knocking on Russia's door

[dragon_viet]

*Vietnam knocks and waits outside Russia's door. She's toting two large boxes with her and she's also got a bushel of sunflowers  in her arms and if you were to check her pockets you'd find she's also carying some rubbers in case things (hopefully) were to say... get out of control. *

Comrade Braginski, are you in? I'd like a word with you.

*she

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[red_underthebed]

Viet? *opens the door* Such lovely flowers. Please, let me help you with those. *takes a box before ushering her inside*

[dragon_viet]

*tries not to be blown away but the handsome man-beast who opens the door. Tries would be the key word. Allows herself to be ushered in and badly hopes things get out of hand.*

Comrade how have you been? We haven't met since your last party meeting, which I unfortunately had to leave early from. Was it a success?

*grabs a vase from where ever Russia keeps his large vases and don't think she doesn't know where he keeps his things. She's checked. Thoroughly. *

[red_underthebed]

*Completely unaware of Viet's lovestruck stares as well as her uncanny knowledge of his room, Ivan sets the box down on a conveniently-located desk*

It was, I would say. Better attendance than I'd hoped for, and there were several victims and possible converts. *smirks as he thinks of Britain and colonial America* Now, what gives me the pleasure of your company?

[dragon_viet]

*drops the bouquet into the vase and puts it on a bedside table so he'll think of her before bedtime every night before joining Ivan.*

Well you remember the first party meeting disaster held here don't you? Before Alfred rudely interrupted us, I was trying to tell you something. Do you know what I'm getting at?

*bats her eye*

[red_underthebed]

Oh yes, I do...remember. *Ivan mostly remembers being intoxicated and thinking about legs, but that isn't the best thing to tell a young woman*

*blinks back and thinks that he is starting to get a glimmer of why she's here. Two full boxes seemed like a bit much, however* Are you here to finish the job?

[OOC: LOL sorry for all of the deletions! orz]

[dragon_viet]

*To be honest, the first party meeting brings to her mind a headache of hangovers and being cold and miserable, but that isn't something to tell the man of her frequent dreams someone so enamored with the cause.*

Not as such. ... But I guess the job could hypothetically be finished if we go about this the right way.

[no worries. I should be apologizing or something/ let's just call it even eh?]

[red_underthebed]

Is that so? And how do you propose finishing it?

[OOC: XD sure.]

[dragon_viet]

Help me open these boxes and I think you should have a very good idea.

*that eyelash batting becomes pretty nefarious*

1/2

[red_underthebed]

Hmm? *opens boxes*

2/2

[red_underthebed]

HAHAHAHAHA. You're brilliant, darling.

*holds up the largest piece to the light* Shall I take this one, then?

1/2

[dragon_viet]

Of course I am! I'm so glad you approve.

2/2

[dragon_viet]

But err... this box should be yours. I wanted that one.

*pushes the other sized box towards Ivan*

Re: 2/2

[red_underthebed]

What? *mildly outraged* It's obviously too small for me.

[dragon_viet]

*didn't actually think of the size difference. She had however, spent quite a lot of time thinking about Ivan and that smaller sized item together. Very close together actually.*

It stretches *weakly* it might be able to conform to your big boned size.

[red_underthebed]

*picks up the rubbery material and pulls on it experimentally* I do not think it will stretch that far. What if it breaks? Explaining the result to your brother wouldn't be pleasant.

[dragon_viet]

*all the better actually*
You say that like it's a bad thing.
... *mentally shakes herself*

I guess I'll take that one then. We wouldn't want to have it breaking on us. *Alas, Vietnam is somewhat responsible when it comes to her frat boy mentality plans; there will be no sexy breakage here*