“You're so cold.” Nikolaj heard as he dumped the body in the water. The cold, lifeless body floated for a minute before sinking right to the bottom of the deep sea. It was a good thing they lived on a port or else, where else would he dump those he had to kill.
“Ah, shut it Tino.” Nikolaj muttered, “It's our job to get rid of things that interrupt with the Boss' business, you know it.”
Tino put a hand on his sniper rifle, “Yeah, but you don't have to keep sinking the bodies. Seriously, start digging graves for them.” Tino paused and lugged the rifle to his shoulder, “And stop kicking their bodies. Like they need shoe prints of your boots on them as they sink to the bottom.”
“If you got a problem with it, why don't you spend the hours needed to do that; being gentle and kind and blah, blah, blah.” Turning around sharply, Nikolaj went on, “If you think you can do a better job, then shut up and do it.”
“I'm just saying.” Tino said. “You don't have to be so rude.”
“. . . Just get in the car. I don't need anyone to see you out with the gun.” He shooed the Finnish man away. “Damned kid, why'd you get in the way?” He asked the sea, who kept quiet with it's answer. With no answer floating up to meet him, Nikolaj began to walk away, only sparing one last look. He could swear that his job was beginning to get to him.
A rustle, and a clang. A moment of silence to make sure no one would come back and then Eduard snuck out of the small crevice he had been hiding in. He was having a hell of a day and he was thankful he found that little spot. Of course, he would be even more thankful if he could just get the damned tracing collar off his neck.
“Why does he have to be so possessive?” Eduard asked silently. His fingers reached up to his neck, there had to be something around here that could help him remove it. Eduard began to look around, softly cursing the fact that if he still had his messenger bag with his computer and tools, he'd be able to get it removed in no time. He'd even be able to make it read a fake area where he was. But, alas, today had definitely not been his day.
“Looking for this?” A suave voice asked. Eduard paused in his looking, he wasn't going to look back. He wasn't going to look back. He didn't want to know who that – wait, that voice seemed so familiar.
“Curse it.” He decided and he turned around.
&End Episode 2&
Names: Orienna Bonnfey = Monaco Carlos Machado = Cuba
Anon wrote two much *cries* Then had to split it and (accidently) deanoned.... I get sad and weird when I haven't slept in a day!!! Anyway, tomorrow I will be back with the next episode of General Hetalia. Also, sorry for the Commercials... unfortunately we have to have them in there... According to my sponsor XD
Re: General Hetalia Episode 2: Part E (The one up there is D, sorry)
“Ah, shut it Tino.” Nikolaj muttered, “It's our job to get rid of things that interrupt with the Boss' business, you know it.”
Tino put a hand on his sniper rifle, “Yeah, but you don't have to keep sinking the bodies. Seriously, start digging graves for them.” Tino paused and lugged the rifle to his shoulder, “And stop kicking their bodies. Like they need shoe prints of your boots on them as they sink to the bottom.”
“If you got a problem with it, why don't you spend the hours needed to do that; being gentle and kind and blah, blah, blah.” Turning around sharply, Nikolaj went on, “If you think you can do a better job, then shut up and do it.”
“I'm just saying.” Tino said. “You don't have to be so rude.”
“. . . Just get in the car. I don't need anyone to see you out with the gun.” He shooed the Finnish man away. “Damned kid, why'd you get in the way?” He asked the sea, who kept quiet with it's answer. With no answer floating up to meet him, Nikolaj began to walk away, only sparing one last look. He could swear that his job was beginning to get to him.
A rustle, and a clang. A moment of silence to make sure no one would come back and then Eduard snuck out of the small crevice he had been hiding in. He was having a hell of a day and he was thankful he found that little spot. Of course, he would be even more thankful if he could just get the damned tracing collar off his neck.
“Why does he have to be so possessive?” Eduard asked silently. His fingers reached up to his neck, there had to be something around here that could help him remove it. Eduard began to look around, softly cursing the fact that if he still had his messenger bag with his computer and tools, he'd be able to get it removed in no time. He'd even be able to make it read a fake area where he was. But, alas, today had definitely not been his day.
“Looking for this?” A suave voice asked. Eduard paused in his looking, he wasn't going to look back. He wasn't going to look back. He didn't want to know who that – wait, that voice seemed so familiar.
“Curse it.” He decided and he turned around.
&End Episode 2&
Names: Orienna Bonnfey = Monaco
Carlos Machado = Cuba
Anon wrote two much *cries* Then had to split it and (accidently) deanoned.... I get sad and weird when I haven't slept in a day!!! Anyway, tomorrow I will be back with the next episode of General Hetalia. Also, sorry for the Commercials... unfortunately we have to have them in there... According to my sponsor XD