towerofanimus | What goes BUMP in the night

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What goes BUMP in the night

Characters: Prussia and Hungary/ open
Setting: In the darkened corridors of the dorms
Format: Prose?
Summary: The power's gone out, so Prussia is scouting to try to find out why this is.
Warnings: TBA

After the power had gone out, and had been out for longer than a few hours Prussia had given up on waiting around in his room and speculating on what had gone wrong in the tower. But once he was out in the hallways, armed with his sword, was when the sense of foreboding started in. It wasn't the dark that had him worried, he'd grown through the centuries where campfires were the only source of light and being in the dark was more than just a literal sense of the word. It was the movement he'd noticed in the shadows, vague humanoid shapes that'd vanish when he'd turn to peer into the murky darkness. Yet he swore he knew the silhouette of the figures that disappeared.

What had disturbed him more had been the voices that he'd sworn he'd heard calling his name and whispering close to him. Brandishing his sword he looked around into the darkness, this was much too strange for him.

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He had to pause and stare at what he knew was her face. Even in the dark he could roughly see where she was.

"Seeing as like, five minutes ago you didn't want to touch me, yeah it does matter. But you aren't bad at kissing, then again you only had Rodder-dick to go by so I can't blame you on that if you are."

Rolling her eyes she just sighed and leaned back against the wall with her arms folding across her chest. "Fine, just forget it then. "

"Look... just... arg. I'm shit at talking about this stuff. It's just.... it's fucking hard to y'know have this turned 180 on me... especailly after centuries of ignoring it." he mumbled and placed his good hand on her cheek, tucking some of her hair back behind her ear.

She tensed at his fingertips but soon enough relaxed the best she could. "Yes well, it's odd for me too but- I'm trying not to think. Just do..." She said quietly as her eyes cast away from his silhouette only to blush dark when he tucked her hair behind her ear. Part of her wondered if he would leave it at that or just- rip chunks of her hair out like he used to.

Nope, no hair pulling, he just left it at the simple touch. "Damn you sound like me for once." he smirked faintly in the dark and let his hand rest aginst her neck. He really didn't know where to go from there. Sure he knew what he wanted, his pants being slightly too tight were enough of a clue but he really didn't need a broken arm or nose to match his wrist.

"I assumed spontaneous was better than being predictable." She said flatly only to tense just a little more when his hand rested against her neck. She liked the warmth but more so worried about his wrist... if they were to do anything then he would probably be at the mercy of his own pain. "Anyways...come, you should lay on the bed and I'll tuck you in so you're warmer and don't get sick."

"Usually yea." he said and looked away from her in the direction he assumed a bed was in. "Do I get to lie on you in the bed? Because I'm rather comfortable where I am, thanks." Not to mention he didn't think walking was exactly a great thing even if it was only a few steps.

Blinking curiously, Hungary shook her head with her brows furrowed just a bit. "No..I was just- going to put you and tuck you in bed while I stood watch or sat near the bathroom." She said with a blink as she rubbed her cheek. "I really hadn't put much thought in to it I'm afraid...plus I thought you'd want a bed to yourself."

"Well, if you lock the door, problem solved... where did my sword go? Fuck." He took a moment and managed to get himself to his knees before he was hit with a wave of vertgio. It took him a moment of trying to sort out which ay was up before he could stand and shuffled his way toward where the door was. Sadly, he found his sword with a loud clatter of it being kicked by his boot. He yelped, not hurt but the loud noise had startled him before he picked it up and sheathed it.

"Door... door..." He reached his hands out blindly before he came in contact with the wall. Following it along he found the door and flipped the lock closed with a sigh.

"W-What the hell are you doing?" She shot to him as he tried t stand up. Blindly she reached out again and again for him only to grab nothing but fading mist of his presence that lingered in the chilly air.

Hungary pushed herself to sit up, trying her best not to get vertigo as well and collapse from dizziness especially with poor little Gilbird on her shoulder. Once standing, she blindly fumbled her out out through the dark towards the door, bent on finding him before he did something stupid more like collapse.

"I'm Locking the door Liz, so staying watch will be a bit easier. Never know who could've just opened the door and waltzed in here." he grumbled and turned around in time for her to smack into his chest.

"I think we need to work on the not running into each other in dark spaces." he teased, you could hear the smirk in his voice as he took her hand in his good one. "You have anything I can wrap this wrist in?"

She offed when she ran in to his chest. Quickly she tried to take a few steps back in hopes of finding her bearings. "Yeah I'll find something." She said with a huff as she blindly fumbled out towards the direction of the bathroom.

Taking the door, she pushed it open and stopped short of the door with a bit of hesitation.

"Forgot you were in the dark?" he muttered after hearing her footsteps halt. Taking a moment he listened to where she was and made a rough approximation guess as he walked over near her.

"It really feels like there's almost no gravity with how dark it is here."

She remained just a bit frozen as she stayed in front of the bathroom entrance. When he came near her she held out her arm and glanced over her shoulder to his silhouette in the dark. "Get back." She said firmly.

