Hey, you ~!
Happy New Year. I hope that 2011 will bring only good things and nice xDDD. The thing here on 31 was better than excellent. I went to bed at 6 am and woke up at 10 pm, 17 hours of sleep, you know what that is, for me, suffering from chronic insomnia for 3 years? A New Year's miracle! I slept all that I did not sleep in 2010 in one night!
xDDDD Anyway, love USUK. So begins the year. Still, you know, I my Angst. Although I think in a few days, when father and mother have to leave, ILXC
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of sight, out of mind" London, UK.
Buckingham Palace.
September 11, 2001. 1:50 pm.
Something was wrong. He raised his head slightly, leaving a few seconds to drink a refreshing and delicious tea that he loved. I was not entirely sure, but ~ ... shook his head. What's wrong with their inhabitants, perhaps? Could that have triggered a sudden and that the problem had distressed "?
No. It was that kind of feeling. Not sat
nation dures were the feelings like
person was also. This strange hunch was not from the United Kingdom of Great Britain Northern Ireland bad feeling that came from Arthur Kirkland. What was it?
re He sat in the comfortable chair while a bad taste in his mouth was installed. A bitter and sour. Gulped. Possibly the tea was gone or had not prepared exactly like every morning. Felt more of those pesky flavor from the start of the tongue to the end of his lips before severalwarning cries and screams a few bewildered (outside the comfortable living room) him out of his thoughts.
heard people running back and forth along the corridor that led out of the room. A short silence and print more screaming. The blonde felt a new pang of anguish. - "What the hell ...? murmured, starting to worry. I was considering the idea of going out to find out what happened, plus one of the workers placi the king came so loud the little room that was, almost knocking the doorto him when he did. The expression that the young British man had nothing good could not merit, which use whatever Arthur warned. What's happening? Which is why all the fuss? "He demanded, frowning a little frown.
The newcomer settled, standing firm, as if he were facing some kind of commanding officer. Nation looked somewhat shocked and nervous. - Lord! "He began, with the same solemn and respectful attitude to those helpfulPeople used to have with him. United States of America is under a terrorist attack, sir.
The phrase rang a few times in his head, buzzing in his ears.
'
Alfred ... '
Before the villager in front of him could say anything more, English was already past the door of the room, after dropping the well refined where he took the area, which was now broken in pieces on the floor neighborhoods.
~.
Her eyes widened in awe, as his pupils dilated slightly-better get used to imagents noted that at that time. Her lips, separated by fairly disturbing image that had to make a superhuman effort not to make that sound stifling anguish came from the depths of his being when the American plane crashed into a of the twin towers.
The north tower had been hit. Different people who were that day at Buckingham Palace broke into exclamations of all kinds. From screaming to a couple of "bloody shit!" That this time no one would disapprove, but they were in that place that deb & iacute; to be worthy of respect.
All but him.
Arthur remained with his emerald orbs fixed on the television screen that aired the news around the world. Just could not take your eyes off that image, which gradually became darker and disturbing.
Dolorosa. The smoke and fire began to consume the building very quickly collided, and the shouts around him did not stop.
England, meanwhile, was no longer able to hear them. For some reason, the only sound that ran through his head was the laughter of Alfred. The infant room & laughter
'Alfred
...! "
closed his eyes, turning around and forcing himself to look away. Close both hands into fists, controlling your breathing. A few seconds later she looked around, quickly deciding who to ask for information. A prime minister who was there that day was selected.
- how many attacks have happened?
-Three. bit her lower lip internally. He had just seen two, which indicated that he had failed 'prese; NDOS in one war after another. That was what made was to use its position as the leading world power. His teeth drilled
stronger skin that covered his own hand.
Who the hell wanted to fool?
was always ready to scold and be against the ridiculous ideas of American always had a reason to argue with and I always believe a board of unruly villagers. But actually did not believe a single word had thought.
had already been informed of the alleged terrorists who were convictedue had wanted a child. By God, go lie. I would kiss the ground that France had stopped treading if that fat liberator love for just one day. 're worried that Alfred be found in the Pentagon at the time of the attack.
Or maybe in the twin towers?
not put it lip service, was England after all, but boy that thought it was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Concern punishment let him act and move in a coordinated way. A drop Masy burst-burst could be accompanied by the name of; It.
-
This ... 'thing', can not fly a little faster
? He asked the pilot operating the jet which was heading to America. The aforementioned replied after a moment of silence. "Come as quickly as we can. Arthur
slightly narrowed eyes. "It seems.
There used to be so with other people, unless its people. It was a nation, about anything. A nation diplomatic and reasonable. But, the point was that Alfred was not 'anything'. So its part diplom & aachours straight, get to land and go to see Alfred. needed to go see him.
