Just Holding On for Tonight

Dependent Roleplay blog for Prussia as apart of the eurohetlia-rp ring. Please click around the links on the side to learn more about Prussia and how I interpret him! Thank you!

[esistbierzeit-blog]

//Hey all, It’s been a little bit of time coming, but I’m going to be dropping the ring.

I’ve been going through a lot of stress lately so I have to trim things down. I wish everyone the best of luck!

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Busy. Lots of refugee paperwork. Pretty much everything discussed in the Reichstag is about immigration right now. *He could already feel a headache forming as he thought about how late he would have stay up that night to get an acceptable amount of work done*

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Well, I’ve been keeping up with things, you know that - if youw ant me to help you, just let me know. *He frowned a bit and squeezed his arm*

You shouldn’t be working yourself to death. IT’s not liek we’re at war or anything.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

I’m coming, I’m coming! *He comes back out with a huff, frowning at him*

It’s usually ‘hurry up and wait’ with you, so don’t you go huffing at me now for reasons like that.

*Gilbert takes his arm and leads him out the door with a small smile*

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

*He lets his brother pull him out of the house, eyebrows furrowed*

It’s usually “hurry up and wait” with me? Since when?

[esistbierzeit-blog]

I’m teasing you, I’m teasing you. It’s funny when you get super anxious about stuff like that. *He grins and leads him along* How has work been? They haven’t needed me as much in Parliament.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

I’m coming, I’m coming! *He comes back out with a huff, frowning at him*

It’s usually ‘hurry up and wait’ with you, so don’t you go huffing at me now for reasons like that.

*Gilbert takes his arm and leads him out the door with a small smile*

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

*He blushes slightly at the praise* Right, well, cherries are in season, so this is a good time for black forest cake… I’ll have to run to the store, do you want to come with me?

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Black forest is good. Sure, I’ll come with you. *He grins* Do you want to take the dogs as well and we can walk them to the store?

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

*He deliberates, weighing the pros of a walk with the whole family with the logistical cons* Hm, best not to take them this time. Maybe a walk after dinner? Be patient, until after dinner, okay? *His last comment was directed towards the dogs who were already crowding excitedly around him and Gilbert*

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Alright, alright.

*huffs a little bit* Do you not trust me with the dogs, after all? *but he’s just teasing now*

Let me get my shoes on, and we can go.

*And he goes off to do just that, humming under his breath*

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

*He blushes slightly at the praise* Right, well, cherries are in season, so this is a good time for black forest cake… I’ll have to run to the store, do you want to come with me?

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Black forest is good. Sure, I’ll come with you. *He grins* Do you want to take the dogs as well and we can walk them to the store?

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

*hums appreciatively* That sounds wunderbar, bruder. Ah, let me know if you want any help with the cake… I have some pretty good recipes around here somewhere…

[esistbierzeit-blog]

You definitely should bake for me! *He grins happily*  Your cakes are always the very best. So if I cook and you bake, we’ll be golden. Make whatever you want - you know I always appreciate that.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Great! Spaezle okay? We can have it with some steaks and, hmm, roasted vegetables...And chocolate cake for dessert!

Sound good?

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Well, if you’re suddenly so responsible, then I guess I can look in the fridge and find something other than beer

[esistbierzeit-blog]

‘Suddenly’? I do plenty around here. There’s plenty of food in the fridge - what, you think all I do is drink beer? I can cook dinner for us tonight, if you’d like that.

[gott-in-himmel-blog]

Oh, thank God you're back. Berlin is in flames, the dogs are all dead and gone, we've elected an owl as our supreme overlord - don't ask how that happened - and the Earth has flipped on its axis. We're hurling towards the sun. Just kidding. Welcome back.

*sigh* This is precisely the reason I needed to come back… because I almost would have believed you.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Do you have that little faith in me? That I can’t handle things while you’re away? I’m eternally upset.

[not-alucid-king]

Preservation. [Slinks an arm around his shoulder]

[esistbierzeit-blog]

*Gives him a flat look and a dry smile*

I think you already won that one, buddy.

[not-alucid-king]

@esistbierzeit

Well dude looks like we’re gonna have to further our race. 

Hope you’re ready!

