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”Of course there’s a reason I’m here.” his lip snarks gently and he places his hands on the edge of Conall’s desk, leaning down so that he’s more at eye level and running his lip along his upper teeth, his eyes dark and power-hungry.
”Conall…it just so seems that my ah- previous self still has feelings for you, and, unfortunately, this has caused just a little disruption in my mentality. Surely you can relate.” once again, as he speaks, his lip twitches, be it in disgust or simply out of habit.
”After all, Kirkland…” at this, there is a little pause in which he straightens up once again, to his full height and strides around the desk so he’s truly face to face with the other empire without any obstructions between them. “Kiku doesn’t seem to understand that I’m in control now.”
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Talk about uncomfortable. He simply leaned back in his seat for a moment before he got up, looking down at the other with a slight sneer. Conall could definitely guess what he was getting at, and he really didn’t like the idea, so he let out a long breath, walking out from behind the desk so he could get a bit of space in between them.
"You see, I am loyal to Kiku, whether he be on the enemy’s side or not. And you can just get the idea out of your head right now because I certainly know what you’re getting at." He coughed a few times, wincing as his chest twinged.
Then, he huffed, wrinkling his nose. “So you’re free to leave now. I’m very busy, what with London trying to rebuild and all.”
I still sneak in sometimes. When it’s dark, though. Otherwise people wiuld see me.
[ He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around Conall’s waist as he propped his chin up on his shoulder. Really, not much had changed about the place, and he was honestly thankful about that. Particularly because now, Conall recognized and could remember it. ]
I can almost see you walking down the aisle. And there — you stopped right there and I got my first look at you, and…
Yeah? We should do that sometime.
-He grinned and leaned back against him, letting out a tiny breath of content. Everything was just as he remembered it, which he was thankful for. It made it easier to remember certain events-
Mm..and you had me the moment you laid eyes on me. -he murmured, taking his hand to intertwine their fingers together-
-He can’t survive without tea-
-Goodbye cruel world-
-He still doesn’t have any tea-
-The world is slowly crashing down around him-
» Send me a phobia you see my character having
dont make people feel bad for liking the hetalia dub
thats a shitty thing to do-
My muse is not always nice.
My muse can and will kill.
This is in character, and in no way, me against you.
I will warn you.
I will explain why my muse behaves like that, if it is appropriate to, timing and plot wise.
I will attempt to give you a way out of it.
But I will not change my muse’s character for you.
If your muse pisses off my muse, and my muse wants to attack and kill yours, there is only so much I can do to ensure that my muse is still in character. If you do not want your muse to die, please discuss with me.
But if you keep pushing my muse, despite being warned that death is what my muse desire for yours, please face the consequences with no negativity.
[ and finally, he pulled the two of them away from the room. He hadn’t expected that it would affect the two of them so much to see it, but part of him was glad for that. They had to walk for quite slme tome since the throne room was in the middle of the palacr, but they finally made it there, and Yao pulled him through the crowd to gaze in on the room behind the bars that prevented him from going inside. ]
And this is where we met…
-He hummed as he followed him, not minding the long walk. It gave him a chance to admire the palace, looking around. So many memories at every corner..it made him smile. When they finally reached the throne room, he blinked, wrapping his hands around the bars as he looked inside. What a shame that they couldn’t go in-
It is..it’s exactly how I remember it..