Despite being neighbors with each other, Hungary and Romania traditionally haven't gotten along too well. Usually they seem to avoid each other because of this. But one day, as both go shopping, they inadvertantly spot each other in the same place! Of course, neither can allow the other to surpass her own shopping skills, so this means only one thing: war! With shopping!
My Character in This RP:
Romania
[Name] Daciana Mitranescu
[Birthday] December 1
[Age] 21
[National Flower] Dog Rose
[Brief Bio] Romania can be a fairly pleasant girl, and is certainly cute, but doesn't get along well with most of her neighbors. She tries to avoid bigger conflicts, but due to the fact that she's actually pretty weak normally, she's easily bullied into joining by more powerful countries. Her typical lack of ability or will to fight, combined with her Roman heritage, make her not unlike Italy in a way. But if Hungary or Austria is involved, she's quick to pick a fight over her own happy place that's changed hands several times.
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It seemed like a nice enough day to go shopping, since the weather had just gotten better for the first time in a week. Romania usually wouldn't go out of her way to go shopping, but this particular shopping district was known for a few specialty items she couldn't get closer to her place. She'd had a rough week of trying to encourage Ukraine to not go visit brother Russia so often (while hoping that Russia wasn't listening), while at the same time arguing almost nonstop with Bulgaria about a specific region that will not be mentioned here. All the while looking distrustfully over her shoulder to make sure Turkey didn't swoop in and try something. After all that she felt she'd earned a break. The mountain air was a welcome relief too, and added to the peacefulness of the day. Something just felt... odd to her. Like something here was out of place. Until she figured out what it was, it was likely to cause her to be overly worried once again.
Realizing this, Daciana tried to focus on the shop nearest to her - one with some lovely clothes displayed in the window. As she looked more closely to try and determine if they were her size, though, she caught something out of the corner of her eye. She froze in place and slowly turned her head to try and spot the intrusion, all the while thinking aloud, "There's no way it could be... her...."
