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[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

Characters: Germany and you.
Setting: The library.
Format: Action.
Summary: In which Germany discovers the library's trashy romance novels.
Warnings: Nothing so far.



[although he's been frequenting the library often since he found himself trapped in the tower, germany has struggled to find books providing useful information about the state of his world or the tower itself. it's odd. and definitely suspicious to him.

he's sitting at a table behind a couple of neat piles of books: ones he has read and other that he's yet to look at. although the tower's library may be lacking in critical information, it had managed to distract him momentarily with a few trashy love novels he had found wedged in the corner of a shelf.

with one elbow on the desk and another holding the paperback open, he occasionally flicks the page over.]

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[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

[Wandering through the library herself, she's found her own little section of trashy romance novels and while she has a good handful of them in her arms, she doesn't take notice to him right off the bat.

Glancing over she sees him and flinches, nearly dropping the books but hurries quick to shuffle them behind her back.] G-Germany?

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[he glances up.] --Hungary.

[attempting to be subtle and failing a bit, he places his book down to the side with the cover facing down.] Er, Guten Tag. What brings you here?

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

Oh! Ah..I ...was just returning some books. [Moves her books all discreetly behind her, frowning.]

Ah- w-well it's nice to see you again at least.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Hi Germany! Hang out with any trolls yet?]

[This specific troll enjoys trashy rainbow drinker novels, and is currently searching for one to read when she happens upon Germany surrounded by his stacks of book]

Excuse me, may I bother you for a moment? Are you aware if there is a section for supernatural novels?

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

I recall seeing a section, yes-- [he glances up at her. then stares for a moment, especially at her horns. he's yet to meet any of the tower's resident trolls.]

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[She can feel his gaze on her horns and subconsciously touches one]

Has my appearance offended you in some way? [no one else has really been bothered by it, so it was odd]

[froghunting.livejournal.com]

[wow germany.

this guy looks like he likes to read. perhaps he can help her!

you now have a young girl with butterfly wings curiously hovering over your shoulder] Good afternoon. Is it any good?

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

Well, er, [he snaps the book shut.] not really--.

[he looks around. and sees her wings.

that's. well.

odd.]

[froghunting.livejournal.com]

Oh. That is a shame. I'm sorry to bother you, I'm Mercedes.

I was wondering if you could help me find something...

[missmarliest.livejournal.com]

[Cornet, to be honest, was looking for sheet music. She didn't know how to read it, but hey, she had...a lot of free time...so she might as well try to learn, right?!

She was scurrying through the library, unaware of any sort of arcane 'Dewey Decimal System' and unwilling to ask for help out of stubbornness when someone's book title caught her eye.]

Oh, hey, I've read that one..!

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[he glances up, then turns the book to take a look at the cover. the italian millionare's waitress bride doesn't seem like it would be a particularly popular title...]

Really? I, er, don't normally read these sort of things...

[thisclinchesit]

[Oh dear, someone left the door open to Shoutarou's room, and one of his little robots got out.]

[The little froggie-bot is jumping from table to table until it lands on Germany's table, and speaks up in the voice of a young Japanese woman.]

Hello~!

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[what. is that.]

...hello? [he's seen what weird robot things japan can make. perhaps it's one of his?]

[thisclinchesit]

Hello~! Hello~! What're you reading, Philip? [The thing jumps a few times, then does a backflip.]

[rompicoglioni.livejournal.com]

[Romano's not one for books, to be honest, but there's really not much else to pass his time. And like so many others, he's drawn to the romance novel section.

Where he sees that bastard.

Of all people!

He doesn't say anything yet, merely lurks behind that bookshelf and glares at the back of Germany's head.]

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[germany begins to get that rather unsettling feeling that he's being watched.

he turns to look behind him and meets romano's glare. well. the peace was nice while it lasted.]

Do you mind?

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ To get her mind off all the things, Spain pulls out a couple of her favourite literature classics, Don Quixote first on her list, from the library, and goes to find someplace to sit.

As she walks through, she felt his presence, a strange but familiar feeling. Germanic, she concludes, but it doesn't seem to be Germany herself...

Nonetheless, she is intrigued, and she casually strolls over to peek over his shoulder to see what he's reading. ]

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[surprised, he snaps his book shut. he looks around and begins to say something, but then stops. she does look... oddly familiar. after a moment, he responds,]

It's nothing particularly interesting. [he gestures to the book.]

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[He just wanted a gardening book; if he couldn't actually garden, he could at least read about it and look at the pictures. . . he hated being here and not being able to do the thing that he enjoyed. Germany will hear soft scolding in Dutch from between a few shelves. . .]

Ach, Poffertje. You can't chew on the cover . . .

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[germany looks towards the shelves, frowning at the sound of the familiar voice.]

Niederlande?

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

[] My my, I didn't realize we had such literature available.

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

I just happened to find a few. I don't know if there's any more.

[eastern-awsum.livejournal.com]

Hey West, whatchya readin?

[As Gilbert is seemingly able to do, he appears out of nowhere, peeking over his brothers shoulder to catch a glimpse of the book Germany is holding. Really, he'd spotted the familiar shadow and had decided to check it out if it was actually his brother. Now that it was, it made him feel a little more relaxed about being here. Not much, but enough.]

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

Bruder? O-- oh, it's nothing. [he closes his book, hiding the cover with his hand. prussia is the last person he needs catching him reading this sort of thing.]

I heard you were here. And already picking fights. [he frowns. you're the older one, prussia, you should know better.]

[mercantilistic.livejournal.com]

( ( have a rather curious spaniard dressed in some pretty old clothes coming over. ) )

Do you work here?