Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! & iroleplayyaoi]
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				Title: <strong>Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 01:40:13</strong>
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				First it started with little things that made Alfred start to look differently at Arthur. The way he treated his own people compared to Alfred’s was one thing that he noticed after a short time, but he tried to just shrug it off. He didn’t want to even think that Arthur could be unfairly treating his people and it took the Boston Massacre to open up his eyes. Five of his men were killed in a dispute that grew out of control at a rapid pace. Snowballs and rocks were throw at the British Soldiers and the armed soldiers attacked back -- with their guns. Although two of the soldiers were found guilty of murder, Alfred was sure that Arthur blamed his own men for their deaths and the event leading up to it. That was the starting point of where things became awkward between the two and America began to see less and less of England. Often avoiding him or glad that his “older brother” was always busy.<br><br>The Boston Tea Party seemed to not get it through England’s thick head. He was controlling him and his people, flaunting his power in front of their faces. It was never about how much the taxes were for the tea, it was a low tax and most could afford it if they wanted their tea. Arthur was ignoring their rights as Englishmen and their right to only be taxed by their own elected representatives. After the event, Alfred ignored being yelled at by Arthur and tried to get him to understand the reason for it. He was being unfair to his people and ignoring all of their rights, but that large eyebrow Brit wasn’t getting it through his head still and that meant they had to take drastic measures. <br><br>After awhile of planning behind the countries back, Alfred was finally ready to confront Arthur. There was a total of four other men inside of his home, call of them clad in blue uniforms and Alfred wearing the same. Their own government was set up, they could handle things by themselves and England has to back off or face war. The war would be declared against the country today, if England failed to see eye to eye with them. <br><br>“Nervous?” A voice behind Alfred started him and he let out a sigh. “It’s for the good of your people. Just remember that.” George placed a hand on his shoulder and Alfred smiled weakly at the man. This wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. He was angry for everything that Arthur put them through, but he also had trouble thinking of going against his older brother in a war. They wanted their independent and one way or another, they’d get it. <br><br>Alfred clutched the phone in his hand, he wasn’t sure just when he first picked it up to call Arthur, but it felt like hours had passed by. He nodded, knowing this had to be done and started to pushed the numbers on the phone, wondering if he’d be too busy to come over. When the phone was answered, his heart raced and he slammed the phone on the receiver without saying a word. <em>Why can’t I do this!? It’s for my people…I need to be the hero. I have to do it.</em> He picked up the phone again and yet again called him. <br><br>His palms were sweaty and the phone nearly fell from his hands, but he held onto it, “England. I have to talk to you about something…it’s important. It can’t wait!” He had to make sure that he knew how important it was. Alfred glanced over at the other men who nodded at him and smiled, giving him some encouragement to go against him. He was brave before, this shouldn’t be where he started to get afraid of England, this should be the part where he gets stronger and be able to go against him without any problems.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 02:10:45</strong>
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				Despite what Alfred wanted to believe, Arthur was not the one who controlled...well himself, there were multiple people above him in the chain of command.&nbsp; The king being one, and parliament being another section, if Arthur was to be rated on a scale of power he would basically be the same level as a member of parliament, powerful in his own right yes, but easily over ruled by group majority.&nbsp; He may be the nation, but he was not the people of his nation, a large thing that the almost independent Alfred didn't realize.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had heard of the Boston Massacre, and he had been the one who pushed for the deaths of the solders, not for the retaliation or anything like that.&nbsp; They pulled their guns on children and unarmed civilians, and Arthur could really care less about that, but the thought that Alfred could have been in that group? Well his blood seemed to burn at that thought, and he would have shot the solders himself if he knew their names. <br><br>Of course he heard Alfred's pleas,&nbsp; he even tried to push for a few of them, but there was no concession, even Arthur didn't think his brother would revolt against them.&nbsp; He hadn't supported the parliments terms, but he could see why they would do so.&nbsp; The large browed man for now kept a smile on his face, as he knocked on Alfreds door, a box of ice cream in his hand.&nbsp; Arthur wanted to actually spend the day with his sibling, possibly even go see a movie with the other blond. <br><br>Of course he had been here enough times, that he just unlocked the door walking in without being invited.&nbsp; Once he saw that he wasn't the only one here, he seemed to look a bit confused. That was until he had seen the color of their coats, for now he saw nothing of it. Blinking he saw Alfred on the phone, saying he needed to talk to him, so from behind him he asked. "About Alfred?" He questioned, wondering if the blond would jump at the comment, despite what Alfred said Arthur knew he was somewhat of a coward to the most ridiculous things. <br><br>"Eh, nice coat...You know dying a military uniform is illegal right..?" Well not exactly, but it was considered degrading a what was essentially a symbol of the British Empire.&nbsp; "So...what did you and.....I'm sorry do I know the rest of you?" He questioned, though he was less then interested about the rest of the people here, he cared about possibly two people in his life. Alfred, and the Royal family....Okay France was sometimes in there<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 02:48:16</strong>
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				Alfred was too busy talking on the phone to hear the knock on the door. “It really is important…I can’t--” he jumped at the how close the sound voiced to him and if he didn’t know any better, he would’ve swore it was right behind him. “Just come here…I can’t tell you over the phone.” That said, he hung up the phone and turned around, only to see Arthur standing there. “Wow…that was fast.” He muttered. It was hard to tell if America was kidding about this or not, but no one else seemed to question it. Seeing Arthur standing here was making him nervous. Could he really go against him? He had to, for his people. <br><br>“Just about as illegal as everything else is here.” Alfred felt as though everything the British could do was a double standard for what his people could do and it was starting to bother him. He cleared his throat, holding a fist to his mouth in an attempt to distract himself for being so nervous. He pointed to each of the men as he said their names, “George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin and Paul Revere.” After introducing them to Arthur and the awkward silence that followed, he decided to get serious.<br><br>He stared into Arthur’s eyes, looking serious for once and pointed over to the couch. “I think you should sit down for this.” He wasn’t sure if he would be able to hear it, but thinking about his people again gave him courage. <br><br>“Ugh, I hate the British.” Paul mumbled under his breath as he looked away from them. <br><br>“Hush. He might hear you.” Thomas gently pushed his arm against him to must sure he had the message. <br><br>Alfred looked over at the two, biting his lip when he heard that comment. He was already starting to sweat on his palms and forehead, he didn’t need Paul to make him feel even more nervous than he already was.
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				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 03:09:26</strong>
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				He was almost a bit amused by how the other reacted when he thought he was still on the phone, it was kind of nice to know that Alfred still was the same as usual.&nbsp; "Yup, wanted to spend the day with you, got a few days off work so I can spend time with you..." Though he could already tell by the tone that this likely wouldn't end up as a happy visit, for now he tried to keep him smile on, he wanted Alfred to be calm, seeing him nervous was just sort of unsettling to the older nation.&nbsp; The brat was always confident, and Arthur was always happy to see him so happy with life. <br><br>"Hm?" He honestly didn't see what the other meant at the moment, but he wasn't going to prosecute his brother for the law, which was honestly something that got people thrown in jail.&nbsp; "Pleasure to meet you five.....Well except you." He stated, referring to the horse rider, looking at Paul Revere since he had heard the comment, you didn't get to his age as a nation without learning a few things about listening in to other peoples conversations.&nbsp; It told so much about the mood of people by how they talked when they didn't think you could hear.&nbsp; "You I dislike." He stated bluntly, couldn't say he wasn't honest.&nbsp; <br><br>For now he did sit though, smiling happily at Alfred.&nbsp; "Yes Alfred?" Of course it seemed a bit bi-polar going from disdain with the guests to perky and happy with Alfred, but they couldn't say Arthur wouldn't do anything for his brother.&nbsp; <br><br>Though he noticed the serious demeanor around everyone, it was the one thing that never seemed to pass down to Alfred, the ability to read the mood.&nbsp; "I'm guessing this is going to be a less then happy visit...?" Arthur questioned grimly, hand seemed to itch a bit as he so badly wanted to grab his gun and shoot something.&nbsp; Not Alfred of course, even if he gave bad news Arthur couldn't stay mad at him. But shooting Paul seemed to be an appealing alternative right now.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 03:43:57</strong>
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				It made him feel rather guilty to know that Arthur wanted to spend his time off of work with him and only made it harder for him to come out and say it. “Uh…that’s nice.” He avoided eye contacted with Arthur as he said this, not able to look at him. Alfred knew it was for the good of his people and that only made him want to continue. <br><br>“What a coincidence. I dislike you too.” He replied back with a smirk and only managed to be bumped in his arm again by Thomas. “What? He said it.”<br><br>“Forget it.” Thomas muttered and turned his attention right back to Arthur. It was strange to be in front of the very nation that they were having trouble with, but he tried his best to hold back on his anger. <br><br>Alfred followed after Arthur and stood in front of him, nervously rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to think of the right way to word it. “Kind of…England…” he glanced over at the others who nodded and he swallowed. This was twice as difficult as he thought, all his anger had morphed into nervousness and fear. He turned his attention right back to him, “I’m not sure how to say this. You’ve been unfair to my people, stepping on their rights and allowing your soldiers to push them around. I’m going to give you one chance to hear us out and listen.” He didn’t say what would happen if England failed to listen to them.<br><br>“You have been dreadfully critical of us and allowing the British soldiers to get away with many things.” Benjamin chimed in.<br><br>“The taxes were against our rights.” George added.<br><br>“Plus, Alfred feels like a puppet under your control. He has very little say.” When Thomas said this, Alfred looked away from Arthur. <br><br>“I just don’t like you Brits. Would you think a spot of tea? Perhaps some bagels? All you guys have to worry about is what your next meal will be.” Paul crossed his arms and nodded at his statement. 
