intrigued by her. She was pretty good~

threw the last knife into the board, gives a small look of satisfaction when it sticks very close to the others into the wood.

reminds her sister to be careful. Someone might pass by and get hit with a knife. Not that Bela has a bad aim or anything.

doesn't seem too concerned. "You're really good with that~"

"I know sister, I know." stops and turns around when she hears a male voice. "Oh ... hi Prussia."

holds out a hand to her, as though he wanted to shake her hand.

looks at his hand, look at him, lifts her hand to shake his.

winks and places a kiss to the top of her hand. "Hello~ Kesese~"

' eyes widen at the kiss. " ... Pryvitannie. Are you well?"

releases her hand. "I am just fine~"

puts her hand down, cheeks slightly pink. "That is good. Do you need something?"

shakes his head. "Nope, I was just walking by and saw you throwing your knives! Thought I should compliment such skill~"

"Oh ... Dziakuj. Do you throw knives too?"

eyes the knives. "I have a bit of skill, but it's not my forte~"

"Would you like to throw?" walks over to the board and pulls the other blades out of the board.

about it a moment before reaching out for a knife. "I could try. It's been a while."

stands back to watch, holding the other knives.

steps up, takes aim...and throws. "A-Ah! All right! I still have it! Kesese~" Bulls eye. Something told him his second throw wouldn't be as_

good though.

looks at where the knife hit. Looks at Prussia. "That's a good throw."

beams with pride. "It was~ I haven't done this in a long time...feels good!"

nods. "I find it relieves stress." offers him another knife.

takes it and eyes the target. "Stress huh? Not that someone as awesome as me has stress." A lie, but one he told himself anyway.

"You don't have stress? Must be nice." watches him.

grins and tosses the knife again. Not a bullseye, but pretty close. "Kesese~ Of course not~"

"How do you do that?" has so much stress these days.

blinks at the question. Uh. "Well," He starts. "It first starts with perfecting your awesomeness~ Then everything doesn't matter because_

you are confident in your skills! Things get done easier~"

"... perfecting my awesomeness? How do I do that?" thinks it would be great if nothing mattered.

how to explain it. "Well, I think you're all ready pretty awesome. In fact, you just need a bit more confidence and you'll have it down~"

eyes get wide. "I'm awesome? " probably could work on that confidence part. "How can you tell if someone's awesome?"

goes red. Ahh, all these questions! "You can just tell! They're talented and uh...pretty!"

blinks at the pretty part, then feels her cheeks get hot. "Oh ... well, um ... you're pretty too, right?"

goes bright red. "No! I'm handsome!"

"Oh! Sorry! ... of course." gives him a longer than usual look. "Actually, you are quite handsome."

surprised by her words, getting quite embarrassed. "Of course I am!"

"I can see that confidence you have coming through. Could you teach me how to be more confident?"

amazed she seems so interested. No one else was, then again, Belarus wasn't an average girl. "I can try!"

"Really? You would be willing to do that?" gives him a very slight smile. "Dziakuj, Prussia."

assumes that means thank you and grins widely. "Just leave it to me!"

nods, "Okay. It's very nice of you to do this for me."

just wanted to be praised, and it felt good to make friends with Belarus. "No problem, my pleasure!"

looks at the knives in her hand. "Want to throw more knives?"

motions for her to do so. "I'll watch~"