As its pilot had predicted, it was almost impossible to be allowed to land on American soil. All airports were closed and flights canceled. Nothing and nobody could leave or enter the country. Arthur knew that was a method of preventing another terrorist attack, and somehow he appreciated, Alfred be safer that way
. But he ... he was! He would not do any harm! He had to yell for everyone Communicator jet at the airport, even threateningr to break off relations between nations if not allowed to land-which he could not decide and did not think
do
. But they did not know and hoped that the English crown would not know what I was doing such blatant threats, otherwise it would be in trouble.
Washington streets only place where he had been allowed to land, had made a mess. People ran to and fro, seemed to be terrified by what happened, they felt the death breathing against his neck, as if the danger was some sort of corporeal being, who stalks, attentiveor attack them again. England managed to communicate with the White House and the first thing he did was ask for the American, clutching the phone tightly. Nobody knew where he was.
- How they have not been able to locate,
bloody hell! Shouted a senior member of American politics, on the phone. It is their nation and was attacked! Should not have found him to know how you are? Her screams were barely audible over the noise that was in the airport waiting room. No, I do not want co communicatemp; iacute; to Alfred in the airport? He sat up, trying to reach over people that were raised. Where ...? He heard the mother swallow nervously.
-
Baby do not you see ...
-turned to the woman, seeing as poníaa the lower legs and had put his face against her neck.
He is only sleeping in bed, Annie.
- ma ... But there was something strange in the body ...
-
not Annie. D-You ...
-it seemed like the mujer be discussed to give a good reason to prevent him from seeing the American.
... let you sleep at night, you ... you see when you wake
. Lower seemed content with that, more than Arthur did not stop looking at the woman, confused. Suddenly fell into account the entire waiting room was silent. He looked in the direction where all people did, detecting a TV in the corner, where they had tuned in CNN. Upon seeing the image they projected, could understand what he meant when he referred the girl white bed, and that over which weC journalist narrated from the study as the police, along with firefighters and volunteers had managed to go to help those who were in the Department of Defense. The camera focused only to Alfred, who seemed mired in the middle of consciousness and unconsciousness. With eyes slightly open, seemed to struggle to stay awake. He had glasses on and his face was covered with soot, under which some wounds were not deep.
English understood why 'Annie' referred to a white bed. The child was being taken on a stretcher by paramedics, who tried to tellAmerican Zó hands were red, full of chips and scratches. Cracked his knuckles. As expected.
The hero had come to save all who were in danger
. He frowned, looking disapproving way, as he felt all the anguish of the day turned to anger. Something began to press against her eyes.
- You're an idiot! The cry rang across the length and breadth of the white hall. You're just an idiot! You always have been! An idiot emancipated, America!ip;-eyes squeezed a bit, swallowing with difficulty. The pain of the six thousand wounded ... "Alfred felt a lump in the throat, while that which to force against UK eyes grew stronger. ... I see the face of U.S. one hundred twenty-five I could not save the Pentagon ... "His voice was almost a whisper, gritted his teeth. ... I feel the anguish of all my people.
The larger body was shaking, even with his eyes fixed on the body of the American.
could not, damn, could not really! Dol & iacuyou, to hurt too much ~ ~ ... ... even, even more than that time ...
"Hey, the aforementioned Arthur looked at his face upon hearing that his name was called human- . Am I a bad hero, for failing to prevent the suffering of all of them?
... Or, maybe ... I'm not a hero after all.
What? No, no! Habar should not thereby not allow it! It was not his fault, that fool liberator! Tried to tell him what never to say or give acolitaría. Wanted to say that it was a hin which he lay. The pressure against her eyes finally flowed in the form of a parade of tears pouring through their cheeks. He covered his face with his hands, feeling her body tremble slightly. He could not, simply could not
. See Alfred in this state was too much for him. If you watched his body hurt no bands had a second, was sure he would not remain standing for longer.
He could not see it that way
. Not when he was injured also morally. Not when he was suffering so much.
Was it a selfish way to act? His body suf; After the attack, several governments adopted anti-terrorism laws or tightened existing ones, particularly in the face of Islamic terrorism, being in the first instance the UK government. "
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Note:
I must admit that for a time was hard, and within seconds longer. I also admit I was somewhat OoC in some pieces. Alfred drove least ... in fact, I've focused a lot this collection Arthur, right? Ya. I promise the next focus more on the cute fat American. But, back to t
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Dann just looked at me like crazy while I took pictures of life very happy xDD, stayed with me all the time, is not it cute ~? Ya, do not see my face but my blood, I guess that is enough right? xD would not have wanted to seeFace me, that is, how someone can be nice to be back after lunch viciously for nearly seven hours? Exactly, nothing pleasing to see. 
