I believe you hear my voice, even if I fell down forever.

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

Characters: Hungary; edes_virag / OPEN
Setting: Kitchen.
Format: I'll follow with whatever you do.
Summary:
Warnings: NA for now.


Humming to herself, the Nation seems to of made herself comfortably at home in the kitchen of the tower.

Dressed in just her school uniform with her usual white apron on, Elizaveta set out a large tray of Hungarian bread treats. A large selection settled on nearly four large platters, each platter used for one type of bread and topping.

"Hm. Maybe some ice cream in the center would give it a comforting touch." She said to herself as she stuck a finger in her mouth to lick off the excess chocolate she had been mixing in a bowl. "I certainly hope no one's allergic to nuts. Maybe I'll make some regulars just in case." She continued to talk to herself. "This really makes me miss home though... I wonder if it's already past autumn there. It must be getting cold and nice." Setting the bowl down, Hungary slumped her shoulders with an attempt smile, a sigh following suite at the weight of the situation.

"No time to get sad now." And quickly, she perked up. "Time to make some more!"

Comments

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland grabs one and takes a bite, making a sound of approval. "It isn't Polish, but I guess Hungarian food is just as good." He's teasing really. He actually does like Hungary's food.

As he's eating, he nods and shrugs. "Mm, yeah. It's totally boring here."

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

"Why thank you." She smiled to his teasing. At least they're not covered in paprika like most everything else of hers.

Taking one of the bread rolls, she held it with one hand and began covering the outside of it with the chocolate frosting. Occasionally she glanced from her work to him. "It totally is. That leash thing was weird, too. Did you get tied to anyone?"

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

He groans at her question and nods, taking a break from his eating. "Dude, I got tied to this emotional dude. He was so annoying!" Poland takes a bite from the bread a little irritably. "This tower sucks."

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

Oh jeez she could only guess what a pair that might of been. "Insanely emotional?" She asked curiously before the glanced up in thought. Part of her was rather lucky to have had such a calm individual that she did have.

"Mine wasn't too bad. He was grey though with two colored lenses. Had a cute lisp." She smirked. "It was fun to listen to."

[polishrule.livejournal.com]

Poland nodded as he nibbled at the food. "Yeah, insanely emotional. It was like...ugh. How does anybody deal with all that?" Poland liked not having to do with emotions too much.

He thinks about the gray comment. "Huh? Yours was gray? So was mine..."

[edes-virag.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like a handful." She frowned, nearing a pout that her bff had to deal with such a person. Blech.

"Really? Weird...it seems like there's a handful of them here, kind of like us Nations. But- I think they referred to themselves as...trolls? But not the kind Norway summons."