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				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 04:01:36</strong>
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				Arthur just surprisingly kept the same amused expression that just screamed danger, to say Arthur was a harmless man was a lie even Francis couldn't pull off.&nbsp; He was technically one of the smallest empires around, and yet he was easily one of the most powerful for a few reasons.&nbsp; One of those reasons was how calm he could stay in any situation, despite how he acted he controlled every single move of his, well except around Alfred he would admit, those were the few times he didn't control how he acted.&nbsp; <br><br>"Got it...And I really don't care what any of you goons has to say..." Another blunt assessment but it was true, he really didn't care about those four. "If Alfred has something to say I want to hear him say it, if he wants to be a big boy then his first duty should be to say what he's feeling...."&nbsp; Alfred was the only one who's opinion mattered right now.&nbsp; "So Alfred what do you want to say? I want you to say it..."<br><br>He seemed to chuckle to himself, as a smile crossed his lips. "To be honest the only reason why I haven't shot them down before they could even blink was because of you, if you weren't here and they tried this same thing they would have been on the ground already bleeding to death..." And it was true, England was a vicious person, your not a sea tyrant for years without it happening, and he doubted that if a ship full of trained solders could take him down, that those four could.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Lets see...I would shoot you through the throat, to watch you choke on your own blood..." He said with a bored tone, as he pointed at George Washington.&nbsp; He moved onto the next one Benjamin Franklin. "You would be tied to a pole during low tide, and I'm sure you can guess what happens when the tide comes up..." Moving on to Jefferson, his bored expression seemed to gain a predatory grin, almost like a wolf watching a mouse. "Now you would get to live....Arms cut off....Legs removed....Eyes slashed....Deaf....And tongue cut out... But you would be alive for sure..."&nbsp; Now he seemed to end up on the last man, Paul. "Now you would be a little tricker...Probably tying you up, and pressing needles through your eyes, just to were there barely scraping your brain.....It would be such a horrific pain you would likely smash your head forward to try and get the needle to kill you..." <br><br>Though he seemed to move back to Alfred, though his smile seemed more forced, not sadistic like it had been, but still forced. "So what did you want to say....?" And that was the second reason he was a feared nation pure intimidation and creativity.&nbsp; Though it seemed he couldn't pull that out when it was Alfred he was talking about. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 04:27:14</strong>
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				“Goons!?” That was uncalled for and Paul was about ready to smack him for it, but he couldn’t. He was sure that he couldn’t since Thomas would told him and Alfred would only be more nervous. It wasn’t hard to see just how nervous he was to be confronting Arthur. It was best to just stay slight and after a deep breath, Paul was able to get a hold of his actions without Thomas or anyone else butting in. <br><br>Top say that Alfred shrugged off that big boy comment would be a understatement. It was embarrassing to hear, but also hard for him to come out and tell Arthur. Surely he wouldn’t take the news well. <br><br>The four looked amongst each other in horror of hearing this and Alfred’s eyes only widened. He should’ve known Arthur better than this to expect that he’d say something like this and telling the man of the pain they’d be in was only making him more nervous…but also angry. <br><br>George held his head high and only blinked at the comment of the way he would be killed. Benjamin bit his lip and looked down at the floor, pushing his glasses up with his hand since they started to droop. Thomas simply looked away from him, flitching at the thought of a horrible way to live out the rest of his life. Paul just glared at Arthur, clutching his fists and wanting to smack him until he couldn’t move anymore.<br><br>“I…I wanted to talk about…” his head was head, hair coming his face and muttering to himself at Arthur’s question. “About freedom.” He straightened up at this and stared into his eyes, trying to fight his mix of emotions stirring inside and stand up to his big brother. “About freedom, liberty and justice for all. Not just justice for <em>your</em> people, England…justice for <em>my</em> people too! I…I’m not gonna let you scare me or my friends! I’m not gonna let you push me around anymore! I tried talking to you about it…but you just don’t listen!” <br><br>“You tell him, Alfred!” Paul cheered him on with a wide smile. The only remained silent. <br><br>Alfred took in a deep breath and let it out, his hands turning into fists as he stared into Arthur’s eyes. “I declare war on England!” With that said, he quickly grabbed his musket and pointed the knife part toward Arthur’s chest, “get out of here before I shoot you. Go tell everyone in your perfect country that this country declares war! Tell that lazy king and your precious soldiers! I’m not your brother from this day on…I’m your enemy.” Sweat dripped down his forehead as he found his words. It took all his strength to keep the gun steady.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 04:58:44</strong>
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				"Yes goons." He replied simply like it was more of a fact rather then anything else.&nbsp; It was easy to categorize people by how they carried themselves, and it was obvious the leader of this faction was Alfred, with George possibly as a second in command.&nbsp; Neither Benjamin nor Thomas held that look of leaders, diplomats possibly but not of a leader. And Paul? Too brash to even be considered one. "Though you look more like cannon folder, the one that's obviously going to be sacrificed...."<br><br>Now he didn't seemed to care much about their reactions, as he just listened to Alfred, for now he stayed with somewhat serious expression.&nbsp; His eyes searching for any hint that this was just a joke or something.&nbsp; Once he couldn't find any sign that the other was lying or just giving some cruel joke.&nbsp; <br><br>He just smiled though this one was one of sadness, seeing the gun pointed at him, he just spoke in a calm tone though there was a bit sadness present. "If you shot there, all it would do was hit the intestines, painful but far from lethal....." He moved a little to the left to where the gun was lined up right to a heart shot. This is where your trying to find, the heart, a bullet through there is ensured to kill, in a way that seems quick but it causes pain that seems like hours...." <br><br>Seemed Arthur wasn't panicking or anything of the such, he just had mild acceptance right now as he pointed toward the head. "A bullet through the brains quicker though, the person dies before they even hit the floor... Though I do ask if your going to kill me to do it from behind, at least that way I can pretend it was one of those morons doing it.." He stated pointing toward the four behind Alfred, even with a gun at his head he didn't really have much respect for them.<br><br>Alfred was the most important in his life, if he was going to die by his hands then so be it.&nbsp; "Though I hope you know, even if I'm dead, I'm not in control of the army, I may be the nation but I am not the people of my nation...Lots of people are going to die...all for 'freedom'" It went unsaid a war was going to happen even if Arthur was dead.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 05:39:02</strong>
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				This really wasn’t going the way that Alfred pictured. In his mind, they were going to have a nice discussion and in the end, Arthur would agree to it and everything would go down without a hitch. This was reality and Alfred just declared war and they passed the point of no return. He had to put the past behind him and forget everything that Arthur had done for him, because now…it was war. <br><br>He tightly gripped the gun in his hand, his eyes narrowed and twitching a little bit. How could Arthur be so calm about this and even give him instructions? Alfred shook his head&nbsp; at the thought. He couldn’t shoot Arthur, but at long as he believed he could, maybe he had an advantage. He gritted his teeth and snapped at him. “You don’t know anything about it! Freedom…freedom from the likes is all would be all I need! I’m sure my people will die for freedom and I would too! You just…don’t get it! You never have!” The gun started to tremble slightly in his arms, he was starting to become nervous again. <br><br>“If your not listening to us, just get out of here!” Alfred tried to keep his gun from moving around, but memories started to flood in his mind making it difficult for him to ignore. “GO!”<br><br>“Man the British are stupid. Going so far as to even tell you were to shoot them. This war will be over in ten seconds!” Paul chuckled at this. <br><br>The other three just looked over at him, Thomas only sighed in annoyance and the rest of them simply ignored him. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 05:53:36</strong>
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				He seemed to snicker a bit at the others comments, really they were quite stupid.&nbsp; "You honestly think that if I die that means England will? If it was so easy to destroy a nation, Alfred would have been killed years ago by my enemies..." Alfred was a large amount of land, and on the British side back then he was huge asset though&nbsp; he was against them now, he was still an asset back then.<br><br>"If I die, nothing happens.&nbsp; I'll be reborn and then grow once more about as fast as Alfred did...There was a nation before Alfred, he died and so did his people, and out came Alfred...I'll admit he's similar to how the old nation was at first, kind, peaceful, so willing to help....But we nations are born from our land, we may be the same at the base, but we will always be different from what we are..."&nbsp; [DUN DUN DUN! D:] He just kept the same pained smile on his face as he explained even more. "Actually if you do it, its not really hindered the British at all, I'll admit it will be a momentary set back, but as I said who comes next will not be me. He will have none of the feelings I have for Alfred, yet he will have the same bloody thirsty base..."<br><br>"Do it, if this is what you want do it, all your doing is bringing back the empire I was, I'll admit I'm far from sane right now, but not as much as I was....I'm sure you've heard the storys right...? England has struck again, destroying another nation...."&nbsp; &nbsp;Though he sounded a little board at that part.&nbsp; "So do it, I don't wish to harm Alfred but when my nation comes again he won't be the same, all your doing is setting yourself up for annihilation.." <br><br>"Your right though, I don't understand, if killing me will help you, then do so..." He stated in a solemn tone, as he flashed a grin, though there were tears forming in the corner of his eyes. "But I do understand why the fathers I used to slaughter were always so willing to die for their child..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 06:06:22</strong>
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				Paul was taken back by this and looked a little bit nervous, not sure what to say about it now and knowing that if they were to kill England and he’d come back even worse…that was probably not a good idea. He chewed on the bottom of his lip, keeping silently like the rest of the three and waiting for Alfred to make the call on what to do next. <br><br>Seeing those years forming in Arthur’s eyes made his eyes go wide and those words only spoke fear in his heart…but also something else. With shaking hands, he lowered his weapon and pointed over at the door with it instead, “just go.” Alfred muttered as he looked away from him, avoiding eye contact and trying to figure out how he was going to possible go up against him. A war with his brother would still be hard, but he couldn’t back down from it and he wouldn’t.<br><br>Arthur threatened his friends and showed his true colors, there was no way that Alfred would return into his arms like the little boy he once was. All the different times he could look up to his big brother and want to be just like her, were forgotten. The only thing that he couldn’t forget about was the happy memories that he once shared with him. <br><br>“Uh…yeah…just get out.” Paul knew that he shouldn’t be talking now, but he rather have England leave before thinking really become nasty. He was still a little nervous to hear about the way he would’ve been killed, but with America here, he wouldn’t have to worry about it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 06:23:16</strong>
