Devyni. [Video Post]
[Lithuania looks like he's about to start talking until there's a small ping of an email in the background. His eyes go wide and he types hastily before leaving the room, forgetting to stop the recording. A cleaned sword is lying on Liet's bed with some droplets of blood covering the floor.]
[The recording keeps going for a loooong time until Lithuania comes back looking very shaken. His hand is visibly bandaged as he covers his face.]
T-this can't be real...i-it can't be...Just a memory...
[Lithuania slowly walks over to his bed and stares at the sword before picking it up with an unsure smile. He takes a deep breath and calms considerably as he begins to slash the air with skilled strikes. He makes one final horizontal strike...but he disappears.]
[He reappears again as he continues the final strike but droplets of blood scatter from his blade. He looks tired and younger by a few years, his armor is splattered with blood and dirt as if coming directly from a battle. His gaze looks extremely perplexed and there's a unchallenged fury behind his eyes as he looks around.]
Jūs ... Jūs bailys! Pilka Kas tai yra?! Aš būsiu jūsų galva, net jei bandysite apgauti mane!
((ooc: "You...You coward!! What sorcery is this?! I will have your head even if you try to fool me!" Say hello to Lithuania from his Grand Duchy times! Straight from the battlefield too! He'll be here till the end of this month because school is evil and I want time to play with him + I'll be gone for AAC weekend. He really doesn't remember anyone except for the other European Nations of medieval times, so he'll probably be wtfing at all of you. Sorry the entry is long. HE WILL BE SPEAKING IN ENGLISH! DON'T WORRY!))
[The recording keeps going for a loooong time until Lithuania comes back looking very shaken. His hand is visibly bandaged as he covers his face.]
T-this can't be real...i-it can't be...Just a memory...
[Lithuania slowly walks over to his bed and stares at the sword before picking it up with an unsure smile. He takes a deep breath and calms considerably as he begins to slash the air with skilled strikes. He makes one final horizontal strike...but he disappears.]
[He reappears again as he continues the final strike but droplets of blood scatter from his blade. He looks tired and younger by a few years, his armor is splattered with blood and dirt as if coming directly from a battle. His gaze looks extremely perplexed and there's a unchallenged fury behind his eyes as he looks around.]
Jūs ... Jūs bailys! Pilka Kas tai yra?! Aš būsiu jūsų galva, net jei bandysite apgauti mane!
((ooc: "You...You coward!! What sorcery is this?! I will have your head even if you try to fool me!" Say hello to Lithuania from his Grand Duchy times! Straight from the battlefield too! He'll be here till the end of this month because school is evil and I want time to play with him + I'll be gone for AAC weekend. He really doesn't remember anyone except for the other European Nations of medieval times, so he'll probably be wtfing at all of you. Sorry the entry is long. HE WILL BE SPEAKING IN ENGLISH! DON'T WORRY!))