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WATCH THE QUEEN CONQUER

♔ ♔ written by: luna

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mrunitedstates:

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“Do they really?” Alfred tilted his head while staring at a table mirror, now beginning to question his style. He thought his fashion sense was acceptable but knew he didn’t come close to modern fashionistas. “I don’t remember changing out my glasses entirely. Only replacing cracked lenses or dented frames a couple times each decade.”

“I wouldn’t call it entirely tacky....” Alice finds herself reexamining the American’s chosen trend. Her eyebrows casually lifted as her fingers rested beneath her chin. Of course, she wasn’t exactly known for carrying such superb taste in fashion per say.... However, when it comes to pristine and elegance, well she always did favor the classics. “But if you do plan on meeting with members of my Royal Family, I do urge you to at least take that into consideration.”

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konigreich:

in spite of their situation, her quick remark does manage to garner a genuine smirk out of him ; a sight that was ( unusually enough ) RARELY ever seen on his face since this mess of an era began. gilbert was no stranger to the kind of exhaustion that plagued his british ally — in fact, he felt that very same fatigue settled deep within his bones, but he outright REFUSED to be weighed down by it any longer. prussia was fed up with having dirt kicked in his face. it was time to fight back and it just so happened that he had a very good feeling about their chances of winning this fight once his men joined the fray.

alice’s urgent cry immediately called his attention back to the present ; a string of foul german coming loose from his lips as he hurriedly jumped off to the side, away from the path of an incoming cannon ball. the impact came with a deafening BOOM ! and a shower of shrapnel mixed with other debris, some bloodier than others. ‘ thanks for the warning, ’ gilbert muttered as he picked himself back up, wiping away the trickle of blood oozing from a light scratch on his cheek,

‘ alice — !? are you alright — !? ’

through sheer instincts alone her body reacts in immediate haste. head lowering at the sound of the approaching cannon as she runs away. her body ultimately flung onto the sidelines the exact moment the explosive came into contact with the ground. the landscapes beneath them shatters and the fallen remnants sprouts into a sadistic confetti. practically tasting dirt, alice finds herself momentarily distorted. her ears ringing a deafening melody as her fingers brushes pass her right throbbing temple. she wasn’t hit, but the force of the cannon’s backlash remains evident ; ( i am going to throttle that forsaken man ). her silent vow can only heighten her resolve.

“ yeah ... i’m fine . don’t worry about me . ” she answers in the midst of the crossfire. her adrenaline escaping her lips in a form of a sigh. in the end, all she can feel was the sore that resonates within her entire body. the sole fact that she had been largely effected by one blasted hit can only show just how worn out she and her entire nation has become. as much as she didn’t want to admit it, right now, she is relying on both the prussian army and gilbert to turn the tides of this battle.

“ it seems as though our presence has been requested. shall you be escorting me in the battlefield or will you standby and wait for blucher? “

#konigreich #{ verse tbd. }#thy enemy of thy enemy is thy friend #this holds no truer meaning then it did that day #ahahah and yes! likewise to you as well! i missed writing with you

@howdounfashionablepeoplelive

Marianne stayed relaxed on the small couch she was reclining on, her glass of wine help delicately in her hand. A haughty, amused smiled played at her lips as she observed the other. The crossed arms, the proud stance, the look in her eyes–Oh yes. Alice was far too easy to tease, and Marianne was enjoying every moment of it. For a moment, she almost expected the Brit to lash out–with tongue or body, Marianne wasn’t sure, but whichever it was, it would be worth it.

Then, almost as if she could see it as a physical thing, it seemed some logic and sense overruled Alice’s pride, and Marianne watched as the dramatics in her posture faded away. Pity. It might have been fun to get her all riled up again.

“We both know I don’t like to waste wine–unless it is for an exceptionally good cause.” It wasn’t as if she hadn’t poisoned a few people with wine in the past, and they both knew it. “But I do not see a good reason to waste such a good year as of now.” She took a sip from her own glass, raising an eyebrow to see if Alice would do the same.

Alice wasn’t known to be daft in moments, such as this one. After all, having long been used to Marianne’s presence // as tedious as it was // often left her capable in withstanding the french maiden’s typical antics. In the end, she had known — from the moment she opened her mouth, she wanted to get a rise from the Englishwomen. It was childish, yes... however, it was also to be expected given the fact they were both simply... just being themselves. More so as old rivals, rather then some sort of confidant.

Honestly, their entire history was simply just one gigantic mess. “Indeed, I would think not.” She nevertheless, felt the need to agree. Her head softly nodding in mere acknowledgement as she lifts her own glass. Lips casually touching the brims of the crystal ware before taking a simple sip. As much as she hated to admit it, it was... remarkable; ( she always did have this weakness for wine ).

“In any regard, isn’t it a tad too early to start drinking?” Although she makes such claims, neither of them makes any attempt to actually acknowledge that fact. After all, whether this was a casual exchange or not... the both of them had always been capable of taking care of themselves. Be it from actual poison or a blunt object to the head, they had obviously dealt with worst throughout the years.

#howdounfashionablepeoplelive #{ verse tbd. }#sorry this took me a bit

LUNA;; although it’s a little late, feel free to hit me up if you guys ever wanted to plot. i am still trying to get myself into sync with RPing again, so plotting will certainly make my transition much easier.