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				"Do you honestly think you can prevail? You don't know your enemy so how do you expect to win? Let me ask this does Alfred control your desires? Your all part of America correct?&nbsp; If he asked you to kill your parents would you? The same is true with me and my people, I can not force them to do anything that isn't desired by them.." Though he stood up for now, the cool facade covering his face once more, though he had to wipe away the tears. <br><br>"You know your people stand no chance right Alfred...You stated your people are willing to die for freedom, but what about the ones that are not your solders? What about the mothers who will be losing their children? The children who will lose fathers are they willing to let their parents die?" He stated in a cold tone, he wasn't being harsh he was being honest, England had been through numerous wars, and knew that deaths did not just effect the solders.&nbsp; <br><br>"If you can not kill me then you can't honestly tell children to let their family do the same.." He pointed out, but for now he just put down the ice cream on the couch, standing up and calming walking out the door, leaving behind his child with his friends, though there was no vanity, no anger in his walking, just grim realization in his steps. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 06:57:05</strong>
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				The four just glared at Arthur, annoyed that he could even say such a thing when he very well knew that Alfred wasn’t like that. “He wouldn’t ask something absurd.” Benjamin replied rather quickly and everyone else agreed by shaking their heads and muttering something that no one else could make out. It was a relief for to know that his person trusted him so much and he would never abuse that trust. <br><br>“I…” Alfred hadn’t thought of that and felt guilty to know how many lives would be effected by the war that he just declared against England. He looked down at the floor trying to think of something to say against him, but there was very little that he could say. People would die. That’s what a war was and protecting everyone would be impossible. So many people could and probably would die and British soldiers outnumbered his own. Would it really be risk? <br><br>He didn’t even realize that Arthur left and feeling a hand on his caused him to jump and see that this time, it was Paul. He had on a wide a smile, “thanks Alfred. We’ll back you up all the way. Don’t listen to what England has to say, he doesn’t know anything.” <br><br>“He has been in wars before…” <br><br>“Yes, but this one is you. He cares about you and that can be to our advantage.” Thomas was sure that they could use that. <br><br>“Right…uh, George,” Alfred cleared his thought and turned his attention to the man, “I want you to be the Commander in Chief of my army.” <br><br>“A-are you sure? Isn’t that your job?” <br><br>“No. I’m leaving it in your hands and Paul, I want you to be the look out. You have your horse, anytime someone is coming let everyone know or at least try to…I know you can’t be everywhere, but try. Thomas, I want you to write something for us to use when we’re independent. Make it a document that will be heard by everyone as our independent from England and building a new nation. The…the…United States of America!”<br><br>“And what about my, Sir?” Benjamin asked him, looking a little bit left out.<br><br>“Tell everyone that we’re at war with England. We have to prepare for a bloody war ahead.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 07:15:05</strong>
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				Of course he knew Alfred wasn't like that, he had been trying to illustrate a point that he was not his people, and he did not control their desires and wishes. For now he played nice-ish, going back to the king and informing him of the decision that had been given to him by America, though he did give a few names to the king, mostly the ones of the people who seemed important to the war.&nbsp; They likely had some power so they would be the best to take out.<br><br>It wasn't until the next conflict occurred that Arthur even saw Alfred once more, apparently they were raiding for supplies from a nearby town.&nbsp; And Arthur was right there on the front lines, musket in hand as he shot off bullet after bullet.&nbsp; And it seems the British nation hadn't been exaggerating about his skill, as each bullet found its way flying through a solders vital point, not a single bullet was waste as he moved on after more and more.&nbsp; <br><br>Most of the time he didn't even wait to reload, just switching to a different gun, he had three pistols on his body, and was making great use of them as he thinned out the line.&nbsp; That was until he saw Alfred, who looked completely open at the moment.&nbsp; Grabbing his pistol he slowly took aim at the other blond, and he had a perfect shot to. Right between the eyes to where Alfred wouldn't even know he died.&nbsp; Though it seemed he choked, as he just bit his lip moving his crosshairs off the man and changing it to a different target. <br><br>Seems even on the battlefeild he couldn't shoot Alfred, he had thought he could but he couldn't, and while it wouldn't be a big blow for England to die, America...Well that would destroy their moral as well as taking out the leader. And he still couldn't do it....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 07:39:52</strong>
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				Alfred was way over his head about this whole war, but he wasn’t about to back down and retreat. He aimed and fired at anyone that he could see was wearing a red coat in the sea of red and blue uniforms. This was getting exhausting and he found that it was impossible to keep shooting like the way he was. One of his men stumbled over, his right arm in shreds from what looked to be a couple of bullets. Alfred glanced over at him and then over at one of the small building that they used for safety once they saw the British and the war broke out. They weren’t too far away and he took his chance, running through the swam of bullets and running to the side of the one that was wounded and picked him up, his musket still in his arms as he quickly ran for cover, setting him inside of the building right next to the medic. Four men were also inside here, shooting to keep British troops from coming into their safe place.<br><br>He glanced outside of the window and could see Arthur a short distant away, but still a bit of a run. <em>He’s…sure is doing pretty good out there. I just…I need him to fall back or run…he shouldn’t be fighting. He could die.</em> Alfred looked confused at his own thought that crossed his mind, but he couldn’t deny still caring about him and decided to act on it. Alfred made his way from the whole, musket in hand, shooting if he had to toward anyone that was trying to shoot directly at him. He used every small thing he could find for shelter, buildings mostly and it was only luck that he found one of them completely empty, within arms reach of Arthur. <br><br>The blonde snuck into and reached out his hand out the front door, Arthur’s back was to him and he grabbed onto his strap, pushing him into the house and softly shutting the door. “I know fighting is your thing, but don’t you think your overdoing it?” He whispered, looking…concerned about Arthur. “Take your men and regret or…just take off without them.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 07:57:38</strong>
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				Arthur was of course surprised when his younger brother well strike that enemy started to run toward him. Was he looking for an up and close personal kill?&nbsp; Of course he just about let out a shout as the other dragged him into the building, that was just a sign of cowardice to hide in a building while your troops were out and dying.&nbsp; But this was Alfred so he supposed he could spare a moment for the idiot.&nbsp; Maybe he was having second thoughts about the fighting?<br><br>Of course what he heard didn't brighten his mood, if anything it just soured his mood. "Your asking me to flee? The same reasons for you to not to flee are the same ones for mine.....I love my people...And I love you...If I'm forced to choose between those two, then please realize which is going to win..." Though he left it vague for now, as he smacked the others palm away, he wouldn't hide or tell his men to retreat.&nbsp; <br><br>"If I have to destroy all your men to make it where you'll be safe then so be it..." He stated, though he grimaced as he turned his back on Alfred to scan the field, looking for any solders that could see them right now. He didn't exactly know what to do, he could kill Alfred with ease but he didn't think he could really push himself to do that.... He could always knock him out and take him prisoner, it would keep him safe and stop him from participating in the fights.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he thought of it it was becomign a more appealing idea as moments passed.&nbsp; &nbsp;[I feel sorry for England... &gt;&gt; I can see his own plan being used against him while hes thinking of it..]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 08:36:31</strong>
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				“Safe? <em>Me</em>?” Alfred was trying to understand what part of that was safe. Killing his men would only result in more anger and wouldn’t be the least bit protecting him. Which made him wonder…if Arthur told everyone not to shoot for him. He’d been fighting for a long time and no one so much as took aim for him or maybe he was just over thinking it and it was just his luck that was heading him avoid being connected with a bullet. <br><br>He wasn’t going to regret or take off and that could mean Arthur could be killed in battle. Alfred did the only logical thing that he could think of. Smack Arthur in the back of his hand with the handle of his musket. The moment that Arthur started to fall, Alfred dropped his gun and picked him up. “Sorry England…I’ll thank me for this some day.” He muttered. After sneaking out of the building and calling over his troops, he told them to regret and fall back. While everyone was regretting and the British soldiers were looking for Arthur, he snuck back into the building and easily was able to take him back home. <br><br>At his house, he set him in the guest bedroom and tied him to a chair, his legs were also tired to keep from hopping out of the room. The only one’s that knew about England being captured was his four friends. Paul couldn’t help himself from coming over and poking at his face. <br><br>“Stop poking him…you’ll get him angry.” That was the last thing that Alfred wanted, since he’d be angry as it was without Paul poking him in the face. The young man drew his hand back and sat on the bed instead, staring at him. He was carrying a tray with fresh hamburgers on it and sat it down. “Still not awake? That was hours ago…did I really hit him that hard?” <br><br>“I sure hope so!” Paul chuckled. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:00:54</strong>
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				Now while Arthur hadn't flat out ordered people not to shoot him, the fact that every man who mentioned if they should take out Alfred meeting an accident was a subtle sign that they shouldn't do so.&nbsp; And by accident, he meant a knife falling out of his hand and being blown by freak gusts of wind just inches away from their manhoods.&nbsp; Now it started to strain the version of the word accident when those freak gusts of wind occurred eight different times.<br><br>Arthur fell like a rock as soon as he was about to turn around to deal the blow with a strong swing of his own gun.&nbsp; Now the difference between their blows were simple, where it would likely take Arthur swinging with a good amount of strength to safety K'O the blond. It took a simple tap for Alfred, and it bordered on driving people into a coma.&nbsp; Alfred was as Arthur usually described him, a bull surrounded by glass. Able to break anything with ease.<br><br>The last poke almost got Paul his finger bitten off, by the awoken nation along with the snarl as he had attempted to chomp the digit off.&nbsp; Of course he was angry, no one took to being knocked out kindly.&nbsp; "Remind me to keep you alive for years during your torture kay Paul?" He questioned with a glare, though he phrased it like he was asking him to remind him it was eight a clock.&nbsp; "Twenty years sounds nice?" Even when tied down it easy to see the man as dangerous, if only for the knowing look he had on his face. <br><br>"So..If your thinking of torture Alfred, you better realize I'm not gonna give anything...Actually I should bite my tongue right now..." And then he would likely bleed to death, but the thought of killing Alfred even if it wasn't actually him kept him from doing so.&nbsp; "But don't worry Paul, even if I die I'll remember you in the next life..." Now what seemed like possibly even a heart warming sentence, was just down right frightening with the grin and stare that matched a sharks.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:16:06</strong>
