[Angel is hungry again, which isn't really strange if you remember that she is a birdkid who needs a couple of times the food that a normal human would. You can't see her wings right now, since she is wearing her windbreaker and the large wings are tucked in neatly, flat against her back so all you might think would be that she has well trained shoulders, and even that only if you look closer.
She's just back froma flight with Elaine so her hair is a bit tousled and her cheeks are red from the cold air, but she also looks quite elated.
When she notices the person in the kitchen she stops, though and takes a little step back before reaching out for the nation's mind.]
[At the top of Poland's mind: "Oh, gawd, there's a kid here, and she's totally gonna think I'm like, some crazy murderer or something. 'Kay, next time, it's totally gonna be 'fight the evil child-torturing bastard in the tacky white coat, then change, then come get a snack. Duh. Good job thinking that one through, Poland."]
[More generally, he's also sort of startled and a little edgy because he didn't notice her there, and strangers freak him out. And he was already on edge from the fight.]
H-Hi? [...And he really doesn't sound like an adult. Or like. Very much like a man, yet.]
[And she just giggles at those thoughts because she's never before met someone who thinks valley girl. Sure Nudge talks a bit of it but she doesn't relaly think it, much less this strongly.
Also she spontanously likes Poland now because killing white coats is a good deed in her book.]
["Nah, just like, a creeper with metal bones. What was up with that?"]
No, I'm good. Like, thanks, though?
["I should like, get to that before it sets in the cloth, though. Gawd. I'll have to find a washroom away from where Liet is, if I don't want him to see me all bloody and freak..."]
It will leave brown stains and you'll never get them out, no matter what cleaning agent you use. You can come to my room to clean it if you want? I know some tricks for blood stains.
[The basket in her hand is already half full and she'S still dropping more food into it.]
["Why does a little girl know so much about bloodstains? Must like, come from a wartime... That sucks."]
It's cool, I've like, got practice. ["A few centuries of it."] It'd be way great if I could like, wash my clothes there, though, are you sure you don't mind?
[Goes and grabs some fruit. And a bottle of mead. Because he needs to calm his nerves a bit.]
[Wartime? Well, you could consider it that. Though it is a war with a very limited number of combatants, compared to the number of people that live in the US.]
It's no problem. [And the basket is full.] It's on the top floor, if that's okay?
[Dear God she doesn't mean to, she just ...sometimes does. But she means well? ...Usually?]
Yes, Nudge's our third youngest or fourth oldest, but Iggy and Max and Fang are all really old. And Nudge talks like you, and likes lipgloss a lot, and eyeshadow, and other things but I forgot how they are called, and some shows on TV that Max isn't interested in at all.
We can ask the closet for some. It's fun to wear, and sometimes it tastes really good. We had one that tasted like cherry once.
Nudge said that there is strawberry taste and apple taste and Cola taste, too! [She leads him up, up, until the reach to top floor.] How many members does your family have?
[...He suspects vaguely that Minsk and Kiev and Muscovy are somehow related to him--cultural and linguistic similarities and all--but... They only really talk because the girls live with Liet. That's not really family, is it? And of course, he never had any parents.]
Like, just me, I guess. I totally can't remember much before my first boss and the Church took me in.
She's just back froma flight with Elaine so her hair is a bit tousled and her cheeks are red from the cold air, but she also looks quite elated.
When she notices the person in the kitchen she stops, though and takes a little step back before reaching out for the nation's mind.]
Hello.
[Birdkid paranoia go.]
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[More generally, he's also sort of startled and a little edgy because he didn't notice her there, and strangers freak him out. And he was already on edge from the fight.]
H-Hi? [...And he really doesn't sound like an adult. Or like. Very much like a man, yet.]
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Also she spontanously likes Poland now because killing white coats is a good deed in her book.]
How was the fight?
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[He grins, a little awkwardly and shyly.]
...I'm like, not dead? ["And he is. Thank God."]
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[She ventures further into the kitchen, opening the refridgerator to see what food she can find.]
It looks as if you stabbed a dinosaur.
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No, I'm good. Like, thanks, though?
["I should like, get to that before it sets in the cloth, though. Gawd. I'll have to find a washroom away from where Liet is, if I don't want him to see me all bloody and freak..."]
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[The basket in her hand is already half full and she'S still dropping more food into it.]
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It's cool, I've like, got practice. ["A few centuries of it."] It'd be way great if I could like, wash my clothes there, though, are you sure you don't mind?
[Goes and grabs some fruit. And a bottle of mead. Because he needs to calm his nerves a bit.]
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It's no problem. [And the basket is full.] It's on the top floor, if that's okay?
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Tch'yeah, no problem! All the stairs around here are like, gonna give me awesome legs~
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You sound a bit like Nudge, but you don't use lipgloss.
[And like Iggy and Gazzy when they blew up something and Max isn't supposed to know about that.]
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Nudge is like, one of your friends? ...Like, what's lipgloss? [...She's going to create a monster. You know that, right?]
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Yes, Nudge's our third youngest or fourth oldest, but Iggy and Max and Fang are all really old. And Nudge talks like you, and likes lipgloss a lot, and eyeshadow, and other things but I forgot how they are called, and some shows on TV that Max isn't interested in at all.
We can ask the closet for some. It's fun to wear, and sometimes it tastes really good. We had one that tasted like cherry once.
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[Also, he thinks briefly that that's more friends than he ever had. He's just got Liet and Hungary, but... well, they're enough.]
It tastes like fruit? That's so cool! We can totally try after we get my clothes cleaned up~
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Like, just me, I guess. I totally can't remember much before my first boss and the Church took me in.
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