Turning her head back towards the bathroom, she took a deep breath and stepped inside with one foot, then another. Instantly she felt her ankles get snared and tugged harsh that swept her legs out from under her with a harsh scream only to get dragged in to the bathroom with the door slamming tightly shut behind her and between the two Nations.

"LIZ!" the scream startled him so badly that he pulled his sword free and chased after her into the dark. He didn't give it a second thought before the door was kicked open with enough force to kill a regular human.

"Liz!" he yelled, trying to hear any sound of struggle from within the darkness. Panic was crawling up his spine as he heard that same childlike whispering calling to him. "Fuck, Liz!"

From being grabbed, it seemed like whatever monster might of been in there had claws or teeth as Hungary could soon feel blood seeping down her calf once she was pulled in to the bathroom. She struggled and let out another painful scream, feeling a cut or bite sink back in to the same spot before she heard started to reach back and bang on the door behind her.

"Get out!" She yelled at him. "It's just as dangerous in here as out there!" Her concern was for him before herself. How could he heal if he only injured himself more?

Gilbert really wasn't thinking about the fact that the creatures couldn't be hurt by steel but was in full on battle mode. heading toward where her voice was he kept his sword up and out before remembering that her had a lighter in his pocket.

"Fuck I'm an idiot." he cursed and flicked open the lighter, immediately illuminating the once pitch black bathroom. The hulking shadow he saw made him curse loudly and slash at it. The shadow didn't seem effected in the slightest by the sword but cringed away from the light of the open flame, snarling at him and trying to lash out.

"HAHA scared of light are you, stupid fucker!" he growled and made his way back toward where Hungary's voice was heard, never taking his eyes off the shadowy creature.

"Light or not, get back!" She barked again while fumbling up to take advantage of the fact that the creature seemed to hate light. However, when she tried to stand up, she slammed in to the wall when the weight of her leg seemed far too heavy as she began to bleed to a pool of crimson under her.

Hopping the best she good, she grabbed his arm and tried to pull him with her back in to the room."The room is the safe zone . It's like Holy ground or something."

"Fuck, Liz, don't stand on that." he barked, sheathing his sword before trading the lighter into his other hand and keeping it pointed toward the creature. Ignoring the sharp pain in his wrist he looped an arm around Hungary and lifted her, backing their way into the bedroom.

"When I say so, slam the door." he said, taking a step backward over the threshold into the bedroom and keeping the lighter up. "NOW!" he took the final step back into the room so they were both clear of the doorway and the door for her to slam shut.

Hungary's initial reaction was the desire to punch Prussia in the face as he lifted her up. It was still weird to be handled as not...a sack of lard like he liked to call her. But remembering the severity of the moment, Hungary nodded.

Trembling just a bit from the blood loss, when they step back quickly and he shouted, she used her good leg and kicked the door shut violently only to hold her breath in hopes that her theory was right.

Nothing came through the door but the calling of their names had turned into almost wails and footsteps paced angrily on the other side of the door. GIlbert let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and helped Hungary over to the bed in the gloom and let her sit down.

"Looks like your theory was right. Do you have any candles in here?" he asked still holding the lighter and looking at her torn leg.

The sound was unsettling to say the least but Hungary was thankful that her theory had worked. Really thankful.

Her leg continued to tremble and she nodded and leaned over to her bedside drawer to fish out a couple of plain white candlesticks. "Here. I didn't realize you had a lighter." She said while handing them over to him.

"So far, I can heart fully say I hate this place."

"I forgot I had it with me, usually don't take it out unless I'm having a smoke while waiting for people or stuff." he said lighting a candle and casting the room in a dim glow. "Keep the rest of them, we don't know how long the powers going to be out." he muttered and crouched to look at her leg. To say it was bad was an understatement, he hadn't seen gashes that bad in a long time and it worried him.

"I hope you're not fond of your bed sheets because one is becoming bandaging." he said and pulled a white sheet off of the bed and began tearing it into long strips.

Glancing down at him in the flickering glow light, there was a haunting sense of just what kind of danger they were in. The sight of the soft orange dancing across his features was something that- she never really noticed that looked- well- handsome. Maybe that was the blood loss talking. "Guess that cancels the sex idea." She teased.

Tucking some hair behind her ear, she sighed and glanced down while moving herself to help gather she sheet off of the bed. In the pale glow, she looked normal but only a few shades paler with lips nearly fading to a purple blue. It had taken a wicked bite from her leg, but Hungary was determined not to let something like that beat her, no matter what.

"I believe the saying 'caught between a rock and a hard place' applies to our situation here. I don't like the idea of being trapped." She sighed while helping him rip apart the sheet in long rectangles to use as bandages.

"Sex can wait until you're not loosing half of your blood from a bite." he stated and looked for anything that could be used to clean the wound on her leg. Knowing their luck it'd get infected the longer they left it and were trapped in the dark.

"You have anything to clean this? Alcohol, those make-up wipes that girls use, anything?" he asked while putting pressure against the gashes to slow their bleeding. Looking up at her he wore an expression that was rarely if ever seen on him; concern. "You feeling okay? Lightheaded, cold, dizzy, like you're going to puke?" he asked.

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