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				Paul was surprised that he never was bitten by Arthur, but he should’ve known not to mess around with him even when he was unconscious. The other three didn’t bother to even show up, but Paul couldn’t miss this chance of getting back at England…even though Alfred made it clear that he wasn’t allowed to torture him in any way. “Uh…n-no way!” Trying to force himself to sound brave, but now that England was actually awake, Paul found that trying to keep calm was a hassle and quickly sat on the bed, away from him. He tried to ignore him and that creepy look, but it was hard to look away. <br><br>Alfred paid no attention to it and instead sat in front of the tied up nation, smiling pleasantly and acting as though he just didn’t kidnap him. “Not without trying my hamburger. Freshly made for you.” He picked up on the hamburgers and stuffed it in Arthur’s throat, not the whole thing, just a little part so he could break some of it off and chew it himself. “I’m sorry England, but this was the only way to protect you.”<br><br>“Protect him? You said we were gonna torture him!” <br><br>He only laughed at this and turned his attention to Paul, “that was what you thought. I didn’t say anything.” <br><br>“I’m out of here.” Paul sighed, running his hand through his hair and stormed out of the room. <br><br>“Don’t forget to--” the front door opened and slammed shut, “shut the door.” He finished and turned his attention back to Arthur, pulling the hamburger out of his mouth so he could talk. “How does it taste?” He didn’t put anything in it, like Arthur might think. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:40:18</strong>
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				"God those words sound bloody stupid when your on the other side..." He mumbled at the comment of trying to protect him, though he grudgingly ate the burger since he really didn't know if the other would move the meat unless he did.&nbsp; It wasn't a large bite, but it was still noticeable as he glared over at the other. Fist tempted to fly at the others head, well if it wasn't restrained right now. "You couldn't have at least shackled me to the bed? At least that way I can move some..."&nbsp; <br><br>The chair could possibly break if he bounced up and down? Course that idea was stomped out by the fact Alfred was right there. In a fight he was pretty sure he could take Alfred, not 100% but pretty likely.&nbsp; But restrained he was screwed. Alfred was a goliath in strength, and while with a weapon he could win no problem he was unarmed.&nbsp; "Taste..." And he was so tempted to throw out an insult, but this was Alfred, even if he was kidnapped he couldn't hurt Alfred. "Decent.." He finished, deciding to go with a not so much compliment.<br><br>"Love you too Paul!" He shouted as the other left, though from the smirk it was obvious he was entertained by teasing and torturing Paul, even if it was only mentally right now.&nbsp; "So what is the plan Alfred? I doubt unless you break my legs that I won't escape...." And it was true, Arthur doubted it would be anytime soon, but sooner or later there would be a slip up that Arthur could press on and escape.&nbsp; "Finally going to kill me? Or what? Torture? Prison?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 09:56:49</strong>
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				“The other side?” Alfred wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but he wasn’t sure if he would want to know. It could mean anything and just thinking about it was making him a little hot under the collar. Even when tied up Arthur could fight back, it made him rather nervous and even though he shouldn’t be, Alfred couldn’t ignore these feeling. “The bed? No. That would be too obvious and I like you right here.” It was mostly before he didn’t want Arthur to use the covers as a backshift rope and choke him. <br><br>He grinned at this, pleased that he could actually make a hamburger taste good. The first ones he made were burnt to a crisp and the others wouldn’t even come off the pan. Three seemed to be the lucky number. “I’m glad. These were made with love…I’m mad at you, but…I just…I dunno.” He sighed, trying to think of his own words that day. Not a brother, an enemy and yet he couldn’t stop thinking of him as one. He set the hamburger back on the tray and sat it on the floor, he’d make sure to give him more if he asked, it was possible that this would only make him more angry. <br><br>“I’m not breaking your legs. I make sure those ropes are tight, the only way your going to get out of that chair is if I let you free.” He was pretty sure of himself, it seemed to be good idea, strong chair and the rope was carefully tied. Alfred laughed at his and smiled at Arthur, sitting on the guest bed. “You think too much. I’m just going to twist your mind into listening to what I have to say for once.” <br><br>Alfred would shove down his reasons down England’s throat and make him have to find a way to call off the war and allow them their rights. “First, my people have rights too and you constantly step all over them. We should be allowed more freedom or we’ll become completely independent.” It was only the starting of issues. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 10:11:11</strong>
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				"The other side I mean hearing it from the side that's getting screwed over...." Arthur explained simply, he could likely get Alfred to break down if he really wanted to, it wasn't that hard he had raised Alfred most of his life and knew how the others mind worked easily.&nbsp; But he couldn't do that...Well not to Alfred, Paul seemed like a fun target though.&nbsp; "You realize I'm going to die from cramps right?" Okay that was exaggerating but he liked to move! <br><br>"Ah....Love? Are you coming out the closet on me? Maybe getting Paul to watch me wouldn't be that bad..." Arthur mused to himself, as he turned his head as if he had learned an awkward secret about Alfred, not that he didn't know most of them already. Okay that was trying to lighten up the mood a little, but really even if Arthurs occasionally lusted after a man or two, it didn't amount to the level of gay that Alfred's comment had been.&nbsp; "I never took you for a bondage man...Always thought oyu would be one of those ones that want to make 'love' not sex...And then cuddle afterwards..." Okay slightly mean right there.<br><br>"You have to realize ropes eventually wear down...and chairs can break..." He pointed out, trying to place a little doubt into the other's head.&nbsp; That was the start of war, entering doubt into the enemy and breaking their moral.&nbsp; "Twist my mind? You sure your not trying to convert me...?"<br><br>Hearing the same old lines he just rolled his eyes, speaking in a slow and simple tone. "I. Dont. Have. Control. Over. That." He stated each and every word slowly. "I am not the leader of my government, you need to go tie up Parliment and the King if your trying to get that to work...And even then don't hold your breath..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 17:33:28</strong>
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				Alfred let out another laugh, only to turn serious shortly afterwards, “I still don’t get it.” He admitted, it was embarrassing, but he shrugged it off. Arthur was probably just pulling his leg and trying to make him nervous, there was no need for it. “Hmm?” He blinked a couple of times at this and started to chuckle. Now Arthur was <em>really</em> trying to confuse him now, but he wouldn’t fall for it.<br><br>His face turned deep red at this comment and he shook his hands in front of him wildly while the brush continued to turn even more red. “Wrong idea! Wrong idea! I meant love as in brothers. Brotherly love.” Alright, that sounded even worse in his mind compared to before and he shook his hands and head now, trying to ignore this embarrassing comment he made. It was a better idea just to ignore it, but he couldn’t stand the thought of Arthur thinking that…even if it was true, the gay part that is. <br><br>That made him nervous to think about it, but he forced himself to continue to look brave [or as brave as he could hearing about that] and try not to sweat. The keyword here was try. His blush was starting to fade away, which was a relief. “Right…they won’t wear down so soon and that chair is steady.” He muttered to himself, trying to calm his nerves. That blush was just starting to fade and quickly returned. “I’m not like that!” He shouldn’t get so worked up or Arthur just might found out the truth. <br><br>“You have more control than you’re telling me! I know you do!” Alfred shouted, feeling frustrated that he was lying again -- or so he believed. “Without you, they’d be nothing…you can’t tell me you don’t have more control over your country.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 20:03:12</strong>
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				"Eh, never mind..." Arthur mumbled, he didn't feel like explaining it, since those were the words he had said to Arthur when he stated he was going to kill his nation to stop him from fighting. Again not a good idea now that he thought it over, but it sounded good at that moment!&nbsp; "I need movement! My legs and arms will fall off from disuse!" The English Nation whined, the childish side was the thing that Alfred seemed to easily bring out, not his homicidal childish side, just his regular childish-ness. <br><br>"Sure you mean that..." He stated rolling his emerald eyes, the pirate didn't really see why the other was reacting like this.&nbsp; "You already stated we are not brothers anymore, meaning if you love me......Well your sexuality is your own choice, I'll support you in that decision to pursue an alternate life style..." He stated, though it was a half mixture of honesty and just trying to embarrass the other.&nbsp; He honestly could care less about Alfred's sexuality, if he was happy then even if he was lusting after that damn frog he would be okay with his decision. Not happy, but he would support it. "Are you trying to say you are a cuddler or no your not a cuddler?"<br><br>"Convert, charm, persuade..They all mean the same thing..." He pointed out honestly with a gleeful smile.&nbsp; The chair or Arthur, did Alfred honestly think the chair would win in that match? A sly smirk seemed to slip across his lips, this one looking more similar to the expression he had when talking to Paul, though less maliciousness and more teasing.&nbsp; "Never took you for the kinky type, though I guess if you want to try this so much, I'll play along...." <br><br><br>"For someone screaming about freedom you seem to expect me to have complete control of my country? I will admit I did way back..." He explained simply, as he decided might as well tell Alfred.&nbsp; "Then I fell in love....The woman already had a child, and I was not really fit for the name of diplomat, we both know I'm not really a diplomatic person, I prefer direct tactics and bloodshed is fine for me..." He let out a little chuckle though it held little humor.&nbsp; "She was dying, the curse of a long life is you will always outlive those you love, she asked me to take care of her child...And I did so my claiming him king...It frankly solved two problems, the fact I'm not cut out for ruling an empire, and his safety.."&nbsp; Of course down the line the original purpose of taking the load off England seemed to be forgotten.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 19:18:22</strong>
