[Part 14] Beloved (or, if Nobody Wins, Who Writes History?) - Lithuania/Belarus {6a/?}
anonymous
April 25 2011, 05:28:08 UTC
He keeps to his word, again. She doesn't find any more suspicious stains on her furniture. Now, she just has to anticipate what next terrifying thing he'll do.
She doesn't pay all that much attention to his politics. He makes her spend most of her time working like a peasant, since most of her people are peasants. Still, when he's away for so long, and there are so many overcomplicated conversation to overhear in the middle of the night, she comes to the conclusion something's happening. Once she's finished rejoicing the fact he's gone so much (unfortunately, he's fortified the doors and gotten more guards, so it's not like she can make a break for it just because he's not here).
One day, she's minding her own business (sewing herself a new dress, one distinctly unrevealing and not particularly flattering), when Toris comes in. “Natalya?”
“What do you want?” she asks. “Besides the obvious.”
He actually smiles at that. “Natalya, there's someone I need you to meet. Poland...?”
She frowns, and soon a man walks in through the door. “Hey,” he says. In fact, now she thinks about it 'man' may be overstating it a little. He looks almost like a woman, and sounds a lot like one too. However, the shape of his body assures her he is in fact a man (not to mention, she doubts if her were a woman he'd command enough respect to get specifically introduced to anyone). “So you're like, Natalya, right? I'm Feliks. The Kingdom of Poland.” He stands a little straighter.
“Hi. Yes, I'm Natalya.” Then she turns to Toris. “Okay, is there any purpose to this? Or are you just dragging your friends in to annoy me and stop me working?”
“Natalya, there's a lot of purpose to this,” says Toris. He sighs. “Poland and I... I suppose we've become one country. The Polish-Lithuanian commonwealth.”
Natalya's eyes go wide. “You got married?”
Poland looks somewhere between amused and uncomfortable, and Toris coughs awkwardly. “Our monarchs did. We're just... our countries have... become one.”
“Uh-huh.” She knows she shouldn't get her hopes up, but - Toris marrying someone else, anyone else, has to be a sign that his obsession with her is easing, right? And if his obsession ends, maybe he'll let her go.
She's snapped out of her reverie by another voice from the doorway. “Natalya?”
Poland looks worried. “Whoa, Kat-”
“Natalya!” She is suddenly assaulted by someone flinging their arms around her and holding on tight, crying on her shoulder - when Natalya pays attention, she gasps. Only one person has breasts that unnecessarily large. “...Katayusha?” she whispers, scarcely able to believe it.
Katayusha pulls back, nodding and smiling tearfully. “Yes. It's me. And - Natalya, you look as beautiful as ever.” Katayusha kisses her on the forehead, and and Natalya smiles herself.
Poland gives them a look. “...Erm, is this a private moment? 'Cause we could leave you alone.”
Natalya glares at him from over Katayusha's shoulder. “She's my sister.”
“Oh,” says Poland, and Natalya turns back to her.
“Where is Brother Ivan?”
Katayusha visibly deflates. “...He is separate now. Not ruled by anyone. Did you not know?”
“...Oh.” She's sure, on some level, she did know. She just forced herself to forget it. Because Ivan - it always seemed like he could protect her, let her stay with him if he got the chance. Katayusha was meant to do that, but in the end, it fell apart.
Still, she is reunited with her sister, and she should be grateful.
However, the look on Toris's face gives he pause. “Poland, could you please take your territory...?”
Natalya gapes. He can't!
“Toris - It's alright, I'll let you see her later,” Toris tell her as Katayusha slowly pulls herself up and away. “I just think we have to stay separate while doing this whole integration thing. It won't take long, I promise.”
“...I see.”
“Um, alright then,” says Poland. “'Kay, let's go then Kat.”
“Goodbye, sister! I will see you again!” Katayusha calls as she has to leave with Poland, and Toris lays a hand on Natalya's shoulder.
Re: [Part 14] Beloved (or, if Nobody Wins, Who Writes History?) - Lithuania/Belarus {6b/?}
anonymous
April 25 2011, 15:32:05 UTC
Wait...now I'm kinda confused. What time period is the historical part? Because you said Poland and Lithuania's bosses got married, which was in 1385 (or at least around there), and you also mentioned the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth, which didn't happen until 1569. The first one was just an alliance made by a personal union (rulers marrying, a fairly common occurrence in Europe) and the second one was a real union (the formation of a single country with both constituent countries being equal, a much rarer occurrence). So, I'm wondering if this takes place in 1385 or 1569...
I laughed when Poland thought Belarus and Ukraine were having a "private moment". XD And she had to give him the patented Belarus-Glare.
Re: [Part 14] Beloved (or, if Nobody Wins, Who Writes History?) - Lithuania/Belarus {6b/?}
anonymous
May 28 2011, 01:42:36 UTC
well the bosses married thing could be just metaphorical as in the people did or the bosses married them but the countries dont feel like their married...just saying or it could mean the people are now united because of the marriage (literal) even if their not.
