[Sock, Open RP] Medals

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It was over.

Canada had done a good job with hosting this year's Olympics, not to mention a good job with the medal count.

Sweden smiled as he looked at the final tally. Eleven medals, nothing to sneeze at where many countries were lucky to have one. Five of them were gold medals as well, that was definitely something to be proud of. Sweden was very pleased that his athletes did so well.

Also, Denmark didn't win any. That would give Sweden an advantage when Denmark tries to convince him to put in a joint bid for 2024.

Finishing his reading, Sweden and his goats got up to leave to head back to his room. As he reached the door, it opened to reveal Austria, coming in for dinner. They stared at each other for a few seconds.

"I got more medals," Austria said. This was true. Austria's athletes had earned sixteen medals.

Sweden shrugged. "I got m're g'lds." This was also true. Only four of Austria's medals were gold.

They nodded and ended it at that, Austria going to eat dinner in the Great Hall, Sweden heading back to his room.

Demons Can Be Romantic, Right? (Yukimura & Kuronue) Closed RP

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(Backdated to Valentines Day. Also more than likely to be NSFW considering it's these two we're talking about.)

Apparently the whole point of this St. Valentines Day thing was to show appreciation for those whom you loved. Kuronue really couldn't have given a shit about that, nor did he really care that there also seemed to be decorations up for the Lunar New Year. Time had began to blur around his second century and after that he hadn't bothered keeping count. Not past a vague estimate of his age anyhow. (There was also the issue of whether to count the years he'd spent dead in the time he'd been 'alive' as well. He'd been aware in Meikai, so he figured that he could count, but he still had no idea of how long he'd spent there.)

After raiding Gringotts with Elric and a rather strange shoggy, Kuronue had suddenly come into a wealth of artefacts and money. He'd sent some out as gifts and apologies for his behaviour while possessed by the mononoke and he'd kept a few to hand over personally, regardless of whether he'd sent them things already or not.

Yukimura took priority today, however. He wasn't much of a romantic guy, but he thought he'd at least give it a try. He didn't know the first thing about being romantic, didn't see any need for it, but humans apparently did if they dedicated one day a year to it. So he'd taken great pains to get some sake that wouldn't be available at the school and dressed himself in some clothes he'd picked up in London while he was at it.

Horror of horrors he was actually wearing human clothes too. Dark jeans and a black hoodie to be precise. He felt awkward, but it was warmer than any of his other clothes which were in need of washing anyway. Sake in one hand and Yukimura's other gift in his pocket, he knocked on Yukimura's door and then let himself in, figuring he was familiar enough with his room by now to be able to let himself in if his lover was busy with something.