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				Alfred only eyed the other blonde, blinking a couple of times in confusion. “That won’t happen.” It wasn’t like a short time could make anyone’s arms and legs fall off, clearly Arthur was exaggerating and going on about something that was impossible just to have himself freed. He really sunk low to come up with a horrible excuse, but he decided to just shrug it off. <br><br>“We…er…I…uh…” the words just weren’t coming out and Alfred’s blush was only becoming more red by the second. “I’m not…y-your changing the subject!” He couldn’t have himself get too worked up about this and he knew that changing the subject back to what he was originally going to talk about would get them off their topic…and fast too. “I…I’m <em>trying</em> to say that you’re getting off the subject!” This wouldn’t turn out as Alfred planned it if Arthur kept making him embarrassed about this. He really didn’t even want him to get that idea, but was it really…that obvious? <br><br>Arthur was only managing to get him even more embarrassed, maybe he shouldn’t have even said ‘love’ and just left it at least. There was no telling how long Arthur could keep this up and he really didn’t want to find that out either. “I-I just want to talk to you! You wouldn’t listen to me and I had to do <em>something</em>….” It was probably a better idea if he just gave up trying to focus on the reason Arthur was here. <br><br>He listened to Arthur’s story with interest of a young child and when he finished, the country said nothing. Alfred just stared at Arthur for what felt like a minute or two and finally, he let out a sigh. “That shouldn’t change much, you still have more control <em>and</em> your controlling me too.” It could be a lie and Alfred wasn’t going to fall for it, he <em>did</em> have more power and was just bluffing. “I know you have more power, that’s why you’re always pushing me around and letting your people get away with more than my own.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 22:46:01</strong>
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				He just blinked as he realized something, staring at the other like he had grown a second head. "You know you haven't once denied the comments about your sexuality....And you seem to only have male friends.....Even if we do play off 'this'.." He stated, referring to their current situation and seeming bondage. "..As strictly business..It still points to you being a fruit...." He seemed to think of it for a few seconds, as he stated in a calm tone. "If your going to go after guys, shoot me if you ever think of France as appealing..." Now it was a bit off topic, but it was important to England.<br><br>"Alfred, if your to dismiss everything I say as lies unless its what you want to hear, why am I even here? A cut out would do exactly the same thing..." He pointed out, oh so badly he wanted to rub the bridge of his nose in frustration.&nbsp; "Look lets break it down, I control the military but I can't claim war....The King and Parliament are the ones who regulate laws and control of the civilians..."&nbsp; These were things the other should know, it wasn't like these facts were really hidden, well except the little back story, but a kings lineage had to start somewhere.<br><br>&nbsp;"And it wouldn't have changed much, if Parliament hadn't been put in power as well, unless you want me to rip away the freedom my country has then theirs not much I can really do law wise..." At the comments of pushing him around, he just chuckled. "Have I ever let anyone touch you with the least bit of anger? I know this is going to come to you as a surprise but I can only be in one place at a time...Well two places but that's including the land..." Did the other honestly expect him to be in his land all the time to see those infractions of people pushing him?&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 01:30:29</strong>
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				The blush wasn’t going away, but Arthur was right since he hadn’t gave him a yes or not answer about it and he really didn’t want to either. It was be a yes, but he couldn’t come out of the closet yet…especially in a far between England. He decided to pretend that he didn’t hear what Arthur was saying and scratched the back of his head, “what was that?” Alfred pointed to his right ear, “hearing trouble hearing out of this ear.” It was a horrible attempt…but it was at least more believable than Arthur’s reason for being untied. <br><br>“But <em>your</em> the country, without you, they wouldn’t be there in the first place. You <em>have</em> to have more control.” He wouldn’t back down, Alfred was sure that he was right about this and Arthur was just trying to control him and made it look like he wasn’t the bad guy, at the same time. <br><br>He looked away from Arthur, “why should I care about your people and their freedom? You don’t care about mine and I don’t think your people care about mine either.” Alfred muttered and then turned to face Arthur again, smiling and walking back over to him, lifting the hamburger that Arthur took a bite out of and stuffed it in his face…again. Alfred turned serious, “that’s what you do to me…well…not literally…but it feels like it.” Being silenced and forced to follow the British rules was annoying. <br><br>“If you talk to your king and demand him to change the rules, I’ll end the war and everyone is happy.” It was a thought that popped into his mind and wanting to hear Arthur made him pulled the hamburger out of his mouth. “Deal?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 02:00:37</strong>
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				"Alfred have you been having ear sex? Thats the wrong hole...Though the fact you take it doesn't really surprise me..." England wasn't going to let it drop that easily, though he just seemed a&nbsp; bit amused by the way the other was denying it. "If your gay or not, it doesn't matter, as long as your not going after France no one will blame you..." Well that was a lie, lots of people would blame him, but Arthur wouldn't. <br><br>Hearing the remark he was about to explain that he didn't have the control, but the burger was stuffed into his face, as he just glared at the other.&nbsp; Hearing the comment, he just seemed to stay calm as he stook a deep breath when the other removed it once more. "Alfred...I love you, but if you ever shove that burger in my face again, I will shove my foot down your throat then you won't have to worry that it feels like I'm keeping you quiet..."&nbsp; Now that the threat was out of the way, he finally spoke about the matter. <br><br>"You realize I'll likely get shot at if I try to make a demand like that right?" Power went to peoples head all the time.&nbsp; "But fine, I'll try, but I hope you realize someone is going to die...If its me or the king it is still up for debate..." Could he really kill the great-great-great-great-great grandchild of his love?&nbsp; Without question there.&nbsp; Between the brat he knew and the brat he didn't he would obviously choose the one he knew.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 21:09:13</strong>
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				The blush on deepened, but Alfred continued to play dumb and hope that Arthur lays off him for awhile. He shook his head at this, knowing that if he told&nbsp; him that could be used against him and people <em>will</em> blame him. It wasn’t something people go around bragging around and Alfred was going to keep quiet still and pretend that he didn’t hear anything…still. <br><br>Alfred bit his lip at this threat, but only forced himself to grin and bare it. Arthur was probably just trying to scare him to keep him from putting the burger in his mouth again, but…he rather not take the chance still since it was hard to tell if he was being serious. The only thing he liked in that sentence was to hear that Arthur still loved him, but…things probably were going to change now they were at war with one another and neither would be backing down.<br>&nbsp;<br>He didn’t want to admit it, but Alfred couldn’t stand the thought of Arthur dying and this whole kidnapping thing was to keep him safe in the first place. “No…just…you can do something about it.” Alfred was running out of ideas of how to get Arthur to settle things with him, but if the king wasn’t going to do anything about it there was no way to change his mind. Maybe keeping Arthur here would be a good thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 23:28:14</strong>
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				Seeing the others reaction&nbsp; to his threat, he seemed to gain an annoyed expression. "Alfred...Have I ever hurt you? Ever? I would never hurt you even if you shot me, hell I was even telling you, you could shoot me! I make threats all the time, there just empty words.....Well unless there to someone that's not you, then those are promises of pain..."&nbsp; Honesty was worth something wasn't it?&nbsp; Just not the warm fuzzy honesty that Alfred likely wanted, his older brother was a bloody ex-pirate not exactly a person who screams cuddly. <br><br>"I'll do it already, you want me to do it and I will..." He stated calmly, having no problem with dying if Alfred was happy out of the deal, so he would do so.&nbsp; Though it was likely going to end up as a separation of the two nations.&nbsp; "You've already said that we were no longer brothers, meaning you can throw away the memories we had....Well this will be my way of getting rid of them as well...." Since he honestly couldn't just forget Alfred so easily, despite how the other may have been ready to write him out.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 23:56:02</strong>
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				Now that Arthur said about it, Alfred realized that he was right. He never once slapped him not even when the Boston Tea Party happened and that made him really angry. It was confusing as to why he was alright with the thought of him dying, but the more he tried to deny caring about Arthur, the more he realized that he still thought of him as a brother. “You…never have hurt me before…” he muttered under his breath, letting out a sigh. This was going to be very difficult to keep up, but…he had to try for his people.<br><br>Alfred looked away from him, trying to forgot the happy memories he once had with Arthur. He must have thought that he was able to forgot about them already, but that was far from the truth. “Er…right. I did say that.” He frowned and looked away from him. <em>Why can’t I just let him go? He…he’s not my brother anymore…I have to remember that.</em> No matter how hard he tried to forget, he just…couldn’t.<br><br>He looked over at Arthur and forced a smile as he placed the burger on the plate with the other, “I’ll go get you some water now…I’ll put these away for later.” With that said, he walked away. It would be a great time to clear his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 06:09:30</strong>
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				"You can think of the bad things if it makes it easier for you, what about the fact I could barely visit you as a child?" Arthur questioned the blond, he could already see the other losing his resolve, so might as well give him some fuel. Fact was Alfred had two possible outcomes, if the war succeeds he becomes independent and will have to learn how being a boss works out. Or if it fails, then Alfred will likely be executed for treason.&nbsp; And seeing Alfred in front of a firing brigade doesn't seem that appealing.&nbsp; "Not exactly abuse, but neglect is something right?" <br><br>"Hmm...I should burn my house...." Get rid of the memories completely, since neither of them wanted to remember, and the memories just seemed too painful to keep for now.&nbsp; "Well then I would have no place to live...Hmm..." What to do? For now the restrained blond just seemed to think it over.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which brought up his next point.&nbsp; "Let me go! I need to move and I already agreed to doing it..." His body seemed to writhe as he tried to shift out of the ropes, he didn't want to stay tangled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 06:49:43</strong>
