elizabeta eventually stopped running, out of breath. 'man alive, that cat can run!' then she looked up to see a very familiar cat, a very familiar hat and a very familiar prussian. suddenly alert, she whipped her nifty travel-frying pan out of her backpack and held it in front of her, "hey you? can I have my hat b-back please?" alright, that sounded a lot less intimidating than she had hoped. but it's not her fault stupid boyfriend-chosen-dresses don't help with chattering teeth from the cold!
she slowly edged closer to him, putting the frying pan back in her bag and taking her hat back with a smile now on her face, "it's fine, just make sure this doesn't happen again because i always have my pan here." it was a threat, but she said it in a jokey, more at ease way.
"anyway, you're the guy who helped me out earlier right?" she asked him, trying to remain friendly, "i'm sorry that i didn't get much time to say thanks for that."
"so, y-yeah, thanks," she mumbled awkwardly, placing the hat back on her head and looking down at her feet.
elizabeta was about to respond when she saw the blood that the prussian was trying to cover, "are you okay?" she lightly pressed her finger near the blood on his lip before going Ito her bag, bringing out a small medi-kit. when you have a boyfriend that has a habit of getting beat up for no reason, you learn to come prepared. "here, let me help."
she nodded slightly, but still insisted on helping, getting a small wipe from the box. she vey gently dapped at the cut on his lip to clean it out and stop the bleeding for a little bit.
hey violet! denmark said you reminded him of me. i think we'll be good friends! c:
elizabeta stuffed the wipe in her bag afterwards to throw away later. lightly stroking the cat's fur. yes, she actually liked cats when they weren't stealing her stuff, "okay, i'l remember that. i was just a little curious as to why not many people went down there-but now i know, 'ey?"
"hmm?" the girl looked back up at him, tilting her head to one side slightly, "sure, what's up?"
elizabeta was definitely interested now. she honestly didn't care how stupid it might be, she just wanted to know something new, "no, please tell me! i wanna know!"
oh. now she felt a little awkward... "yeah, but he's getting really annoying. and he didn't show much interest when i went to his trembling from the cold because of this thing he wanted me to where," she gestured to the dress and crossed her arms over her chest in a huff to make a point.
elizabeta let out a sigh, resting her head on a hand and looking over at gilbert, "why'd you ask?"
"hmm..." she could practically feel the nerves in the prussian's voice, but didn't think much of it, "...uh, okay then. what's your name anyway?"
"nice to properly meet you then gilbert!" she chirped, smiling at the boy brightly, "i'm elizabeta."
elizabeta gigged lightly, stroking the fur of the cat on her lap again.
"is this little guy your's then gil?" she asked with a grin, "what's 'is name?"
"how original," she giggled, looking up at him again.
privyet everyone! c:
hmm? oh hi latvia ~
anya is here! who wants to become one with mother russia? ~