02. Gone with the Wind

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[ Day 1: Pre-dawn | Beulah ]

It wasn’t as if she was particularly attached to the drone family she’d been given.

When she saw their bodies in the rubble of 949 Beulah Street, it hadn’t exactly been heartache she had choked on. No, not heartache… dread perhaps - with a healthy amount of pain. After all, nobody got out of a bombing without a few

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Day 1

[webfreedomftw]

[Estonia's back on Beulah Street after making sure there was a base to be had at Ukraine's house with the others. When he spots the familiar nation, he makes a point of heading over to her, waving.]

Monaco!

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[Come to save little red riding hood, have you?; glancing back at her name, she stopped and turned toward the boy]

Estonia --
You look lively for an early morning disaster...

[Must be the whole 'while in Russia' thing he had going for him.]

[webfreedomftw]

Heh... It could be worse! [Yeah, you say that now, kid.]

But how are you?

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Shell-shocked, quite literally... [She backtracked to where he was, looking at he state of rubble as far as the eye could see, then at the blond] Why are we still alive? The drones did not fair so well, at least in my house...

[webfreedomftw]

[He shakes his head.]

I have no idea what sort of method you would use for something like this. Selective destruction. It seems to be uniform across the town, though, from what I've heard and seen with the others.

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The whole town?

[No, Estonia- she isn't gaping at you. She's just breathing in the cool air that is delightfully full of radiation! Mmm. Radiation.]

Have you established correspondence with anyone else yet?

[webfreedomftw]

[Still in a little bit of a state of shock himself, the obvious gaping makes him look down, away, but give a nod.]

I have. Finland, Lithuania, Ukraine... a few friends of theirs as well. We're using what used to be Ukraine's basement as a meetup point.