bảy ❀| burnt stars crying; so many moons here

[lotuslife]

[Do you have a tree in your yard? Yes? Vietnam is in it. She's got her hair tied back and men's clothes on- America's, actually, since they're easiest to steal- and is making her way from tree to rooftop to rooftop to tree to rooftop, and so on. The thing is, she's actually pretty hard to spot. Vietnam is extremely adept at taking advantage of her

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[kol_shevik]

[Oh what's up ground how are you today I see you are dirty as usual]

1/3

[lotuslife]

...The landing could have been smoother.

[lotuslife]

[checking her victim]

[lotuslife]

[kol_shevik]

[Reaches behind his back to grab his UNFORTUNATE ASSAILANT from off his back and attempt to pin them - he's also pretty damn fast for a fat guy.

because seriously

UNCOOL BRO you aren't going anywhere]

[lotuslife]

[She is so mortified that it is Russia she drop-bear'd on that she doesn't even try to stop him from pinning her.

Just this face up at him.]

[kol_shevik]

[Hi my name is Russia and I appear to not only be straddling you but pinning your hands above your head, I apologize for the inconvenience. Please hold.

Silence. For an entire extremely awkward moment.]

...блин.

[Oh pancakes.]

[lotuslife]

[Hi my name is Vietnam and I'm pretty sure that this wasn't in our friendship treaty. My boss is going to kill me. You owe me [X] more tanks.

She continues to stare up at him, her awkward smile perfectly matching his.]

Hello, comrade.

[And now she locks her legs around his fat waist. Well, you know. If she can even get her legs all the way around. Why? Wait for it.]

[kol_shevik]

[Oh well I'm glad we could get acquainted before we skip to this bit at least.]

...Is good idea to do such things outside?

[lotuslife]

[And now she's trying to use the strength in her legs to throw him off of her body.

Or she's trying to. You see, this usually works really well, and she can kick a guy off of her at least five feet away. But she has never done it with eleven timezones.

The result is exactly what you're imagining. She just pushes against him uselessly.]

What... things...

[kol_shevik]

[HIS VOICE MAY OR MAY NOT BE GETTING A LITTLE SQUEAKY. Also still not moving too mortified.]

R-russia knows you are feeling indebted to the great aid of the Soviet Union, but perhaps is not best way to express these feelings.

Comrade.

[lotuslife]

[Trying again. She realizes that he has frozen above her and takes this as a Very Bad Sign, so there is even more trying to thrust him off. Her hands dig into them meaty shoulders as her own voice goes up in pitch.]

Of course, comrade. Without your aid, I would have been much worse off. [could have also been better, but.] I am very- [THRUST] -grateful- [PUSH] -ha... aha...

...Comrade... [SQUEEZE]

[kol_shevik]

[In another extraordinarily fast move for Russia, he attempts to scramble backwards as far away as he can get. And blindly pushes whatever he can reach first away from himself.

Of course she's still kind of attached to him and he mostly just ends up falling backwards onto his fat ass.]

N-nice thank you card will do next time!

[lotuslife]

[FREAKING OUT INSIDE. Suddenly he is not looming above her, but she is looming above him good job Russia. She half-collapses on top of him and then jerks up a little, hands planted in that fat hest.]

I will send one...! Myself and my boss both. Ah, yes- you- you like pink? It will be pink.

[She tries to climb off, except half of her legs are pinned under his fat ass, still being hooked around him and all, so she can't move. Horrified whispering.] This was not in the terms of the treaty I signed.

[kol_shevik]

[Grabbing her by the wrists trying to stop that squirming.]

Comrade.

Go home.

[lotuslife]

[TRYING TO MOVE SO HARD. wiggling uselessly as she nods down at him.]

Comrade.

That is the thing I desire most right now.