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				Arthur was right about that, but everything he came back he would always make it up to him one way or another. The thought of being alone for so long did annoy Alfred, but he enjoyed playing with those soldiers and anxiously waiting for Arthur to return. It was hard to think about anything that revolved around Arthur being bad…save for the fact he would push him around and call it “protecting” him. He was upsetting his people and Alfred had to go through with the fight, it wouldn’t end here no matter what. <br><br>“I…no…uh….” He couldn’t think of what to say and decided to leave it be. There was no use in talking to Arthur about this. “Sorry England, you’re going to stay there while I get you some water.” <em>And clear my head.</em> He thought to himself. Alfred smiled pleasantly down at the tied Arthur and then made his way out of the room and into the kitchen. <br><br>In the meantime, Paul snuck out from one the rules he was hiding in and ran into the bedroom. He knew that he only had a short time before Alfred would return and he wanted to make it count. “You sure complain a lot and calling Alfred names isn’t going to help you either.” He ran over to him and took out his knife. “Anyway, you said that you’re gonna do it and I know you will. You’ll do anything for him…or at least that’s what it sounded like to me with all those stories Alfred use to talk about before realizing you’re trying to control him. Anyway, I’m letting you free so you can go demand that from your king and die. Let’s just hope that happens.” He took a deep breath and summoned all his courage as he sawed through the ropes and pulled them aside once Arthur was freed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 07:47:17</strong>
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				"Alfred! Don't leave me tied up..." Arthur whined, huffing as he was tempted to try and see if he could break the chair, though that likely wouldn't end so well, and getting a splinter up his ass didn't really sound that appealing right now.&nbsp; For now he sighed as the other left him alone. God the boredom it's self seemed like a torture crueler then anything Arthur could come up with....Okay that was a lie, but it seemed like it. <br><br>"I was not attempting to control him!" Really? Why did everyone assume he was trying to control him, if he honestly just wanted to control Alfred, he would have just broken his will until he was a mindless doll that listened to his every command.&nbsp; It was surprisingly easy to do to people, and with the time he had with Alfred he could have easily done so.&nbsp; Though hearing the others reasoning he rolled his eyes.&nbsp; "Gee, love you too Paul.." He mumbled, standing up as he rubbed his sore muscles, trying to get rid of the stiffness in his joints. His body felt like a rock right now. <br><br>"Thank you Paul....." And with that he gave a hard knock to the others neck, going straight for knocking out the foolish horse rider.&nbsp; "Hmm...When I decide to torture, I'll likely put you out of your misery rather quickly...."&nbsp; For now he took the mans knife, sliding it in his pocket for now for later.&nbsp; Oh he would end up dying anyways, but he had to make sure that Alfred didn't do anything stupid like rushing in the court trying to stop the fight at the last second.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He placed Paul in the chair, re-tying the ropes around the man, for now he would keep him locked, as he moved to where he could hide behind the door, and take the blond down as soon as he entered.&nbsp; For now he would work on keeping Alfred out of the way, a prepared cell in his house would do nicely. All he had to do was leave enough food in there, along with a few copys of the key that would be sent to each of idiots or Alfreds friends...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:11:01</strong>
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				“Is that your catch phrase to me now?” Paul asked with a laugh. It was very sarcastic, but he couldn’t help feel that way. What happened next he <em>really</em> should’ve seen coming, but the young man must have thought that Arthur would actually be pleasant about it. Right up to the point where he was hit against the neck and stumbled forward, the knife dropping from his hands and landing on the floor near by. His head leaned forward limp as he was sat and tied to the chair. <br><br>Alfred placed the burgers to the side and placed some water in a glass. He kept thinking about how things managed to get so far out of control, but he wouldn’t keep thinking about it and just keep Arthur locked away in the guest room until the king has no choice but to call off the war and give into his demands. He grabbed the glass and a napkin to use since he was sure water would spill from Arthur’s mouth with the way he was forced to sit up. <br><br>He walked into the room only to see Paul tired up instead of Arthur. “P-Paul!?” Didn’t he leave awhile ago? Alfred wasn’t sure where Arthur could be now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:39:55</strong>
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				And Alfred was reward with a smash to the head as well, right in the same spot he hit Paul, he would admit this was possibly the first time he had the best interest of Alfred AND Alfred's nation in his best interest. But Alfred would keep fighting for his people, so he would for now keep the blond tied up and restrained. Well not so, he was planning to die so he couldn't really keep him tied up or else he may die of hunger. "Well theres the first time I've actually hit you..<br><br>Sneaking Alfred out of the house was much harder then he expected, as he had the blond in his arms bridal style right now, he could have thrown him out the window but that may end badly if Alfred didn't land on his head.&nbsp; He had ended up, waiting and more of making a mad rush out the house when he saw the coast was clear. By the time he reached his own house he hadn't stopped running, he was now covered in sweat and breathing very heavily.&nbsp; Oh how he wanted to just collapse right now, but for now he lugged Alfred downstairs until he reached the cell.<br><br>The cell had been added for personal prisoners who seemed interesting enough that he ether wanted to keep them for a deal or no. Placing him in there, he also dragged down a cold box, placing it in there as it was loaded with food. Biting his lip, he held the key, the first place the idiots called Alfred's friends would check would obviously be Arthur's house. So he wrote a note and placed it on the table just so they would see it right when they walk in.&nbsp; On the note was also the key as well as telling them to go downstairs to find Alfred.&nbsp; <br><br>For now he headed back downstairs to see if he awoke already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 08:55:56</strong>
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				Alfred let out a grunt as he fell forward, the glass came crashing to the floor, followed by the napkin that fluttered down to join the broken glass. There was a small bump on the back of his head, but nothing that could do any real damage. <br><br>It didn’t take long for him to take up from being knock over the head. As he opened his eyes, he recalled just what happened and rubbed the bump on the back of his head. “He…he hit me!” Alfred couldn’t believe that Arthur really hit him, but there was no other person around that could be the culprit. He narrowed his eyes and sat up, sighing as he saw that he was in a cell. He walked over to the front of it and pulled at the bars, he knew there was no use in it…but he had to try something, no matter how pitiful. <br><br>Hearing footsteps, Alfred clung to the bars and spotted Arthur coming into the room. “You hit me!” Was the first thing that he said, it appeared he was more angry about being hit than being caged up at the moment. There was a lot of trouble that he could be in if the king caught him, but Alfred knew that Arthur would never do something like this to him…so why was he trapped in here in the first place? “Let me out of here…there you go controlling me again.” Alright…it wasn’t controlling, but he would pretend it was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 23:11:07</strong>
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				Arthur noticed the other was trying to bend the bars, he let out a chuckle as he shook his head, speaking in a calm even tone.&nbsp; "Those bars are thicker then your strength can handle, reason I didn't use handcuffs was due to the fact you could snap them all..." Now he seemed to watch the blond for a second, it was kind of funny how he stated that he was being hit by the older nation.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a bit weird to both of them that he had actually hit Alfred but this was the first time he was doing something that benefited Alfred and his nation.<br><br>"You hit me first if you remembered correctly, and your hit could have sent me into a coma with ease..." Not really true, a nation was nearly impossible to send into a coma, but Alfred didn't know that quite yet.&nbsp; "And I'm sorry..." Even if he thought the hit was justified didn't mean he didn't regret doing so.&nbsp; "But the hero can't try and come and save the day this time..."&nbsp; Alfred seemed like the type who would try and rush in before negotiations were done.<br><br>"But don't worry, I have little doubt your idiotic friends will be here soon enough to get you out, and theres no traps or anything. I even left the key out for them..." And with that he gave a grin and a wave. "Your right, I am trying to control you, I'm keeping you safe this time even if you want to cry and whine about it..." He started to walk away back toward the stairs, though he stopped before he was out of sight.&nbsp; "Goodbye America....." He stated a little awkwardly since he wasn't use to referring to the other as his nation. <br><br>Alfred had pretty much rushed into the castle, and had already demanded a visit with the king. Once he entered, he had already pretty much presented his case, once it seemed like they weren't going to go his way.&nbsp; He had pulled rank, stating if they wanted to stay on his land they had best agree to his conditions, the king didn't seem to take that nicely.&nbsp; The order for the guards to restrain England was heard, only for a gunshot to be heard next, well to be more precise four different gun shots.&nbsp; <br><br>One through the kings skull, one through the Queen's heart, and one against both the prince and the guards.&nbsp; Not that England got off scot free, he had been shot once as well a shot that grazed the heart if only barely.&nbsp; The nation seemed to be close to hyperventilating as he walked out, telling the guards on the outside that there was no new king.&nbsp; And to remember who was in control of his land. The bloody Alfred only seemed to look intimidating to the guards since they thought the blood that was soaking him was not his own.&nbsp; <br><br>Arthur lived just long enough to walk back into the throne room, ripping the remains of the royal off their thrones.&nbsp; He died seated in the throne room right on the kings chair.&nbsp; Quite a bit of symbolism was there, but for now he just closed his eyes, dying quite peacefully surrounded by other corpses.<br><br>Arthur had kept his promise, with the loss of the royal family as well as the nations symbol, America was the last thing on there mind. As chaos ran rampant the war seemed to be called off, as Alfred and his nation were just left alone, completely cut off from the torn nation.&nbsp; He had given what he promised, though not really how expected with peaceful negotiation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 22:49:59</strong>
