"貴客, 請坐." (Noble guests, please sit).
For months that turned into years, they've traversed through mountains and rivers, never really knowing where they were going. From hearsay and mere rumors, the Tsar demanded they find the source of the Silk Road. What would they find there? Roads paved with gold? A civilization far more advance than their own? Whatever the answer, Russia wanted to find out with his own eyes and ears. He argued with the Tsar until he finally relented. It was not easy to leave his own country and venture to another's uninvited, but he wanted to know.
China. A country, a fellow nation he only h
RPing done in the MSN RC Group.
Ivan: -Touches Yao's shoulder.- Yao~, Yao~ !
Yao: *Staring at the computer screen Yao twirled the pen in between his fingers. The documents he was suppose to sign and hand back to his boss in the morning sat beside him, ignored as Yao looked blankly at the monitor, mind clearly somewhere else*
*Jumps slightly at Ivan's sudden calling of his name.*
Wh-what? What is it?
I bet you're tired~ So i prepared something for you. -Nods his head, talking so happy with his child-like personality like always.-
Yao: Eh? *tilts head* What? What did you prepare? *glances around, trying to
A game we played on the MSN RC group. Grab the nearest book flip to page ## using the ## word, write/draw something RC. The word this time was "auction"
China turned his face away from the crowd of nations, tears in his eyes though he didn't let a single one spill. the auction had gone for only half an hour, but it seemed like forever. a piece of him was sold every time, a piece of him felt dead.
"i'll bid 3 million" shouted England, who already bid for at least a third of him.
"pffft, 3 mil? I say 5."
Yao's eyes stung, his hands were shaking, and he was a mess. "Go on" he thought, "Go on, strip me of all I have. Leave me on the ground