[closed] Trapped in a World That You Never Made

[britainsbiscuits]

Characters: England, Prussia (both Nyotalia)
Format: prose
This log is: closed
Location: Conquest dorm, white 2-B, Week 6 Saturday mid-morning (or whenever the train arrives)
Summary: After their first week in Rakuen, England and Prussia decide to recollect and form battle strategies.
Warnings: light girlxgirl probably

The sound of the train pulling into the station made England pause in her trek back to her dorm. She turned her head to watch and frowned. New people being brought into Rakuen already? Fresh meat, nervous and wondering how they suddenly got there, why they were there. England still didn't understand what the purpose was. She hadn't gotten into the routine yet, but all she knew was that she didn't want to be punished, and so she was forced to play the game. The Powers that Be wanted her to. Without knowing who or what they were, she couldn't possibly fight back.

She finally returned to her room and dropped herself face first on her bed. It had been a trying week. For the most part, England let Prussia read the manual and explain to her what was going on. To be honest, England was too frazzled to read anything, to do anything. She was scared and she wanted to go home. Even this was a test for a country who was over 1000 years old.

Comments

[scarredchick]

She notices the rings and thinks back, "Oh, those all need to go on the left hand, one per finger."

She looked in the bag to get the next item out. "How about this?" She pulls out a pretty green cloak the same style as her own.

[britainsbiscuits]

The same hand? That was a bit much. But England did as she was told, frowning at how weird her hand felt. The left hand, like a marriage. A marriage between two partners? Perhaps that was why.

"What is that for?" England nodded her head at the cloak.

[scarredchick]

Prussia smiled, "It's a gift! I wanted you to have a cloak like mine!" It was green because it looked better on England than the blue did.

[britainsbiscuits]

"But it doesn't have any powers?" England reached for the cloak and held it up. She liked it. It had a hood. This would do well for her class, especially if it was imbued with magic.

[scarredchick]

"Nein, just a cloak to keep you warm," she said with a smile.

[britainsbiscuits]

Oh... Well, she supposed that was alright. And it matched Prussia's, so England knew some thought had been put into it. She sighed, but finally smiled back gently. "Thank you."