[OPEN] GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/tranny-4.png) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; height: 550px; padding: 0px;, bTable] "Oh, I will never finish this by the time Autumn arrives!" The green-haired state made a small, whimpering sound at the sight in front of her; piles upon piles of leaves to sweet and she has little time to do them due to working on the other chores while her master is away, where-ever he is. So far, all she did in her progress was to accidentally scatter the leaves and it was already hard enough that some even manage to insert themselves underneath something. Not that it matters, it could be worse compared to a while ago where she nearly broke all the chinaware in the kitchen. Well, the female thought with a renewed vigor, today's a new day so nothing can go wrong. "Right," She said with a confident sigh, enjoying the autumn morning once again. "I can do this so when Master Romania comes back, hell be so happy that I did a great job!" The female doesn't want to fail the nation that saved her and helped her, so the least she could do was to do this job without foul-ups. Just a shame, though, that Halloween is coming up and she'll get a lot of creepy comments about 'Vampires' (specifically the Dracula... or, the more recent, the Twilight-kind of Vampires one). And she keeps on wondering where the hell these things keep sprouting from without her concent... maybe it's because of her buildings and castles, perhaps? "No, no, no~" Shaking her head, the state held the broom tightly as she resumed her ground-sweeping, mentally telling herself that she'll do the flower beds later and tend with the garden to make the place a bit prettier than before. "I'm sure Bucharest will take care of the food later," She told with a confident smile on her face. "This day will be great!" Basically, this is how Cosmina Basarab- Transylvania, for those who are aware of her- spends most of her days within the walls of Romania's household on a nippy, Autumn morning. Nothing too serious, but it's really just a slow but good way to start a day. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Date: Present Location: Romania (pretty much Romania's front yard) Music: ??? Notes: Ah.... *shoves her* She needs exposure~ [/style]

Felicita some how ended up in Transylvania she really didn't know she got here.She had been heading to China stay there for a bit but ended up here instead.She wasn't complaining though because Transylvania was a beautiful place.Rome had been looking through the stores she was really amazed at all of the different things in the stores.She had brought a few things while looking through the stores.Rome was amazed at all of different styled buildings that were around here.

She was still looking around when ran into a building because she hadn't been watching where she was going.Rubbing her forehead Rome looked around and noticed that she had walked far.Walking away from from the wall she noticed that is wasn't a building that she had walked into.It looked more like a castle then anything else.Rome was amazed by what she was seeing.The grounds were really beautiful despite all of the piles of leaves.Rome just stood there not rally knowing what to do or say.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/tranny-4.png) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; height: 550px; padding: 0px;, bTable] She was going back and forth with sweeping the leaves, eager to finish her chores as much as the next person but it seems the dry leaves were a lot more stubborn than she anticipated for. With a mild huff, the emerald-haired state was getting a bit irritated by the endless scatter, ready to call it a day and move on to something else. It was a bit annoying to a point, really, but if Bucharest finds out she did not finish her chores who knows what punishment he'll give her for it. True, Romania is merciful- kind, even- to her, but the other male seems to be a bit more strict when it comes to her household regime. Well, as to be expected with the capital, anyway. Starting to think that maybe these leaves are not meant to be swept by the broom, Cosmina was about to go to the shed and get the blower when she noticed someone from the opened gates, aquamarine optics blinking in curiosity as she picked up her broom and slowly walked herself to check who was it. Peeking through the tree that she decided to use as her temporary hiding place, she blinked a few times, looking around as she scanned the area for any sign of life before her gaze settled at the blonde-haired woman. Judging from the appearance and slight physical structure, she assumed she was an Italian here for visit. Of course, when the word Italian comes to mind, she remembers Italy, which then she remembers Hungary, and a mere thought of the woman's name made the state shudder a bit at the memory and how she used to run back and forth doing chores non-stop while she's away. Then again, she can't assume that ALL Italians are like that, so maybe... "M-may I help you...?" With her head peeking out from behind the tree, the shy female cleared her throat as she called the woman's attention, waiting if she will answer her or not. Knowing anyone who are aware of who she is, it would be a bit of a downer if they immediately think that she must be a vampire (then again, so does Romania and Bucharest, but they don't seem to mind compared to the female here) but hopefully, since she's outside in the sun cleaning the leaves that they don't assume that. At most, they might just think of her as a maid (which is true), but Transylvania doesn't seem to mind; it's better than the vampire branding, anyway. Seriously, who started that in the first place, anyway? [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Date: Present Location: Romania (pretty much Romania's front yard) Music: ??? Notes: I pretty much peg her as that awkward and shy to anyone larger than her (not in terms of height but as a status or anything) [/style]

She was startled when she heard someone ask her something "Yes I am kind of lost can you tell me where I am",Rome asked.Rome knew that she was Transylvania but she didn't know where in Transylvania she was.She was really surprised to hear someone from the other side of the gate.She hadn't seen anyone when she first looked through the gate.Looking around again she saw someone's head peeking out from behind a tree.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/tranny-4.png) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; height: 550px; padding: 0px;, bTable] The female blinked, as if processing what the female told her, before she looked around for a bit to see if anyone's around. So she was talking to her... her, the maid. The female in front of her talking to the maid, asking for directions. Well, come to think of it, the gate is open and Romania is away on a business with Bucharest, so that pretty much leaves the slightly-naive maid here on her own, finishing autumn chores like sweeping the leaves, pruning the flower bushes and clearing the laundry. Then again, the laundry's done and the plants can wait and the leaves are very stubborn that she might have to use a blower on them later. Coming out from her (temporary) hiding place, the green-haired state walked towards the gate with a broom still at hand, looking at the blonde-haired female who seem to be a tad taller than her, as she dusted her own dress with one hand. "Well, if you like, I could show you around," She spoke with a mild smile, opening the gate further as she walked outside. "The chores can wait, I suppose." The female added with a wave. "A-Anyway, I'm Transylvania, so I'm sure I know the places around so you won't get lost." The female state paused for a bit, awaiting for the other female's response, both hands clutching her broom and half-hoping that she'll agree for her to assist the foreigner. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Date: Present Location: Romania (pretty much Romania's front yard) Music: ??? Notes: derp [/style]