#thathungariangirl

[thathungariangirl]

Spring is coming (OPEN STARTER)

Elizaveta hummed softly to herself, her green eyes softly overlooking the small orchard close to her home. She sat on the hill on the frosty afternoon, simply wondering and contemplating the quiet Christmas.

Her hair was put up in a messy bun, with no make up and comfortable, baggy clothes. She didn't feel the need to make herself up when she didn't have to impress anyone. No-one who she had to cover up for was going to see her.

The orchard wasn't just an orchard. It was battlegrounds, stained red with blood from loyal soldiers over centuries. It was gardens in full bloom in an Austrian Summer. It was seas of discovery and new empires. But, most importantly, it was her home.

She snapped out of her daze after she heard a soft sound. "Hello?" She enquired, curious as to who'd come and visit her.

[canali-di-ispirazione-blog]

Fluff please!

Getting ice-cream.

It had been a warm day. No not warm, hot, a really hot day. He hadn't expected the weather to turn in such a fashion but it had turned out to have been the best day ever.

They had gone in search of shade and discovered a small family owned gelato shop. He must confess he had a memory here or there of being here before and felt embarrassed he had let it slip his mind. So nestled on a small table in an alcove they say with bowls of ice cream finally getting to chance to hang out together.

"So how have you've been Elimama?" Feli asked eating some of his ice cream "I've not really heard much from anyone.

[naoisedeirdre]

"He’s dead, let’s move on."

"Aye, he’s dead, but ya can’t just expect us to leave him there."Sean shouted to the Hungarian, as she prepared to move off. What the hell was wrong with her? Sure the guy was dead but you couldn’t leave a corpse in the middle of the flipping street like it was nothing.

"Oi, Liza, I’m talking to you."

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thathungariangirl replied to your post:don’t look at me

Cheer up, hey! You still did very well! Keep your chin up and be proud of yourself! You deserve to be, you did good!

but...

but it was rugby, this is my jam.

It wasn't Brett I lost to but still, damn. 

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[TEXT] Antonio, are you awake? Xx

[Text;Isabet] Si. pq?

[gentleman-of-the-ages]

Bitter sweet (hungary)

He could smell something... it was bothering him and stopping him from concentrating on his piano. He was playing but ever few moments he would play a wrong note and it would irritate him. Until he finally slammed his fingers on the keys in frustration and hissed out. "I know somebody is there! Come out!" he demanded. 

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Hm~ I never had patience with calligraphy. My first written language was Arabic... so you can imagine trying to learn to write in latin and spanish later... Let alone trying to make the words seem pretty. 

Though when it came to reading... It depends on the subject. I used to quite enjoy studying Ancient civilisations in Europe, and battle tactics or geography were always interesting. Other than that it just seemed another thing to try and keep me busy and out of the way, or inside for that matter... 

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4 different things they should have said to your muse, but never managed to

"If only you'd married a spaniard, things would have been much better for you, strong women are admired in Spain, not stifled" "Your fair skin would look so much prettier with a summer glow to it." "Sometimes I'm really surprised you're still single" "Fancy going riding sometime? Don't worry, I don't mean me this time, I mean the horses."

First 3 things they ever noticed about your muse

"Yep. She was definitely at Turkey's house once upon a time. You can tell from the way she acts." "Wait is this the girl that Gilbert complains about... that's hilarious." "I'm surprised Austria didn't ask to marry her first..."

2 things your muse does that pisses them off

You let men walk all over you sometimes. You need to be a bit more decisive.

1 thing they have always want to do with your muse

Fall in love.