[feeling just dandy.]

[kol_shevik]

 [  Just in case you didn't really care for your remaining sanity, Russia has decided to (unwittingly) become part of your MAYFIELD SPY DRAMA. He's lookin' pretty fly in a suit that actually fits (don't worry the tie still clashes horribly because no matter how drugged out you are, fashion sense never improves that much) and smoking nearly

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[lotuslife]

[The beautiful, glamorous undercover spy Victoria Charlie is returning to the home of Alfred Jones to drop off the information and get new instructions from her boss.

So when she sees a man half-stuck out of the window, she draws her gun slowly and trains it on him, only stumbling a little bit in her 4-inch high heels. She also somehow manages to trip over her own fur coat. And because there is naturally a dramatic wind behind her, her long hair is flying all over the place and getting in her eyes. Her aim is horrifically off.

She still looks incredibly cool.

Probably.]

Oh? Hello.

[kol_shevik]

[Half falls, half totally cool rolling maneuver out of the window.

The dog jumps in after him.

He'd totally look cool too, but his tie is kind of slung over one shoulder and half his hair is sticking up.]

Good Evening.

[lotuslife]

[Continues looking all windswept and dramatic and very cool.

She sways uncertainly on her high heels.]

Is there a problem, handsome?

[kol_shevik]

[Look at this sexy lady swaying her hips all sexy like.

Slicks a hand through his hair.]

Only that I was looking for a man.

And you are not a man.

[It sounded cooler in his head okay.]

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[starshots]

[What is Suou doing in a bar? Why, getting more vodka for Russia, of course. She does the grocery shopping.

So when she sees him in the bar she fixes him with a thoroughly apathetic look.] Did I come here for nothing?

[kol_shevik]

[QUICKLY SLIDES NEXT TO HER AND CLAMPS A HAND OVER HER MOUTH.]

Hush, comrade. We cannot be speaking here safely.

[starshots]

[IMMEDIATELY BEGINS TRYING TO PUNCH HIM IN HIS FAT CHEST]

Don't touch me!

[kol_shevik]

Ah, good idea to pretend as if you do not know me, comrade!

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[peonymarket]

I can see you.

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[kol_shevik]

[MAKING FRANTIC GESTURES AND pretty loudly WHISPERING

AT THE DOG.]

Comrade Kudryavka! You are too visible!!

[peonymarket]

[tries to nonchalantly go back to taking some flowers from someone else's garden]

[kol_shevik]

[sneaking closer!!

breathing

down your neck]

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[armywithcountry]

[At the bar alone as usual. There are a lot of empty beer bottles in front of him, as well as bottles of rum, vodka, tequila, and what is possibly lighter fluid. England just told him that he wants to ride him for miles, okay, he needs a fucking drink or fifty.]

[kol_shevik]

[Sidles up his stool real

real

real close.]

Heard you were the comrade to speak to.

[armywithcountry]

[Blinks blearily at Russia - too close, dude, and why are there two of you.]

I didn't know you had a brother. Gross. World's barely big enough for one of you.

[kol_shevik]

Brother? I have only brothers-in-arms. One of which I hope you will be, comrade?

[ELBOWS

CHUM LIKE.]

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[vaimoksein]

What are you doing in my house?!

[kol_shevik]

I think perhaps you should be telling me that, citizen.

[Laika looks at you.

Judging you. Russia nods in agreement.]

[vaimoksein]

We're not really going over this again, are we?! For the last time, I'm independent! You know that!

[kol_shevik]

[Pulls out

a file. It's actually filled with cookie recipes but you know what russia's still tripping he doesn't care]

An independent agent. Of course, I already know this. Was simply waiting for you to say so. Your time is up, citizen - hand over the information, or I will show you how independently you can be without both working legs.