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Cosimo Galluzzi
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@plainwithoutglasses
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He wouldnât comment on it, the taller is intoxicated after-all, he first picked up the brunetteâs glasses before then reaching up to take the keys from him.
The Austrian gave out a drunken chuckle, before hiding his face behind the Swiss' neck and briefly sniggering. After a little, he fell silent, keeping his head behind the Swiss'. His eyes began to droop slightly, his brow furrowed.
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He looked away when he saw those tears with a nod, he didnât want to see an old friend cry, not one little bit, they had finally reached that of the Austrianâs house to which he then had to look at the brunette yet again, âkeys.â
At the Swiss' demand, the Austrian rummaged around in his pockets with one hand, although it looked as if he was more feeling himself rather than searching for his house keys. Losing his glasses in the process, dropping them on the ground, he eventually found the keys before dangling them above the Swiss' head.Â
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He frowned when he realised that the Austria was then sobbing, he then let out a sigh, âIch weiĂ, es ist nicht deine Schuld.âÂ
"Ich-" He was cut off by the Swiss' words. "Sie tun?" he questioned. His sobs still remained, though. In fact, he looked at the Swiss with a couple of tears down his cheeks.Â
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
"Ja, ja, was auch immer," He sighs figuring he should respond to the other since his previous lack of response had the other react like that.
Despite the Swiss' acknowledgement, Roderich still ended up in quiet sobs. "Ich habe nicht die Absicht, diese..." Â He sniffled and sobbed as he spoke, still gripping onto the other nation.
He puts his...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
"Est tut mir leid!" he said again, a little louder at the lack of response. He wasn't paying much attention and so was oblivious to his reaction or the fact they were nearing his home. He gripped onto the other's clothes after his second apology, his eyes squeezed together and his mouth in a wide frown.
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense,âŠ
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
"Warum Haben Sie zusammenzucken?" He asked, his facial expression remaining the exact same. "War es verletzend?"
"Ich wusste nur nicht erwarten, dass es, okay?" He replies simply.
"Ja?" he questioned, but he nodded slowly before the other could confirm. His eyes sunk to their normal level as began to mumble. "Es tut mir leid..."
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense,...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
"Warum Haben Sie zusammenzucken?" He asked, his facial expression remaining the exact same. "War es verletzend?"
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He heard the Swiss' wincing and both his eyes now opened. Once they stopped, he spoke: "Basch..." His brow was furrowed and his eyes were wider than usual.
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side just a tad, this has to be...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He frowned slightly at the Swiss' repetition, slowly opening one of his eyes. He brought his hand up and patted the Swiss on the back. "Ja! Okay!"
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side just a tad, this has to be Prussiaâs doing, no doubt...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He remained where he was; it wasn't comfortable, but it was better than relying on his own strength. Plus, he didn't even have the energy. "Aber..."
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side just a tad, this has to be Prussiaâs doing, no doubt about it, Roderich wouldnât...
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
"Aber...Basch!" the Austrian whined, quite childishly. As the Swiss took hold of his arm, he collapsed onto him, his eyes now closed. Despite this, he was still able to move voluntarily, though it may have been a little slower than normal.
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side just a tad, this has to be Prussiaâs doing, no doubt about it, Roderich wouldnât just go out drinking by himself, thatâs for certain,...
He heard the Swiss come forward and this was when he began to chuckle softly, walking towards him also as if to meet halfway. He still looked down, however, and his vision wasn't as perfect as it should be, causing it to be difficult to see exactly where he's going.
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
He puts his finger to the trigger in hope that this would make the male see sense, his head tilted to the side just a tad, this has to be Prussiaâs doing, no doubt about it, Roderich wouldnât just go out drinking by himself, thatâs for certain, âĂsterreich, du bist betrunken.â
"Betrunken?" he questioned. "Nein...Ich bin nicht betrunken." As soon as he finished speaking, he hiccuped quietly. He didn't attempt to move further towards the Swiss this time, not after his previous, small, stumble.Â
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
The cheer took him aback, since when does Roderich cheer? Then it hits him, there isn't any other explanation for it, the Austrian is drunk, he lowers his rifle, but doesn't put it down as his eyes then narrow, "gehen haus," he may as well give a warning since the man is drunk after-all.
"Nein," he replied to the Swiss' warning, shaking his head, looking down. He continued to take another few steps forward, though stumbling to the left slightly as he did. He sniffled once more, his breathing seeming to become slightly faster.
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
Is this his way of a death sentence? We all know how much the Swiss /hates/ people trespass on his land and that includes that of the Austrian, he meanwhile couldn't sleep so was sitting drinking hot chocolate when he catches a figure from the corner of his eye, pretty unimpressed, he can't see who it is yet as he then places the mug down and reaches for his nearest rifle before then making his way outside, and aiming all too ready to pull the trigger when the figure became recognizable, "Ăsterreich?" Now this has him rather confused, why would the Austrian be here, of all places? He knew better, surely.
The Austrian did know better - when he's in the right state of mind. He saw the Swiss exit his house, despite his slightly blurred vision and gave out a drunken cheer. "Ey, Schweiz!" His drunken optimism soon came to an end, though, as he took a couple of steps forward. His brow became furrowed and he sniffled quietly a couple of times. "Schweiz..."
[Closed RP - goingtoshoot]
It was the Friday before Christmas and the Austrian had been forced to go out by Gilbert. Despite his reluctance to go, the Austrian had been persuaded to go at the mention of "good Sachertorte" and had decided to have a drink. Two. Three. Four. Anyway, the Austrian had had much more than one and as most of the Germanic nations know, he becomes a worrier when intoxicated. Despite the Prussian's attempt of preventing him from doing so, he stumbled onto the Swiss' land, glasses off and unusually messy-looking.