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konigreich:

“ i am well -aware of that fact , alice. believe me, ” the prussian responded coolly, though not dismissively ; keeping his gaze pinned to the sprawling battlefield laid out before them. it wasn’t like he could blame his companion for sounding more AGITATED than she usually was — the british NEEDED his army’s support if they were to stand a chance against napoleon’s troops. he was certain that if their roles had been reversed, he would be quite nervous as well.

“ but we will NOT lose this battle, ” words laced in steel conviction, he turned his sights to look at the woman standing next to him, “ blücher and our men WILL arrive and not a moment too soon — prussians are NOTORIOUS for catching our enemies off guard, after all, ”

“ your confidence certainly becomes you. ” for once, she doesn’t mean anything ill by her swift remark. after all, such enthusiasm was certainly well receive in this needlessly prolong war. she was tired — exhausted, even. almost completely to the point where she knew she needed her allies, if she was to stand a chance. placing her hand onto her forehead, she can feel the pulse radiating from within. her IMPATIENCE truly getting the best of her as she surveyed the battlefield, once more; ( it was never easy participating in events such as this ). death forever looming over their compatriots ... and thus, the true extent of a nation’s burden.

silence blossoms within the already tense atmosphere. the sound of open fire echoing alongside the desperate screams that escapes man’s lips. her eyes naturally grazing upwards where she can see the incoming range attacks spawning after them. “ quick, get down! ”

#konigreich #{ verse tbd. }#it's been so long since i've last rped--- so please excuse any mistakes :)#and yes! for once no more fighting for custody #no more sass battles #just those rare moments where they are on the same side

( @maiorimperio ) “ oh ? you’ve dropped something . ” her acknowledgement makes her presence known . her hand politely reaching after the object in question , before presenting it to the other . a pleasant expression naturally emerging onto her fair visage in exchange , “ here you go ... best be careful now , it would be most unfortunate if you were to lose something like this . ”

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WATCH THE QUEEN CONQUER

♔ ♔ written by: luna

#aph rp #hetalia rp

kavnskys

okay but give me a plot with a political power couple. think house of cards, two cold, powerful people who will do whatever it takes to get ahead. they love each other, they do, but they still manipulate and play games with each other, joining against the outside when they need to. it’s a different kind of violent; bloody and silent and smart.

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( @thebeautyofliberty ) “ now , what a rare sight indeed . ” alice’s voice makes her presence known ; footsteps gliding through the floorboard , before she stood idle in place . arms crossed soundly , her swift gesture shifting accordingly . for a moment , a snide expression enters her fair visage . no doubt taking enjoyment towards her former rival’s sudden silence . however , instead of what should have been a provoked response ... there was nothing . raising an eyebrow , her head turns to the side . jasmine greens orbs emitting a glow of general curiosity . “ what’s wrong ? cat’s got your tongue ? ”

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( @ofromance ) “ if you are really parched then all i can offer you is water or hot tea ... it is currently too early for alcohol , and yes that does include wine ” a hint of irritation flourishes within her tone , her gaze softly rolling in further spite as she greets her UNINVITED guest with common pleasantries . after all , was she not a gentle lady , first and foremost ? regardless if her newfound company was less than pleasant ... although , she is also painfully aware that as neighbors it couldn’t really be helped .

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( @lionofglass ) “ well , that most certainly wasn’t just a simple sneeze . “ her mirrored words reflects the sharpness of her very tone . an eyebrow softly arched , as her gaze followed forth his rather SLUGGISH posture . fatigue , perhaps ? or maybe he was simply too overworked these days ? either way , the sound of his respiration ... was rather heavy then usual . placing her hand over his forehead , her suspicion was immediately confirmed . he had a temperature , and he was still lingering around when he should be at home . “ if you needed me to cover for you , you really could have asked . you know better then to over exert yourself . “

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( @konigreich ) “ gilbert , you do understand right ? in order for this battle to end in our favor ... we NEED your men , now more than ever . “ she makes no qualms in admitting in her desperation . after all , when gilbert arrived announcing the recently defeated prussian’s support — she knew wellington intended on making this defensive position an ACE in this pit of uncertainty . however , despite the nation’s continuous reassurance , the female empire held her doubt . it’s been hours , and there was still no signs of gilbert’s men anywhere . “ we are doing our best to hold on but ... ”

if this continues on and that blasted napoleon BREAKS their formation ... then they obviously would need to retreat and rely on the support of roderich and ivan from then on ; ( however long that might actually take for them to recover ) . “ if we loose this stronghold , we won’t have a chance like this again . “

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“Be careful… I could still poison you…” --howdounfashionablepeoplelive

( @howdounfashionablepeoplelive ) shallow indifference reflects within lime green hues , her posture depicting such profound elegance as her arms crossed firmly beneath her chest . her lips kept completely still , as alice simply held her ground against marianne . FOOLISH , as if she’d ever coincide to the other’s request . this bitter rivalry that transcends through countless of centuries worth of bloodshed and disagreement . she remains silent despite her need to scoff out such mediocre threats . as if POISON can do anything else aside from in-capitation … after all , in the end , she is the embodiment of the british empire . she will rise again , no matter the circumstance . whether or not , this was actually considered a pleasant exchange — perhaps , she was simply being overly dramatic . they both were .

❝ if you do , then that will certainly be a waste of chateau lafite . ❞ 1865 happened to be quite a good year for harvest , if she can recall .

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Truth be told, I am rather lazy with graphics so if you kindly would, please LIKE/REBLOG this post if you would be interested in role playing with a canon divergent Alice Kirkland from aph hetalia. I haven’t role played in this fandom for like years, so it’d be great to see some new and familiar faces again.

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