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entrancelogs2009-05-03 08:41 am
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Who: China and Hong Kong
Where China's room [eighth floor, room 014]
When: after china's first entry
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hong Kong comes to visit his father after seeing that he arrived. And China wants to know what is going on.
the Story:
[China]
China sat on his bed, in the shambles of what was his room. Maybe he had over done it a bit. Papers scattered the once clean floor, his tea table now rested vertically against the far wall, and his bed had been all but flipped. When the older nation snapped, he snapped. Placing his hand on the his face pinching the bridge of his nose. The headache was unavoidable now, he was much too old to have to deal with things like this. Trying to be positive he ran through the pros and cons of the place. Hong Kong was here. That was a big pro, it meant he wasn't with UK. Just the thought of the nation having his son, made his tension headache worse. Finally in a attempt to gain some composure for when his son came in the room, he took a few deep relaxing breaths. Taking his hair tie and pulling his long dark brown hair into a ponytail. Now he just had to wait for Hong Kong.
[Hong Kong]
Hong Kong stared at the journal for a few more moments. China was here. CHINA WAS HERE. He wasn't alone anymore, and his beloved father was here so he could spend time with him...
He got up and closed the book. Then he started up to China's room and knocked at the door. "Bàba?"
Where China's room [eighth floor, room 014]
When: after china's first entry
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hong Kong comes to visit his father after seeing that he arrived. And China wants to know what is going on.
the Story:
[China]
China sat on his bed, in the shambles of what was his room. Maybe he had over done it a bit. Papers scattered the once clean floor, his tea table now rested vertically against the far wall, and his bed had been all but flipped. When the older nation snapped, he snapped. Placing his hand on the his face pinching the bridge of his nose. The headache was unavoidable now, he was much too old to have to deal with things like this. Trying to be positive he ran through the pros and cons of the place. Hong Kong was here. That was a big pro, it meant he wasn't with UK. Just the thought of the nation having his son, made his tension headache worse. Finally in a attempt to gain some composure for when his son came in the room, he took a few deep relaxing breaths. Taking his hair tie and pulling his long dark brown hair into a ponytail. Now he just had to wait for Hong Kong.
[Hong Kong]
Hong Kong stared at the journal for a few more moments. China was here. CHINA WAS HERE. He wasn't alone anymore, and his beloved father was here so he could spend time with him...
He got up and closed the book. Then he started up to China's room and knocked at the door. "Bàba?"