All this petting and poking doesn't seem to bother him. At least, not for a few seconds. Finally, he growls, eyes turning reptilian, and he turns his head to catch the side of Prussia's hand in his mouth. He doesn't bring out his fangs. Not yet. But there is a warmth behind his mouth, coming from the pit of his stomach, somewhere.
Th-those eyes... they're enough to send a jolt of fear up his spine before he remembers that he is dead, and even if he weren't, he's too awesome to be afraid of something like that.
But Arthur is... definitely not human.
.................Curiousity killed the cat, and Prussia's no cat, so he just uses his free hand to try to lift one of Arthur's eyelids even further, to get a more complete look at that eye. "Whoa, awesome. Like a lizard or snake or some shit."
Wait why are you touching his eyelids. Arthur releases Prussia's hand, showing off fangs when he opens his mouth. No, he's not human.
But his eyes become normal at the country's outburst. Prussia was excited, just the way Gilbert was when he found out what Arthur really was. That wasn't too long ago, and it saddens him. Egh. He takes a step back. He didn't mean to attack Prussia's hand. He felt comfortable around him enough to want to play, even though he shouldn't have. This wasn't Gilbert, not his Gilbert.
"Dragon," he corrects, and then turns to leave again.
"Dragon..." Wow. That was so awesome! Especially those fangs. They looked like they could bite right through him! Which was also awesome.
He wanted to pursue this, push Arthur further, because he was just so damn interesting, but considering he hadn't wanted to speak to him earlier -admittedly, due to a case of mistaken identity-, it would probably be way too odd for him to keep on following and talking to him. Daaaamniiiiit. His curiousity was so piqued it had climbed all the way to the top of Mt Everest and stuck a flag up there claiming that peak in the name of Prussian curiousity!
"Kesesese! Awesome! Well, then, England, I'll see you around!" He patted Arthur on the shoulder roughly before heading for a different exit.
Arthur spun around to stare at Gilbert incredulously. Augh! Was he really going to call him England? That was so... insulting! He huffs again, eyes flashing. "No, you won't!" It wouldn't be easy avoiding him, but Arthur didn't want that guy messing with him, especially now that he knew what Arthur was. But a part of Arthur didn't want Prussia to stay away, because he was comforting... Until he opened his mouth. ERGH SO FRUSTRATING!
He grinned his most awesome and amazing and swoon inducing grin at Arthur. "Yes I will! This ship isn't so big you can avoid me forever!" And he wanted to keep pestering the dragon, because that was so cool! He'd never met a dragon! Had his England ever met one? He talked about unicorns and faeries and okay wow that was making him unawesomely homesick so he wasn't going to keep thinking that.
Okay. No. Why would Prussia do that? He must have known that would get under Arthur's skin! He grit his teeth in frustration, but that did nothing to stop the blushing. What a jerk! He was nothing like Gilbert, and yet... Rrrrgh! Arthur turned on his heel and left the cafeteria through the opposite side.
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Th-those eyes... they're enough to send a jolt of fear up his spine before he remembers that he is dead, and even if he weren't, he's too awesome to be afraid of something like that.
But Arthur is... definitely not human.
.................Curiousity killed the cat, and Prussia's no cat, so he just uses his free hand to try to lift one of Arthur's eyelids even further, to get a more complete look at that eye. "Whoa, awesome. Like a lizard or snake or some shit."
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But his eyes become normal at the country's outburst. Prussia was excited, just the way Gilbert was when he found out what Arthur really was. That wasn't too long ago, and it saddens him. Egh. He takes a step back. He didn't mean to attack Prussia's hand. He felt comfortable around him enough to want to play, even though he shouldn't have. This wasn't Gilbert, not his Gilbert.
"Dragon," he corrects, and then turns to leave again.
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He wanted to pursue this, push Arthur further, because he was just so damn interesting, but considering he hadn't wanted to speak to him earlier -admittedly, due to a case of mistaken identity-, it would probably be way too odd for him to keep on following and talking to him. Daaaamniiiiit. His curiousity was so piqued it had climbed all the way to the top of Mt Everest and stuck a flag up there claiming that peak in the name of Prussian curiousity!
"Kesesese! Awesome! Well, then, England, I'll see you around!" He patted Arthur on the shoulder roughly before heading for a different exit.
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GOSH THIS GUY MADE HIM FRUSTRATED.
ooh mister prussia ooh
LIFE IS HARD AND NO ONE UNDERSTANDS.