She doesn't pay all that much attention to his politics. He makes her spend most of her time working like a peasant, since most of her people are peasants. Still, when he's away for so long, and there are so many overcomplicated conversation to overhear in the middle of the night, she comes to the conclusion something's happening. Once she's finished rejoicing the fact he's gone so much (unfortunately, he's fortified the doors and gotten more guards, so it's not like she can make a break for it just because he's not here).
One day, she's minding her own business (sewing herself a new dress, one distinctly unrevealing and not particularly flattering), when Toris comes in. “Natalya?”
“What do you want?” she asks. “Besides the obvious.”
He actually smiles at that. “Natalya, there's someone I need you to meet. Poland...?”
She frowns, and soon a man walks in through the door. “Hey,” he says. In fact, now she thinks about it 'man' may be overstating it a little. He looks almost like a woman, and sounds a lot like one too. However, the shape of his body assures her he is in fact a man (not to mention, she doubts if her were a woman he'd command enough respect to get specifically introduced to anyone). “So you're like, Natalya, right? I'm Feliks. The Kingdom of Poland.” He stands a little straighter.
“Hi. Yes, I'm Natalya.” Then she turns to Toris. “Okay, is there any purpose to this? Or are you just dragging your friends in to annoy me and stop me working?”
“Natalya, there's a lot of purpose to this,” says Toris. He sighs. “Poland and I... I suppose we've become one country. The Polish-Lithuanian commonwealth.”
Natalya's eyes go wide. “You got married?”
Poland looks somewhere between amused and uncomfortable, and Toris coughs awkwardly. “Our monarchs did. We're just... our countries have... become one.”
“Uh-huh.” She knows she shouldn't get her hopes up, but - Toris marrying someone else, anyone else, has to be a sign that his obsession with her is easing, right? And if his obsession ends, maybe he'll let her go.
She's snapped out of her reverie by another voice from the doorway. “Natalya?”
Poland looks worried. “Whoa, Kat-”
“Natalya!” She is suddenly assaulted by someone flinging their arms around her and holding on tight, crying on her shoulder - when Natalya pays attention, she gasps. Only one person has breasts that unnecessarily large. “...Katayusha?” she whispers, scarcely able to believe it.
Katayusha pulls back, nodding and smiling tearfully. “Yes. It's me. And - Natalya, you look as beautiful as ever.” Katayusha kisses her on the forehead, and and Natalya smiles herself.
Poland gives them a look. “...Erm, is this a private moment? 'Cause we could leave you alone.”
Natalya glares at him from over Katayusha's shoulder. “She's my sister.”
“Oh,” says Poland, and Natalya turns back to her.
“Where is Brother Ivan?”
Katayusha visibly deflates. “...He is separate now. Not ruled by anyone. Did you not know?”
“...Oh.” She's sure, on some level, she did know. She just forced herself to forget it. Because Ivan - it always seemed like he could protect her, let her stay with him if he got the chance. Katayusha was meant to do that, but in the end, it fell apart.
Still, she is reunited with her sister, and she should be grateful.
However, the look on Toris's face gives he pause. “Poland, could you please take your territory...?”
Natalya gapes. He can't!
“Toris - It's alright, I'll let you see her later,” Toris tell her as Katayusha slowly pulls herself up and away. “I just think we have to stay separate while doing this whole integration thing. It won't take long, I promise.”
“...I see.”
“Um, alright then,” says Poland. “'Kay, let's go then Kat.”
“Goodbye, sister! I will see you again!” Katayusha calls as she has to leave with Poland, and Toris lays a hand on Natalya's shoulder.
“Well, I wasn't quite expecting that.”
Natalya swallows. “Neither was I.”
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She looks up. “Sister, hello,” she says. “Come here, help me with these clothes.”
She's pushing clothes into soapy water, and Ukraine comes over to help her. “So... how are you, sister?”
“”I'm fine,” she answers.
Ukraine nods. “The Baltic states said you had been acting strangely lately.”
She clenches her hands in the water. “All of them?”
“...I'm not sure.”
Belarus shakes her head. “Whatever.”
“...Sister, is there something wrong!”
“No!” she insists. “I am perfectly fine, and would rather you work than interrogate me.”
There's a pause. “...Do you remember being independent, Bela?”
She snorts. “I was only independent for a year, sister, and most of the world didn't even agree; I hardly think that counts.”
“...Uh-huh,” says Ukraine. “Well... I don't know.”
“I'm happy here,” she says. “Brother Russia takes care of us, doesn't he?”
Ukraine winces. “Bela...”
“What?”
She sighs. “Nothing. Just... be careful.”
“Of what?”
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I laughed when Poland thought Belarus and Ukraine were having a "private moment". XD And she had to give him the patented Belarus-Glare.
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*dumb a!a is dumb*
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i like this story
<3
also very IC liet!
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