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				Alfred turned his attention over to Arthur and glared at him, annoyed that he was inside of a cage like some…common thief. He silently wished that handcuffs were used inside, but there wasn’t anything he could do anything that now. His hands clutched tightly onto the bars and feeling sick to his stomach to know that he was completely helpless in here. Would Arthur really go through with this plan? It had a lot of holes and he could be killed, but Alfred wasn’t thinking about Arthur’s safety…only his people. Deciding between the two was difficult, but he could still have both…right?<br><br>“I…I didn’t mean to hit you so hard…it was to keep you safe.” He looked down at his feet as he muttered this. Keeping him safe and trying to force him to see things his way. Selfish…was he being selfish to want his people to have a better life and only think about them and himself? He snapped out of his thoughts to hear him apologize and looked over at him, biting his lip to hear Arthur say this. Alfred always thought of himself as the hero, but hearing Arthur say that he couldn’t stop him caused his eyes to widen. What did he do? Was this…really the price for being free? Seeing Arthur walk away made him fearful, thoughts raced and he felt like he just sent him to his death. “England! England! ARTHUR!” He tried to force open the bars by any means possible, but it wouldn’t break and he could only imagine what was going on. <br><br>It felt like an hour or two when everyone came running to the cage. “This is strange…why did he do that?” Franklin asked as he turned the key in the lock and Alfred pushed his way out and ran passed them without one word. “Alfred?” <br><br>Paul tried to grab him, but he ran right past him and completely ignored him. The young man was annoyed by this and rubbed the back of his head. “Ugh…where is he going? Hopefully to get England.” <br><br>“Don’t you think it’s odd that he left us letters and the key to free Alfred? Don’t you think there is something more to it, Paul?” George asked. <br><br>He just shrugged and started up the stairs after Alfred. <br><br>Everything else was a blur and he didn’t even know how long it took him to get to the palace and storm inside, but the fact that he was there, panting for air and seeing this sight…made his heart sink. “A-Arthur?” Alfred took a couple of steps forward, seeing him slump on the throne with a crown on his head and bloody…wasn’t a good sign. He ignored the others that were killed and ran over to Arthur, holding the sides of&nbsp; his arms and trying to shake him awake. “Wake up! The hero…the hero always comes and…and saves the day…on time! WAKE UP!” Tears started to form in his eyes and he clung to Arthur’s body. “You’re my big brother! I-I lied when I said you weren’t…. I…I just wanted freedom…not to lose you….”<br><br>-----------<br>The United States of America become an independent nation on July 4th, 1776. The Declaration of Independence was signed that very day. <br><br>George Washington become the first president on April 30th, 1789.&nbsp; <br><br>Benjamin Franklin passed away on April&nbsp; 17th, 1790.<br><br>The year is now December 1st, 1801<br>-----------<br><br>“Ugh! Does the new king <em>have</em> to come over and annoy us?” Paul sighed as he sat in the chair in Alfred’s living room.<br><br>Alfred nervously paced back and forth, not sure if he <em>wanted</em> to meet the new king of England, it didn’t matter anymore. It has been so long since Arthur has been dead and never now Alfred couldn’t stop thinking about him and feeling rather depressed about it, even though he didn’t show it. “He’s just coming here to make a truce…nothing to be nervous about.” <br><br>“Then why do you get walking back and forth?” <br><br>“Uh…no reason.”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 23:15:22</strong>
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				It went as Arthur predicted when he was reborn, well not exactly he actually grew faster then America had, most likely for the fact he already had an established nation unlike America who had first been a random assortment of Indian settlements that somehow created a nation.&nbsp; And since England seemed to have documented history he even kept a good bulk of his information, not many personal memories from his past life but there were a few in there.&nbsp; Though he seemed to use his information to gain quick rank, since a few of the guards knew of the nations status. <br><br>It had taken England around ten years to reach his previous age, he became king of England not even five years later.&nbsp; And he had renovated the system around the British Empire, well that wasn't really the correct word anymore, while he had been dead Alfred had not been the only one to take his independence.&nbsp; Some had stayed for the benefits, but it seemed Canada had left with ease, it hadn't even taken a year of requests for the nation to gain his own freedom.&nbsp; England seemed to sign off on the release rather easily, though Canada did have a full truce with the nation including trading rights and so on.<br><br>Not to say Arthur wasn't still a blood thirsty type of person, but he was more righteous then the previous ones.&nbsp; He was now dressed in a royal uniform, somewhat like his solders, really the big thing that told him apart from the solders, was the quality of his uniform as well as the crown that always seemed to rest on his head. The crown was the same one the previous king wore, and it still had a few blood stains on it.&nbsp; He had kept it as a memory, stating to his nation that he took the crown through blood so let it be remembered that way. <br><br>When he ended up at Alfred's house, he was accompanied by two of his guards.&nbsp; One would think that with his blood thirsty ways that he wouldn't have a strong loyalty to him, but surprisingly he had.&nbsp; England had been turned into a more industrial nation, better quality weapons, armor, and even working on better quality of everything.&nbsp; Arthur seemed to enter without much word, well not really, he had gave a glare, and was escorted in by Alfred's men.&nbsp; &nbsp;The first two to enter were his solders, followed by their kind wearing his blood stained crown.&nbsp; "What no hellos?" He questioned the two, though his gaze seemed to linger on Paul Revere. "You know...I have a feeling I should do something to you....I'm quite sure I know you....." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:11:46</strong>
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				It was a surprise to hear that familiar voice and Alfred turned around to stare at Arthur. He looked him up and down, trying to find some excuse that this really wasn’t him and in a way…it wasn’t. This wasn’t the Arthur that took after him, but perhaps he changed for the better and one the bright side. By the way that he addressed a very nervous Paul, it appeared that he could remember…just not fully. Alfred took a couple of steps forward, ignoring the two guards that stood by Arthur. <br><br>Paul was turning white and thought for sure he was staring at a ghost. “H-how…you…what…?” He couldn’t understand what was going on and why Alfred wasn’t freaking out over this. <br><br>“England doesn’t die, Paul.” George called out as he walked into the room followed by Thomas. <br><br>Alfred ignored the three behind him and only made his way closer to Arthur, the guards wasted no time pointing their guns at him in a warning. “Arthur…” he muttered under his breath and ignored the guns.<br><br>“W-what are you doing!?” Paul shouted at Alfred, confused why he was starting to walk again, even though the guards were clearly ready to fire at him if he become too close. <br><br>He ignored the shout and felt in a daze as he made his way over to the king and in one jump, he leapt in his arms, nearly pushing him over. Alfred smiled and laughed at himself for thinking that England was gone for good. “England!” He hugged onto him while everyone remained stunned and in shock. Paul looked as though he was just about ready to pull Alfred off of Arthur, but remained sitting on the couch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:33:31</strong>
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				"You know if your going to talk about me like I'm not here, I'm going to say screw the truce...." He stated, though he put up a hand to tell the guards to stand down for now.&nbsp; To say he knew Alfred would be a lie, but he knew the man wasn't stupid enough to attack the king and screw his nation over in a new war that would likely drive his nation into the gutter.&nbsp; <br><br>When the other actually hugged him, he seemed to look like he was going to hug the other, though really he had just gained a good grip and ended up throwing the taller blond against the wall.&nbsp; "Don't touch me."&nbsp; The member of royalty stated simply, as he wiped off his chain mail as if the other touching him had gotten mud on it. Though he hadn't gotten angry or anything when he launched the other through the air.&nbsp; "I came here to discuss the truce, nothing more.&nbsp; I don't particularly care about what your relationship was with the previous me..." <br><br>Though that did bring up a new string of subjects, as he stared at the disheveled blond with a look of curiosity.&nbsp; "What do you think of the past? Should it be forgotten or not?" It was a simple question, but it did have a few things attached to his subject.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:57:44</strong>
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				“Screw you.” Paul muttered under his breath and Thomas let out a sigh as he placed his hand over his mouth. He really was annoying even now and messing around with the king now…wasn’t something that Paul wanted to push his luck with. <br><br><em>It’s not you, but…it is.</em> Alfred thought to himself, which was confusing, but he really didn’t care. He wanted to let him know that what he did was stupid and it could’ve started another war if anyone thought it was America’s fault or knew that he was the one that was behind this in the first place. Arthur only wanted to please him and he would please him…no matter if it meant his own death. <br><br>He let out a grunt as he hit up against the wall and realized that it wasn’t the same Arthur. Alfred tried not to let it sting to hear that. He adjusted his jacket and cleared his throat, trying to ignore how he embarrassed himself. “Right…the truce.” <br><br>“England, I’m the president of this here nation and I believe that…right now, Alfred is having trouble because of the ending between you two -- I mean the <em>former</em> you.” George didn’t get into details about it, but he wanted to clear things up first. “Why not we discuss this matter in the other room and let Alfred rest here.” <br><br>Alfred smiled slightly, glad that he understand the reason for it and wasn’t angry either. He wasn’t sure how he was going to deal with England. All he wanted was to be free, to have come freedom like England and now…he lost nearly everything because of it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 03:27:40</strong>
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				"You know you seem to keep speaking quite informally to me? America is fine, he's another nation, but you all don't have any type of relationship with me...." Arthur pointed out, since the last king was known for throwing people into jail if they chose not to show respect for people.&nbsp; Of course he didn't honestly care, but for some reason he didn't like Paul.&nbsp; Weird but he tended to dislike some people.<br><br>"But I should inform you of this, it was in a way my own last request, to hand you a package America....But that can wait I suppose..." He stated, waving it off, since he honestly didn't care very much about the blond right now. In a way his relationship with Alfred was similar to reading some other persons diary then meeting the person they were writing about.&nbsp; You know them, but its more of an awkward way.<br><br>"Ah, president?" He seemed to not really care, and to be honest he didn't really.&nbsp; He had already met France, who was treated to a very violent reaction and learned the hard way that he was not the same England.&nbsp; "You know Alfred, the previous me mentioned you a lot in a diary....I honestly don't see why your worth it..." He stated in a calm even tone, though he seemed to tell he knew the real reason behind the Royal Flush. Or Royal Massacre both were the titles for the slaughter of the royal family. <br><br>For now he decided to follow George to where ever he wanted to head to. His two guards followed him just as he left. Though one guard followed behind while the other went ahead of him.&nbsp; "So what terms are you looking for?" It could just end up as a neutrality deal, possible trade agreement, or possibly nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 04:10:58</strong>
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				“Mhmh!” Paul tried to say something, but Thomas kept his hand over his mouth. He tried to pry it open, but Thomas just wasn’t letting him go. He wasn’t about to keep his mouth shut though, he’d tell him off one way or another.<br><br>Alfred was curious to know just what the former Arthur wanted to give him and as long as Paul didn’t ruin this…maybe he could actually talk to him one on one. If the guards had to come along, he’d be fine with that…but away from everyone else would be best. This wasn’t the Arthur he knew of, but he was just glad to see that he was back. That feeling didn’t last long though, he regretted what happened years ago and wished that things would go back to the way they use to be…save that he would have more freedom <em>and</em> the same Arthur. He bit his lip, forcing himself not to say anything about the new Arthur, but it was hard to keep silent. <br><br>The president followed along side Arthur. “A peace treaty sounds about right.” They were already cut off from England, but keeping the peace between them might be difficult. <br><br>Once they were gone, Paul yanked Thomas’ hand from him since he wasn’t putting up a fight now and let out a sigh. “He’s even more annoying than before!”<br><br>“Shhh! He might hear you.” Thomas warned. <br><br>“I don’t care! He can’t arrest me.” He crossed his arms and leaned into the couch. <br><br>Alfred ran a hand through his hair. “He…really is different…he use to care about me and now….”<br><br>“Don’t let that Brit get to ya Alfred, forget about him and just let Mr. Washington talk to him.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 12:52:51</strong>