[esistbierzeit-blog]

*squints*

What are we racing towards?

[esistbierzeit-blog]

"Hey could you teach me some stuff about Prussian history? I'm trying to brush up on all my neighbours."

!!!

“Yes, Dylan, I’d be happy to…what would you like to know??”

[onetruedragonborn]

“I remember you around a few times but I didn’t pay much notice honestly. You were just another political face that Arthur fraternized with on a weekly basis. I remember I brought you some tea once and I did similar things while but I don’t think you knew who I was or if you even cared.” He laughed, but there was a hint of sadness in there that could just about he heard. “Oh and just don’t question what Alfred does, if we did that to every one of his decisions that’s all we’d do for a living.”

[esistbierzeit-blog]

He winced. Wel, he wasn’t wrong - Gilbert couldn’t remember for the life of him anything about that. Usually when he visited Arthur it was for a wedding or for a war - and that’s all Gilbert was focused on at the time.

“Sorry, I was just hyperfocused back then...But Hey, we’re here now!” He grinned.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

[text] You still play those first person shooter games, right? [text]

[text] all day every day , how can i help ?

[lietuvos-misku-deactivated20170]

There’s a pause of a few minutes before he responds to Gil 

[text] Oh…she’s adorable I guess. Alright. He’s coming over in a few and I’ll text your his username. 

[text] Also, how the hell do you know all this stuff? [text] 

[esistbierzeit-blog]

[text] amazing , we’ll get this shit started

[text] what stuff ? video games? i play them man

[most-russian-name-blog]

*the Russian did understand how riled up he was already, just how low his historically tight self-control had fallen? But the almost bloodthristy grin that spread to his face had nothing to do with self-control. That be damned* Very well, I shall try and contain myself. Or are you just…afraid that all the others present will laugh at your defeat?

*carefully, he closed to hotel door behind them and did lead the way. There was a tense edge in his movements and he from time to time checked if was Gilbert following him. The way went through the crowded streets and ever so slowly moved to the more quieter areas where old Soviet style buildings loomed over them. Clouds were starting to gather, giving the area an even gloomier atmosphere. Their destination was an alleyway with a door leading to a basement, a gruffy looking man stood guard in front of it*

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Ivan, if I am knocked out in one punch, I will laugh at my own defeat. *He smirks a little bit and then shakes his head, falling in step slightly behind Ivan - he seemed to know exactly where they were going, after all. Soon, the modernisation of the city had declined, and Gilbert got terrible feelings of nostalgia when seeing the massive, Soviet-style buildings looming over them. Home sweet home...or something.

Gilbert squared his shoulders and sucked in a deep breath when they approached their destination and Gilbert looked up at the guard in front of the door. He was massive. Ivan was massive. Gilbert glanced around, and realized that the few loiterers standing around were also massive.

Yup, he was fucked.

It was fine, though. Gilbert didn’t mind. They were a challenge, and he was ready to face it.*

[cowfolkqueer]

This will be incredibly enjoyable! I cannot wait! –I expect blunt honesty, I hope you know that. [She laughs a little bit] I don’t take you as too much of a flatter-er though.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

Blunt honesty? Well, that shouldn’t be a problem. *He grins* After all, it would take an awful lot for anything to make you look terrible, so I’m assuming all of my bluntness would be over your natural beauty.

[esistbierzeit-blog]

"Hey could you teach me some stuff about Prussian history? I'm trying to brush up on all my neighbours."

!!!

“Yes, Dylan, I’d be happy to…what would you like to know??”

[onetruedragonborn]

“Oh okay then.” He nodded and he tried to remember that far back, which was harder than he though as he had blocked most of those years out. “So was he a King or what? And I don’t remember seeing you around much at Arthur’s in that time.”

[esistbierzeit-blog]

“Ah, yes, he was definitely the King of Prussia. There’s like a spot in America - called “King of Prussia”, a small city, its named after him...not sure why they didn’t just tuse the name, but whatever...” he shrugs. “I came and went - our rleationship had only just begun -on friendly terms, so our alliance was a bit shaky. We grew apart when Alfred was fighting for independence, I helped him with that and Arthur was of course furious, but we made up, especially when Napoleon came around. Most of the nineteenth century was when we were very close.”