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[The video clicks on--obviously Stan was trying to make a voice post and hit the video button on accident, because no way would he be caught dead looking like he does now: reddened eyes, messy hair, basically looking like shit--and, of course, Stan starts yelling.]
STOP KILLING MY EMPIRE YOU ASSHOLES.THIS IS LIKE THE SECOND TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED ( Read more... )
STOP KILLING MY EMPIRE YOU ASSHOLES.THIS IS LIKE THE SECOND TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED ( Read more... )
Fin's standing there. Staring, mouth agape as she had sort've walked into the scene at the very end. Good thing too because if she saw the ragdoll dead dance of Prussia she'd be even more upset than she was. ]
You-- What are you--!?
[ Drop the body Stan. For your wellbeing. TEARS WILL NOT SAVE YOU. Maybe. ]
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What do you want? Came for this meaningless personification?
[The insult isn't too heartfelt. He stares at Prussia blandly, eyes still shining. Then he snickers, blinks, water falls down his cheek. Then he moves the corpse back and forth again, though not quite as exuberantly as before.]
Hahaha! Look! I can make the pathetic potato bastard dance! Almost like--
[He pauses. The smirk drops and he gives the body another dull look. He finishes his sentence quietly.]
...he's alive.
[He drops the body none-too-gently, but at least he doesn't throw it to the ground. Stan just kinda stares for a moment before turning to Fin with another glare.]
The hell do you want, anyway?
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I did.
[ After that whole other dancing charade the sick bastard did she finally spoke, quietly at first as she took long wide strides toward him... and then turn to kneel beside the dropped body.
Gently, UNLIKE SOMEONE, she rolled his body over. It was hard enough to focus with her eyes burning so much, it was hard to see but she was able to examine him. Long fingers hovered over the wounds, grimacing to the stab wounds and the new abrasions that she hadn't sen last night. He should've gone back home instead of run away. Idiot. IDIOT.
And then there was paper. Paper that she pulled out of his breast pocket with a hard swallow. ]
I did come to see him. I came to bring him back home--!
[ And what does Fin do? No, she doesn't look at the paper first, she stood, turned and swung at Stan with tears streaming her face. ]I CAME TO LOOK FOR HIM AND TAKE CARE OF HIM WHICH IS MORE THAN YOU ( ... )
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Stan snarls and grabs her wrist. He could easily snap it, and he puts enough pressure on it to let her know he could... but he doesn't. Mostly because his hands still feel tingly from being inside a dead body because that's totally what happens when you use the corpses of countries as a puppets.
He glowers, but the effect is kinda lost by the whole reddened-eyes thing. So many insults he could throw, but he's just not in the mood for creativity. He kinda lost his seat of power and yelling-buddy all in one day. Not good. The reply slips out before he can catch himself.]
I'm here, aren't I?
[From the tone of his voice, it's pretty clear that "desecration of a body" wasn't his number one reason for looking for Prussia.]
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Fin's mouth had twisted, read to sling another insult despite the threat of more pain. These past few days totally wrecked some of her common sense, man. That is, until he had caught her unawares with his response. ]
...
[ Those streams of tears? They grew heavier as her eyes softened just a bit. Stan was there. He had in fact beaten her to the punch for finding the country. ]
But you--
He's your country too--
[ Fin started off with a cracked voice which grew quickly louder, again. ]
Why weren't you here any sooner then... why weren't you here to make sure he didn't die in the first place!?
[ Yeah, totally pounding her free hand with those papers against your chest now, Stan. Not hard, just... like the distraught person she is. Sorry. ]
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[His irritated grumbling is cut off by an emotional woman hitting his chest. Stan does NOT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THIS. He doesn't really stop her, just. Stares with distaste and annoyance.]
What are you--?! Stop crying, Fish Woman!
[Shit shit THINK OF SOMETHING FAST TO END THIS AWKWARDNESS, STAN.]
What would Prussia say if he saw you bawling like a baby moose with its leg cut off?! If you're so damn concerned with what he thinks, STOP HITTING ME.
[Good save. And that's a valid question, Fin. Somewhere in the back of his mind where he refuses to acknowledge it, he's wondering the same thing. No way he's letting her know this, but she might catch it by the way he seems pretty bothered by the question.]
He went crazy and ran off! What the hell do I look like, a Tracker?! And just where were you when he was getting sliced like the potato he is?!
[Stan doesn't necessarily regret saying that because she'll feel bad, since Evil Kings have no remorse when it comes to verbal abuse. Mostly he ( ... )
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Of course, the tears won't stop, but the hitting will eventually. Slowly to the 'with what he thinks' comment and then completely by his question of where she was. And where was she? Waiting on the roof because moments after Prussia went crazy because Italy did too! Leaving her the ONLY sane one where they lived.
There was no response but her whole body seemed to shrink just a bit as the accusation. Yeah, she should've gone after him immediately, she wanted to. She was going to but-- ]
Ah...
[ Fin glanced away briefly in guilt and took a step back away from the pointy eared bastard of a king, letting him continue his tirade that she half listened to. I mean really, baby moose? WTF. Fish Woman!? Despite half listening, however, her own pointy ears caught what was most important; those italics at the end included. Fin look up at him with a bag of mixed emotions again. At least she wasn't totally breaking down. Again. Right?
Leaving him alone? ( ... )
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At this point, Stan is trying so desperately to maintain his evil status of evil. Evilness. Yeah. He waves his arms wildly, throwing some random fire or dark energy here or there just to make a show of it.]
OF COURSE I WILL! How dare that miserable wretch defy me and die! He's not allowed to do that!! It's illegal!!! When your king tells you not to die, YOU BETTER DAMN WELL LISTEN. OTHERWISE YOU ENTER A STATE OF BEING THAT IS SO UNPLEASANT, LEPERS ENVY YOU!! IT IS A STATE OF CONSTANT TORMENT, A LIVING HELL OF WHICH I CREATED AND YOU CAN NEVER ESCAPE FROM AND ALL YOU SEE FOR ALL ETERNITY IS MY FACE LAUGHING WHILE YOU SUFFER THROUGH IMMEASURABLE TORTURE! HAHAHAHA!!!
[He stops dead, taking a minute to catch his breath. Finally he lets his arms drop to the side. All is quiet for a moment before he crosses his arms in a huff and stares at the ground. If Evil Kings could pout, he woudl be pouting.]
...He deserves my wrath. I hate being lonely. He's a bastard, but he's my bastard of an empire, and without an ( ... )
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Fin was just sort've staring at him. There was good reason why she hated the blonde devil man ... or whatever he was. Evil king. Right. Psh. Anyway, moving on. That spiel only confirmed why she didn't like him.
But like all things that tend to touch home with her was loneliness. Ask Prussia, she stalked him practically for a good month or two because he was crying over christmas and being alone. Oh Stan, at least you...might've, sort've, not really, redeemed yourself.
A little. JUST A SMIDGE. ]
... He doesn't deserve any punches or wrath.
[ Her voice was quiet as she continued to smooth those papers on her skirt. ]
Not over that... if anything it would be because he... [Got hurt, left her alone with crazies, got killed, went crazy himself and said she'd betray him, hit her with a broom. Not in that order of course and most of those she'd easily forgive. Either way, Fin would shake her head and drop out what she was going to say. She didnt believe that her friend and country ( ... )
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