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[truebravery]

[Having been warned by everyone else's responses, Neville decides not to open his present right away. From the sounds of it, this santa is some kind of sick bugger. There's a letter on top of his presents though, so he tentatively picks it up to read it. No one's warned him about letters yet

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[armywithcountry]

[So far, it has not been a very good Christmas for Prussia. He'd hopped into the tank they'd given him, having woken up early enough to miss the mass panic, and been trapped inside while it destroyed everything around him and while he saw the whole town being burned alive. Even after he'd managed to get out of the tank and figure out it had been a hallucination, it didn't stop him from being sick all over the street at the memory of the sight and the smell of his little brother on fire. He dragged himself back home, heading towards the guest room that he's converted into an armory and grabbing his best guns, but Neville's screams instantly has him running back out, a gun in one hand and a sword in another.]

The fuck's happening now? [He takes in the situation immediately and jerks his head towards the door.] What's in there?

[truebravery]

[Clutching his injured arm to his chest and trying to take deep breaths, Neville will be a moment before he's calm enough to answer]

It's a present. From Santa. A giant plant. Possibly carnivorous. [And instead of trying to explain about his arm, he'll just hold it out and show you first hand.]

[armywithcountry]

A plant? Shouldn't be too hard to take care of.

[He glances down at Neville's arm and whistles between his teeth.]

The fuck did you ask for, kid, some kinda armor? Right, kill whatever's in there first, treat your arm after the place's been secured. [He jerks his head towards the guest room.] If you can use a weapon with your good arm, pick one from there. If you can't, stay out of my fucking way.

[truebravery]

It's not an ordinary plant! [Neville tries to throw his arm across the doorway and block it.] It's... Magical. Probably aware of it's surroundings and a lot smarter than you think!

And it's got giant teeth!

[armywithcountry]

Then it's no different from an animal, and I've killed plenty of those before. Don't be a goddamn coward! If it's dangerous, then we need to get rid of it now! I'm sure as hell not running away from anything, especially not from my own house!

[truebravery]

I'm not- [deep breath as he tries to think] I'm not being a coward! There's got to be a better way that just running in there and hacking at it!

[FEED ME, NEVILLE, cries the plant, and the door shakes as though something's given it a hard push]

[armywithcountry]

[His eyebrows jump up.]

Hacking at it? I've got more skill with a sword than that, boy, I'm awesome! Besides, I'm going to pump it full of bullets first, then slice it up into tiny pieces.

[truebravery]

I still don't think that'll be enough- [but Neville knows he's right. Getting rid of this thing sooner rather than later would be for the best.

He shuffles out of the doorway] If you can reach it's stem, try to cut that off. Just getting rid of the tendrils won't be enough.

[ooc: go forth and maim, but Prussia can't completely kill the man-eating plant ;;]

[armywithcountry]

((OOC: That's fine! We'll just assume through Mayfield magic or whatever that any damage he does can't hurt it fatally, since it's . . . a plant fffft))

[He gives a short nod.]

Right, then. I'd suggest you either get back or grab me more weapons from the guest room.

[And with that, he kicks down the door and doesn't even bother taking a close look at what he's dealing with, just fires rapidly at the biggest target, which happens to be the head.]