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[bawlingforsoup]

[Around sundown, Latvia can be found in the park playground sitting on a swing with a bottle of disguised vodka hanging from his fingers. This just wasn't his day. First he screwed up his apology to Saya, then when he arrived home, Giriko not only killed someone, but even became a drone. Two people he cared about (though the latter being a very odd

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[deaths_heritor]

You're a little young for that, aren't you? It usually takes a few decades before the sad little truths of life kick in.

[Despite her words, her tone isn't harsh.]

[bawlingforsoup]

I-I'm a c-couple hundred y-years old, M-Miss.

[deaths_heritor]

. . . Oh, well, then. Drink away.

[bawlingforsoup]

I-Is okay... P-People think am j-just kid. K-Kind of like it, r-really.

[deaths_heritor]

[She recognizes the stutter now, but makes no comment on it.]

There are certain advantages to such a guise, yes.

. . . You wouldn't happen to be related to Russia in some way?

[bawlingforsoup]

R-Related!?

[deaths_heritor]

You both speak like you're from Uberwald. And you're both hundreds of years old.