Escaping from the past [Prussia x England]

[Zakulf]

Summary: After the great second world war, both east and west Germany got separated by the great Berlin wall. The eastern side was under control of the Russians, the western side was taken by the Allies who kept a close eye on Ludwig and his people. Gilbert had enough of Ivan and his men who kept an eye on him and the people around him. Telling them what to do in order to please their damned asses. He had found an escape route and would take it during night time, when the guards were slacking off out of sleep lack. He'd escape and go far, far away from the land and return when they would be released whenever that would be! Though his lack of preparation past the borders would become something regrettable.

Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt (East Germany, Prussia)
Age: 24
Speech color: Rot
Appearance:

[Teabrows]

Name: Arthur Kirkland (The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, or England)
Age: 26
Speech color: Green
Appearance:

[Zakulf]

( Took me long enough to reply, I hope this satisfies you. )

It was time to take action, Gilbert was removed from his brother for so long. He had enough of it, his power and control was taken away from him by those damn Russians. In secret he had prepared himself, packed his bag with the necessary supplies in his well guarded house. He already had a plan of escape and would not regret this action at all. Gilbert had observed the guards and the area around the house they kept him in and knew exactly what to do. Slowly the sky was becoming more dark by time, slowly everyone went to bed including himself. The guards were replaced by others, passing on the duty of guarding the house during night time. Gilbert looked out of the window with a smirk as the guards were replaced with the dumbest available, exactly as he expected! This was thé night, the night of his escape!

Silently he took of his clothes and equipped a complete different outfit on. In his bag he placed a cap that fit with his jacket before he put it on his back. Softly he sneaked out of his room, walked through the hallway which was covered with Russian paintings which could only piss him off by looking at it. Ivan had his strange technique to show this intimidation down on Gilbert and the other eastern Germans. It had effect on the people, but not on Gilbert himself. He haven't given up on the fight nor shall this fighting spirit of his ever die. He smirked softly as his plan so far went exactly as he wished, nobody was walking around in the house at this hour. Only those guards he had to pass were the problem. Normally he had guards around him 27/7, these were the only hours of any possible escape and Gilbert took the chance! What Gilbert knew is that these guards would go after any sound they hear, so he got this tea cup from the table and threw it against the window with a swing. A loud sound was sounding close to the window as the tea cup broke, quickly Gilbert moved close to the door, holding himself tightly against the wall. The door opened itself up and the guards entered the area loudly. "Was war das?! Was war das denn gerade?!" they shout through the house, carefully they entered the house through the door. They left the door open and only focussed on the windows, having their backs faced towards Gilbert. This was his chance! Quickly he sneaked through the exit of the building, making sure the guards wouldn't hear him.

He passed the fence quietly and made his way on the street. He knew that the street was guarded as well, it was his time to put on his cap. This to cover up his hair, his hair was something that could be recognized by all of these. After all, he was their main prisoner. He walked past the guards casually, acting like he was just a regular person. The guards looked at him for a moment, but decided to ignore him. He just looked like an old man in this darkness, so not necessary to pay attention on. Gilbert walked past the guards and made his way towards the street, where cars drove by once in a while. He tried to walk and act as casual as he could and walked closer towards the shipyard of East Germany. He knew that he wouldn't just make it in a few minutes walking, it went way too slow, but he did not gave up on it. That was until a car stopped right next to him on the street, the right door of the car opened up. The door for a possible passenger, the seat was empty. "Sie sind Gilbert Beilschmidt?" a voice sounded from inside the car. "Warum fragen Sie mir das?" Gilbert said, doing his best to sound differently. "Heh, ich bin Herr Messerschmitt! Kennen Sie mich nicht mehr?" he suddenly said. Of course he remembered him! He met him once before when he needed a ride, how could he possibly forget? "Messerschmitt!" Gilbert smiled and stepped inside the car, closing the car door next to him. On their way on the road Gilbert explained his actions and plans to escape from the east. The man smiled at him and gave him the best possible escape ever. "Ich komme aus West Deutschland" Messerschmitt told him. But what was he doing in the east? When Gilbert questioned him, the man told him that he was doing a job for the guards on both the west and east side, which would mean that he had unlimited access to both sides of the country. Was it even possible?! The man was willing to bring him to the West side, but told him to be careful there. Since the allies were protecting the whole area very well, more than he could imagine. Messerschmitt stopped the car close to the borders, yet outside of the sight of the guards. He stepped out of the car and entered the backseat of the car, where he was laying down against it's couch on the bottom of the car. He covered himself up with the jacket of Messerschmitt together with a small blanket. Making sure the guards wouldn't see him. Messerschmitt closed the passenger's door and drove to the borders, which was filled with guards.

[Feimelodi]

I feel it very much and most excellent.

[Erimaniaka]

I feel that it's a great slapper.

[Maloch45678]

World War 2, it was a long war.
People have died a lot.