Posts by Clara is Trash

((Ok, let's do dis! XD))

Name: Angelina Carriedo

Age:14

Son/Daughter of?:Spain mother unknown

Personally: she-unlike her father- will sometimes have a bitter Tsundere attitude. But is usually happy and care free. She's protective of her friends whether their older or not. She is rather close to France's kids and Prussia's kid. She hopes one day that they can make a mini Bad Touch Tiro group.and she is most of the time "annoying" as they would call it Romano's kid. She easily makes friends.She constantly switches her attitude from her usual kind cheerful self to dark and sadistic, due to the fact that her father was a pirate-it rubbed off on her.((I just noticed this..but Chibitalia refers to Spain as "Big Brother Spain" and France as "Big Brother France" o.o would that make them somewhat like cusions?))

Appearance:((I like this version))

((What do you mean gone? :o))

She finally broke out the giggle fest. She still looked around in amazement.

((OH. So, your sure I can start?))

((Thank you~))

A tan girl quickly ran up to the towering building. Oh, how often was she late? She ran up the stairs and into the building. Having a bad sense of direction,she of course got lost. She huffed. "Hola? Any one here?" She asked, running her fingers through her brown hair, green eyes glistening in the faint sunlight. She brushed her hand over her red ruffle dress taking a deep breath.

She looked at him again. She was very worried, her baby blue eyes gave that away.

She still look at him. Her eyes were still full of worry.

He still lay on the ground of his room in his deep sleep.

She shook her head. "OH! Um..I-I'm sorry, I...was...am...just worried is all" she quietly said.

((Sure))

Angelica spun around. "OH! Si!! I got lost..." she said half embarrassed. She laughed lightly. "Oo~ I think your accent is French!! I'm Anglica Carrideo! My father is none other than the epic Antonio Carrideo! Or Spain, or España as some would say." She beamed pridefully at what she had said in less than three minuets and in one breath!

She nodded slowly. "O-ok." She said.

Marluxia lie there under the unconscious spell but with a smile.

Zexion was still asleep, he probably would be for a while.

Demyx was being stubborn and wanted to sleep.

((Wait, Spain was already taken? :o))

((OH xD ok lol))

She smiled. "Heehee~ my father says that when I talk really fast like that, I sound like Mr.Feliciano, whom is really close to my dad~" she giggled."Well who might you be? As I said I'm Angelica Carrideo" she smiled.

She also smiled.

Her smile grew bigger. "Oh! Oh! I knew your accent was French!! And you," she turned her attention to the Italian,"Romano, Italy or Seborga?" She asked.

He wouldn't wake up.

She looked and smiled. She stayed quiet so the older nation could go back to sleep.