Posts by alfred f. jones ?

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"I make my own decisions! And even if you have had a rough past with him, you should still at least try to communicate! You two are blood related, and that bond should last your entire life! I am not blood related to Feliciano, but I still have that strong bond! Arthur and Alfred have had a rough past too! They're fine and allies! You guys need to work this out! I won't stop until both of you respect and trust each other again! But, until then, I will be at the hospital getting this checked out. Good day!" She picks up her Frying Pan and chucks it at Ludwig, and then retrieves it once more. She walks out of the doors of the old mansion, and starts to take a walk through the forests beyond.

Once she was far enough from the mansion, she took a seat against one of the trees and examined the wrist that was now starting to swell up. Struggling, she tears the sleeve off of her shirt and attempts to wrap it around her wrist. Unfortunately, she fails, causing the pain to just gradually increase.

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"Y-Yeah, of course I can. I can handle almost anything." She looks down at the wrist, which still badly needed to be wrapped due to the swelling. "What about you? How's your shoulder doing?" She lifts her hand to check Gilbert's shoulder, but she quickly clamps her hand back around the wounded wrist. It seemed to hurt more without it. "We both need to get to a hospital."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]i knooooooow //dies

"Yeah, a little. It's as best as it will feel until we get some more help. What about yours?" She kneels and leans over, inspecting the cloth. "Don't mind me." She tears off part of his shirt to look at the skin on hid shoulder. She gently puts her hand on the epicenter of the pain that was taking over her friend. "How bad does it hurt on a scale of one to ten?"

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"Let's go then, we both need X-Rays done." Elizaveta leans over to give Gilbert a gentle, yet passionate kiss, and slowly pulls herself away from him. "We will discuss other matters later. Until then, we need to get ourselves fixed up." She stands and brushes her light brown hair away from her eyes, and she stretches her uninjured arm out to help the Prussian rise. "We can make it."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"I will." Elizaveta squeezes his hand gently and leads him through the forest and back to the main roads.

Once they reach the hospital, Elizaveta leads them into the emergency room and checks them in. Of course, she had to fight a bit to let Gilbert get checked in first and to allow her to stay by his side. She would be her wrist checked later; his wound seemed a bit more serious than hers anyway.

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]With a roll of her bright green eyes and a shake of her head, Elizaveta lets out a frustrated sigh. "Oh alright, but for how long will I need it and when's the soonest I can get it on? The last time I needed a cast I had to wait until the next day." Keeping her eyes locked on the doctor in front of her, she stretches her other arm out to take Gilbert's hand and gently squeeze it. She was still in a little pain and a little shock, but that's not what she was worried about. She was more concerned for her lover's sore shoulder.

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]She groans in frustration and slips off of the bed, starting to pace with her hands in fists. Instead of yelling like she normally would, she just grumbles under her breath and occasionally bangs her uninjured fist on the soft bed. "You have no idea how lucky Ludwig is that I'm injured!" she yells, continuing to pace out of pure anger. "And you have some explaining to do too! But not right now."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"No, it's fine, I can understand and relate. Do you know how many times I lied to Ro-..." She pauses, but then shakes her head and continues pacing. "Never mind, we don't need another reason to be angry about something." She looks down at her wrapped wrist and rests her right hand down on it in an attempt to ease the throbbing. "Where the hell is this doctor? I just want out of here."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta manages to relax the slightest bit at the feel of Gilbert's soft lips against her cheek, but it doesn't last very long. Anger was still boiling inside of the Hungarian, and she was ready to take it out on someone or something. "I can't be patient when I'm in pain and family is betraying each other. I just can't."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta ceases and turns to look at Gilbert. With a sigh of defeat, she walks over to him and sets herself down on his lap, curling up and resting her head on his uninjured shoulder. "I'm sorry, it just pisses me off."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"I don't care, Gilbert," Elizaveta mumbles, this time in a calm tone. "You don't deserve that, and I won't stand for it. I'm fighting again and again until he gets his thoughts straight. Gilbert, I would die for you. I love you that much." She looks up into his eyes for a moment, but then she closes her bright green eyes to just take a deep breath and relax, or try her best to. It was hard at this point with so many things on her mind, but oh well.

