He asked softly, a look of concern crossing his face. 

Bowing his head he couldn’t help but crack another small smile again, “Say… I"ll make it my mission to accustom you to this world!" He decided.

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Curious eyes trailed towards where the hand brushed his hair out of his face, then back to Rome's face, leaning back slightly in a reaction to the contact. He was so corncerned over him... It was... nice, not that he would admit it out loud. He shook his head and sighed, his hand falling down to his lap. "Is it that obvious?" he murmured. His eyes flickered over to the balcony, staring at the sight.

"Romulus... I had barely been able to want to be in your cities back then, what makes you so sure that you would be able to make want to be in them now?" The world had changed too much for him. He longed for the old ways, of being in the forest.... His eyes were filled with that longing, of sadness, of loneliness.

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Wheezing, the Roman forced an eye open, “Hah… You may have seen me in a worse state… but this is still a disgrace…" he huffed, letting his eye slip shut again, the sliver of amber that had just been showing, was gone. Though in the brief moment he’d taken the time to not the tray that the Germanic held, wondering what was on it, like the curious person he was.

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Shrugging off what the Roman said, he pulled up a chair and sat down. "Stop being over-dramatic." Aldrich chided. He placed the tray on the table before he grabbed the cold rag, making sure it wasn't too wet before he began to dab the sick man's forehead, attempting to bring down the fever.

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Hearing the huff, Aldrich set off slightly behind him, falling into the once habit of being his bodyguard. In the heart. Yes, that was probably more of a better word for it… He stared into his eyes, watching as the irritated glare slowly faded into a soft look. Did he remember that? Their relationship was never stable, what did it mean, where did they stand now? He barely saw the hint of red on his cheeks.

He remained quiet the walk there, avoiding bumping into people as best he could. Slipping into the seat across from Romulus, he looked hesitantly up at the waitress, only slightly understanding what she was saying. It was obvious that languages did change. He ordered something off the menu.

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Taking note of the fact that the German couldn’t quite understand the waitress’s words, Romulus leaned forward to whisper them to the blonde in his native tongue, hoping to help. It occurred to him how very different the both of them really were… especially now! He had adapted to this world just fine, while Aldrich seemed to be struggling left and right!

"If you have a question, just ask me!" The Roman offered sweetly after making his own order.

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Hearing his native tongue, Aldrich relaxed slightly. His preference for using his own language was well known with his living family, however, since it was, as well as latin, considered a dead language, he could never practice it anymore. Well, he was teaching whichever children wished to learn it, but... He sighed when the waitress left, rubbing his forehead in weariness. Pausing as his long locks began to drift over his face, he peered through his hands at the Roman.

"Danke." he murmured, switching back to German in order to not draw attention to themselves. Noticing how bright and cheerful Romulus' eyes were, he didn't catch on that he was staring.

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"I didn’t really think I could get sick…" Romulus grumbled, heading to lay down, pulling up the covers, and sniffling away. Chills caused him to shiver, even though he really had a burning fever that was making him extremely uncomfortable, “Make it stop…" He groaned, resting his arm over his head in despair.

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Sighing, the Germanic nation finished making some soup for the Roman that was currently groaning up a storm. His eye twitched every so often, but he continued to work on whatever his sons had told would work. Medicine was out of the question simply because he had no idea what bottles could work... Perhaps he should examine them later. Picking up the tray, complete with a wet cloth, tissues, a glass of water, and a bowl of soup that his sons had called 'chicken noodle'. Setting off out of the kitchen to the room where Romulus lay, he entered, looking down at him. "Still feeling terrible?" he questioned, stopping at his side.

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(Pardon me, I had mentioned this on my other cosplay blog - northitalianlove, that I was going to a convention. Well I am back and have my complete Germania cosplay done (except my armor straps are failing me), so I can start answering asks properly now.)

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A cafe? Well there was no getting out of this. Sad to say, since his language had died out long before this era, he had been taught by his sons the current language of their nation, German. English however was still difficult for him. Standing up, he nodded. “Lead the way." He knew the Italian was going to get too excited over him accepting. “The last time I saw you alive was when I stabbed you in the back." he muttered, glancing over at him with an all too calm expression, no emotion in those eyes. He remembered the pain, the look of betrayal… The kiss. He quickly averted his gaze to the lake.

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Despite the German’s belief, Romulus gave a simple nod and started heading away, leading Aldrich along, “More like in the heart." He huffed, turning to shoot a slightly irritated glare at the other, though that glare quickly softened as he remembered that dying kiss, and a blush dusted his cheeks, making him quickly turn away, shove his hands in his pockets, and keep on walking without a word. 

Soon, the pair reached a nice cafe, that wasn’t too busy, but was in a beautiful area. Romulus led the German over to a seat outside, on the balcony for two and gestured for him to take a seat. A waitress was all-too-quickly by their side, asking what they wanted.

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Hearing the huff, Aldrich set off slightly behind him, falling into the once habit of being his bodyguard. In the heart. Yes, that was probably more of a better word for it... He stared into his eyes, watching as the irritated glare slowly faded into a soft look. Did he remember that? Their relationship was never stable, what did it mean, where did they stand now? He barely saw the hint of red on his cheeks.

He remained quiet the walk there, avoiding bumping into people as best he could. Slipping into the seat across from Romulus, he looked hesitantly up at the waitress, only slightly understanding what she was saying. It was obvious that languages did change. He ordered something off the menu.