Personality: Norway is a mysterious man of very few words, though his lack of speech is certainly not through an inability to be eloquent. He is more of a watcher than a talker, and his additional lack of any extreme facial expressions under most circumstances has been known to make people uncomfortable when trying to converse with him. Most people don’t really try more than once, but those who do would be rewarded as he becomes more open and vocal in subsequent interactions. When Norway does decide to speak, he is often blunt to the point of being rude, and will rarely apologise for being so unless it becomes apparent that he has genuinely upset the person that he’s speaking to.
In his childhood, Norway was rather more animated than he is today, but difficult events over several hundred years of his life forced most of his emotions to introspection, and he no longer shows very much emotion on his face. Indeed, to look directly at his eyes would show that they seem to be heavily shuttered, with nothing showing behind them, as if he didn’t have emotions at all. It is only in times of extreme emotional distress that this façade will break, and when this happens he has trouble reining himself back in. While he is as capable as anyone else to be given to raucous laughter or fierce temper, he would most certainly rather not, being uncomfortable with letting anyone in that close.
He is quite shy around strangers, when it suits him, but tends to over-act in order to give an impression of confidence. Denmark is often the butt of his jokes and the target of his scathing wit (for example when he stated that the man was too noisy when he was selling toys), though he will never push it too far – there are some things that he knows he can’t say, references to the past that still sting even after so much time has passed. He is fond of Denmark, despite his constant teasing of the man, and also holds Iceland very close to his heart, often trying to persuade the younger man to call him ‘big brother’ since finding out that they are ‘genetically’ linked.
Although it has been some six hundred years since the Black Plague almost utterly decimated Norway’s population and economical system, Aleksander still worries overly if he becomes ill. Currently, Norway’s economy is one of the best in Europe, but that doesn’t keep him from fretting if he develops any kind of (often imagined) cough or headache. However, he is fiercely independent and very proud, so will rarely ask for any kind of help until he direly needs it, and will staunchly resist being told what to do even when it is something that would be in his best interest.
Being as stoic as he is, Aleksander does not make friends very easily, with most people being put off by his attitude and tendency to stare silently rather than speak. If you get past that first wall, however, you would find as good a friend as you could ever hope to have. He will give calm and well thought-out advice when and where it is needed, and will always repay a good deed. If crossed, however, he can hold a grudge for a very long time.
Norway | Axis Powers: Hetalia | Reserved
Norway is a mysterious man of very few words, though his lack of speech is certainly not through an inability to be eloquent. He is more of a watcher than a talker, and his additional lack of any extreme facial expressions under most circumstances has been known to make people uncomfortable when trying to converse with him. Most people don’t really try more than once, but those who do would be rewarded as he becomes more open and vocal in subsequent interactions. When Norway does decide to speak, he is often blunt to the point of being rude, and will rarely apologise for being so unless it becomes apparent that he has genuinely upset the person that he’s speaking to.
In his childhood, Norway was rather more animated than he is today, but difficult events over several hundred years of his life forced most of his emotions to introspection, and he no longer shows very much emotion on his face. Indeed, to look directly at his eyes would show that they seem to be heavily shuttered, with nothing showing behind them, as if he didn’t have emotions at all. It is only in times of extreme emotional distress that this façade will break, and when this happens he has trouble reining himself back in. While he is as capable as anyone else to be given to raucous laughter or fierce temper, he would most certainly rather not, being uncomfortable with letting anyone in that close.
He is quite shy around strangers, when it suits him, but tends to over-act in order to give an impression of confidence. Denmark is often the butt of his jokes and the target of his scathing wit (for example when he stated that the man was too noisy when he was selling toys), though he will never push it too far – there are some things that he knows he can’t say, references to the past that still sting even after so much time has passed. He is fond of Denmark, despite his constant teasing of the man, and also holds Iceland very close to his heart, often trying to persuade the younger man to call him ‘big brother’ since finding out that they are ‘genetically’ linked.
Although it has been some six hundred years since the Black Plague almost utterly decimated Norway’s population and economical system, Aleksander still worries overly if he becomes ill. Currently, Norway’s economy is one of the best in Europe, but that doesn’t keep him from fretting if he develops any kind of (often imagined) cough or headache. However, he is fiercely independent and very proud, so will rarely ask for any kind of help until he direly needs it, and will staunchly resist being told what to do even when it is something that would be in his best interest.
Being as stoic as he is, Aleksander does not make friends very easily, with most people being put off by his attitude and tendency to stare silently rather than speak. If you get past that first wall, however, you would find as good a friend as you could ever hope to have. He will give calm and well thought-out advice when and where it is needed, and will always repay a good deed. If crossed, however, he can hold a grudge for a very long time.