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta was roaming around their bedroom, vacuuming and such to keep it nice and tidy, as she'd like things to be. She goes on her hands and knees to check under the bed when she finds a small piece of paper under Gilbert's side of the bed. Her eyebrow arches up, and she reaches over to grab the small white object. She unfolds the note, and allows her eyes to scan it over, reading every word.

what the note says?

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta?'s eyes had once again turned into those of pure fury. She stands and gives Gilbert a deadly glare. "You lied about the letter? You kissed Natalia!? You didn't know how you felt about me until now!? You bastard!" Her shoulders become tense and her hands turn to fists. "Why!? Would you care to explain? Oh wait, you might lie again. AGAIN."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"Gilbert, how can I tell anymore?" Elizaveta asks, a bt calmer as she crosses her arms. "You've already lied to me so much, and you kept that kiss from me. If you had just told me I wouldn't be mad. How can I believe you anymore?" Her eyes turn back to ones of anger as she kicks his boots across the room. "Well? How can I!?"

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]so I'm not he only one

Elizaveta stares coldly into Gilbert's eyes, and she walks over to him, fighting back the sorrow that over and her at the sight if his tears. "Gil, maybe we need some time apart. Just a week to figure things out and cool off. I don't know where you can go, but I'm sure you'll find some place. Please understand when I say you need to leave." her green eyes soften a bit, still showing the signs of her saying to herself, 'No, don't go' and 'He can't leave; I love him' but her anger had taken over, and she thought that it was the best thing for their relationship. Her voice gets a little choked up, and she says, "Please, just go. I'll be fine. Don't touch me."

he peeks into the window and sees her flipping out a bit inside? Like throwing pillows and such?

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta sighs and goes downstairs, throwing around a few pillows and breaking a few small things to release the anger that had boiled over. After a minute or two, she sighs and shakes her head, walking over to the kitchen to finish washing the dishes. She keeps her frying pan close, and she wipes away a small tear from her eye. When she hears a click at the door, she grumbles under her breath and turns. "Gilbert, I asked you to g- You. What the hell do you want Roderich?"

he comes close; she picks up frying pan
He takes frying pan; leans down to kiss her
She pushes him away; he pins her hands down and kisses her passionately?

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"How do you know? And it's none of your business. Leave me one." She turns to shut off the running water and dry off her hands, and when she turns back, her eyes narrow even further. The Austrian ass was trying to get closer to her! How stupid could someone be? veryimeanlookatwalmart "Go away, Rod."

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"We had a small dispute, okay? Don't get any closer!" She knees Roderich and picks up her frying pan. "As I said, it is none of your business otherwise! Leave!" She gives him a cold glare and looks to her left and right, trying to find the best escape route.

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[justify][font=georgia][size=8]"Then- I'll..." She had tried to speak through the kiss, but unfortunately was unable to from the feeling of Roderich's lips. Her eyes screw shut from the mixed feelings that were starting to come over her. He was her ex husband, and she hated him, but there was one small part of her that felt the slightest bit sad that she had left him. His kisses are the same... Almost perfect... Nothing can beat Gilbert's though. Why did I have him leave? To take a turn around since Roderich wasn't looking, she puts her hands on his sides and knees him as hard as she could, and then she releases him and attempts to reach over to grab her frying pan.

[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Elizaveta shakes her head as soon as the Austrian was pulled away from her. She spits a few times and washes off her lips, but at the same time, she keeps her eyes glued to the action that was going on behind her. She watches the two in silence, her heart pounding in her ears, and then, once Roderich is out of the house, she turns to run up the stairs after the Prussian. "Gilbert! Gil!" she calls, dashing into her bedroom and wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.