*42; accidental video; Swedish (but the meaning of what is spoken really isn't hard to guess)
[The feed accidentally switches on when it is set down on the nightstand by Finland. There are no candles or electrical lights on in the room, but the moonlight is very bright and shines on the scenery, providing a clear yet strangely colorless picture of the room. Two males are lying on the bed, fast asleep; Sealand's small and Sweden's much larger form. One of the empire's arms is loosely thrown over the third nation's legs, as if he was holding him earlier. The nation in question, Finland, sits upright and looks down at his bedmates, as if deep in thought.
And then, something strange happens. Sweden's sleep gets restless, and when he turns his head towards the camera, there is a dark liquid running down from just over his left eyebrow, where the skin breaks most easily, and bruises have formed all over his face.]
Swe? [The smaller man leans in closer to make sure that the night isn't playing tricks on him, and after realizing that the damage is real, scrambles out of bed and searches for a towel or a cloth or something to stop the bleeding before returning to the bedside with the shirt he wore last night. He proceeds to shake Sweden's shoulder, whispering (although a bit frantically) to ensure that Sealand stays asleep.]
Swe, wake up! Come on, wake up, will you? Wake up!
[The larger nation stirs and grunts in pain at the shaking, trying to pull away on instinct. His eyes flutter open, and he stares up at Finland for a few seconds before coughing painfully, and his voice is very angry and treathening when he speaks, using a slightly older variant of Swedish than he did before.]
H' has gone t' far.
And then, something strange happens. Sweden's sleep gets restless, and when he turns his head towards the camera, there is a dark liquid running down from just over his left eyebrow, where the skin breaks most easily, and bruises have formed all over his face.]
Swe? [The smaller man leans in closer to make sure that the night isn't playing tricks on him, and after realizing that the damage is real, scrambles out of bed and searches for a towel or a cloth or something to stop the bleeding before returning to the bedside with the shirt he wore last night. He proceeds to shake Sweden's shoulder, whispering (although a bit frantically) to ensure that Sealand stays asleep.]
Swe, wake up! Come on, wake up, will you? Wake up!
[The larger nation stirs and grunts in pain at the shaking, trying to pull away on instinct. His eyes flutter open, and he stares up at Finland for a few seconds before coughing painfully, and his voice is very angry and treathening when he speaks, using a slightly older variant of Swedish than he did before.]
H' has gone t' far.