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				The nation just seemed to nod a little, he hadn't honestly expected much out of the deal, but a cease fire would at least stop most of the hostilities.&nbsp; "I agree." Arthur stated, trade agreements would be nice as well, but since they didn't know what exactly America had in excess they couldn't really trade right now. "Can I ask how long it will take for the agreement to be written up?" Arthur only brought two guards with him, and neither of them were scribes so he would have to allow the others to write the deal. <br><br>But Arthur was smart enough that he could check the deals for any problems that may seem to be negative to his nation.&nbsp; That was possibly the thing he was making sure to keep different from the last Arthur, to ensure he kept his own nation as a first priority this time.&nbsp; Though it would be a lie to say he didn't have some feelings for Alfred, it seems his last life had more effect on him then just a few memories.&nbsp; The emotions were no were near as strong as they were for the previous Arthur but they were there.<br><br>He pretty much kept a straight face through most of the discussing of the terms, though he did bring up a few things.&nbsp; "Will my people be allowed to travel through America? Obviously they won't be allowed to stay anywhere unless their ether paying for it at an inn...." He knew one of the problems of the last king was he allowed the solders to push their ways into peoples home. "I'll deal with any problems you have with my men, all I ask if you lock them up until I can send a few solders to transfer them.&nbsp; Of course this is only for any sentences for jailing that last longer then five years, I would prefer they be sent to my homeland so I can review the case....I'll even allow you to send someone as an escort to make sure their receiving a satisfactory trial that will make us both happy..." <br><br>Now what where the other problems he could remember?&nbsp; Though he kept a serious expression on his face as he decided to point out. "I am not the last king, I am fine with negotiation. Just like I am not the last England."&nbsp; For now since it seemed like the discussions were over, he stood up, waving as he wandered out the house, though he gestured for the solders to go to the door since right now he was going to have a private talk with the other nation.&nbsp; Now where was he....? Seemed the king had already gotten lost.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 18:09:16</strong>
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				“You’ll have to talk to Thomas about that. He’ll be handling the agreement.” It was hard to how long that would take and George wasn’t about to give Arthur a set date when he wasn’t sure.<br><br>He sat down in one of the chairs in the room and faced Arthur. He would like to have Alfred here as well, but he was having trouble seeing Arthur again and know that it wasn’t him. “Yes, traveling is fine and they can stay as long as their able to. We’ve talked to Alfred and in order for them to join his country, they will have to take a test. They are able to visit here, but being apart of this country will be a different matter.” George continued to listen very carefully and nodded at this, “that seems fair. We would like the same thing, that way we can properly see to them even if they commit a crime in your country. You’re welcome to look after them until we have officials retrieve them, but jail time will be decided over here, based on the crime.” He cleared his throat and leaned forward, “as for traveling to your country, I hope you wouldn’t mind that.” It was only fair after all, but joining his country might be different too. <br><br>“I can see that. This is very pleasant to be talking with you.” It appeared that they already came to an understanding and George stood to his feet, shaking Arthur’s hand. “I’ll have Thomas work on the document right away.”<br><br>Alfred continued to pace around the room again, he was even more nervous now that he knew Arthur was back…but different. <br><br>“All that walking will make you have a hole in the floor.” Paul knew that wasn’t possible, but he just wanted him to come down, there was no point in being stressed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 18:28:44</strong>
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				"Got it..." He honestly didn't know where he would stay, he hadn't really thought this out so much on where they would stay so much as what they would be doing while they were staying.&nbsp; But it was always amusing to keep up the facade that he actually cared about what the other stated. Well he did, but negotiations were never really his thing, hell he doesn't even know why he wanted to be king in the first place.&nbsp; <br><br>Hearing the others conditions he sort of nodded. "Obviously there are a few exceptions, for example if they are firing a gun like a mad man and its not possible for a safety apprehension then there going to be met with lethal force...Not to pickpockets or anything like that of course..." The man reminded, since honestly citizenship hadn't been quite on his list of things for his people. "If they want to join that's theres and Alfreds business...Unless they know something that could be used against England of course..."<br><br>For now he shook the others hand suppressing a roll of his eyes, no offense to the president but he just disliked when most people touched him.&nbsp; He had end up wandering to the office that he had previously been at seeing Alfred pacing back and forth.<br><br>"Actually for him that's very possible...."&nbsp; The nation stated, knowing of Alfred's strength. For now he stood in the door way a bored expression on his face, though he seemed to have a box in his hand that he had retrieved from his guards before they had been dismissed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now he honestly didn't know what he should say to Alfred, to say he had no feelings would be a lie.&nbsp; The look he gave the aged Paul told him to leave or suffer, even if Arthur had changed some he still was an intimidating man. The bloody crown just added to that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 19:41:34</strong>
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				That could be understandable and George nodded at this, “yes and we’ll have to do the same. Hopefully, it won’t have to come to that.” He noticed the roll of Arthur’s eyes as they shook hands, but ignored any comment on it and made his way into the living room where the three were. “Thomas, how soon can you get started on the agreement?” <br><br>“Right now.” He followed George into the other room to start writing it, but Paul remained seated on the couch.<br><br>Alfred stopped and looked over at Arthur, giving him a weak smile and wondered what could be in the box that the former Arthur wanted to give him. He glanced over at Paul who was staring over at Arthur and deep into his eyes, it was clear that he was starting to shake and become fearful of him again. <br><br>“L-late.” He muttered and ran out of the room as fast as he could, planning to catch up with George and Thomas. <br><br>The blonde turned his attention back to Arthur and slowly walked over to him. “So…did everything go alright? I would’ve been in there, but uh…I…” he left the excuse hanging in the air since he couldn’t really say it…George had cleared that up earlier anyway. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:04:19</strong>
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				"Love you too Paul!" Arthur shouted to the fleeing man, it was just a weird impulse to say, but it seemed appropriate and sort of just slipped out when he made the comment.&nbsp; Previous things from his past life had seemed to slip through into the royal leaders current speeches and ways of acting. He was almost sure that the reason he even cared about being king was due to some reason from his past, since he had little desire for negotiations but almost an impulse to do so.<br><br>"You would've been there but you were being a bloody chicken, who couldn't stand the fact that the man you were screaming at to gain results got them?" Okay, the newest Arthur wasn't exactly as happy about his previous death as the last one.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Don't worry this is hardly personal, I've learned from you, your nation goes before family." A scathing remark since that was how he saw it.&nbsp; <br><br>Though he seemed to wave the other off before he thought he was bitter.&nbsp; "But I'm fine now that I've got that out of my system, I hope to be good friends with you, but not much more..."&nbsp; As the other said, the nation comes first and now England would go by that rule as well.&nbsp; "As for the meeting it went fine...."&nbsp; He didn't bother to explain what happened, since the other would likely read the agreement later. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iroleplayyaoi</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 19:23:14</strong>
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				Hearing that remark only caused Paul to run even faster out of sight. He couldn’t help himself for being so afraid of England…that guy’s crazy!<br><br>That wasn’t actually the way Alfred would’ve said it, but it pretty much summed things up. He looked away from Arthur and shrugged his shoulders. The old Arthur wouldn’t say something like that and it hurt to know once again that this wasn’t <em>his</em> Arthur. If he didn’t make a point of trying to get things to change, maybe <em>his</em> Arthur would still be alive. His people were hurting and Alfred couldn’t take that, but he also couldn’t take the thought of being away from Arthur…the old Arthur. <br><br>“That’s…that’s not true!” His nation is important, but so is family. “I tried to stop you, but you didn’t listen to me!” It was probably best not to get so worked up over this and he let out a sigh, trying to keep calm.<br><br>Alfred only glared at this new Arthur, friends and nothing more. Why did he ever say he didn’t want to be brothers anymore? He was regretting it, but that was the past and it was best to move on.<br><br>He eyed the package in Arthur’s hands and wondered what it could be, there was no point in waiting around to ask it. “What’s in the box?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Price of Freedom [DomoMochi! &amp; iroleplayyaoi]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomoMochi!</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 20:00:14</strong>
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				"You honestly expected a last second change of heart was going to stop <em>me</em> after you kept begging and telling me to change? How much you wanted freedom..." Though he shrugged it off as he just wanted the subject to drop for now.&nbsp; As they said the past is behind them, and Arthur would let it stay buried. <br><br>Hearing the question about what was in the box, he shrugged a little to the question.&nbsp; "I don't know, the only reason I knew about what really happened behind the Royal Flush was due to it being a documented event, even if the actual reason wasn't listed I still remember what happened..." Meaning what was in the box was something he didn't even know.&nbsp; It had been resting in the back of his house for decades, so he honestly didn't know what was in the box.&nbsp; "It must have been made done rather quickly..." <br><br>Though he decided to ask a question first.&nbsp; "What do you think about the past? Should it remain buried?" He questioned, though he did hand off the box after waiting for an answer.&nbsp; In the box was a patched up rabbit doll, the doll itself was ancient since it was one of the first gifts England had ever gotten for Alfred when he was a child.&nbsp; It had been ripped when Alfred first became a teen, and it seemed that England was giving back the patched doll after so many years since it had seemed tto be forgotten by both of them.<br><br>In the bottom of the box was a letter written in Englands precise hand writing though there was only one word.&nbsp; <div align="center"><em>'Congratulations.<br><br>Love Arthur.</em></div><br>
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