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[pitchforkglory]

A young girl wanders the labyrinthine maze that is HQ, looking halls up and down. She pauses to admire the decorations and nods to herself approvingly.

"Big city folks sure do things different, with all them shiny pictures and stuff. I bet they dress real different too. Gosh, I hope suspenders are still fashionable." Ukraine self-consciously adjusts

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[dragon_viet]

*nods her approval of your practical dress, hair and gender*

I like your pitchfork. I am communist and have a paddle, we should be friends

[pitchforkglory]

*notes high collar* Is that what all the ladies are wearing nowadays?

Um, um, it's not a pitchfork like a country girl would use to shovel hay or manure or anything. It's a heraldic trident. I use it for real sophistical things.

[dragon_viet]

*likes the sound of the word trident. It sounds delightfully painful for someone else (if it were in her hands mind you)*

Bourgeois sophisticated?

[pitchforkglory]

*stiffens a little. Is she a neighborhood informant?*Of cours' not. Ivan doesn't like bourgeois things. It's jus' a practical and down-to-earth trident like the common people would use.

[world_roof]

Is that a real pitchfork?

[pitchforkglory]

*Huh, a little boy? Ukraine thinks. He doesn't look too bright...probably easy to catch.*

Yup. You kin touch it if ya like. Jus' come a little closer.

[world_roof]

*Not too bright + peaceful + delicious*

*trots over and pats the pitchfork*

Does it have a name? Are you a real farmer? Do you have animals?

[pitchforkglory]

Yea, it's called a тризуб. I was a farmer but my crops ain't doing so well and some local boys stole my animals, so I have t'find other ways to keep myself alive. *preparing to strike* Nothing personal.

[chairman_yao]

*communist senses tingling, Yao approaches the girl*

...Cannibalism?

*looks up at the picture of Stalin and quickly chalks a similar portrait of Mao in the socialist-realist style on the opposite wall*

[pitchforkglory]

Nah, I try not t' do it too much. That fella looks pretty tasty though.

[chairman_yao]

*suspicions rising*

...fella? You do not know who he is?

[pitchforkglory]

*squints, since the hunger makes her eyesight blurry* That Mao Tsetung? Him and Stalin were getting along real well, just like Ivan and his lil' Chinese friend I think.

[but_splendidly]

... *THROWS A BLANKET OVER THAT LINK.*

Enough of that! Come, sit, eat this scone right now! You're peaky.

[pitchforkglory]

*wonders who this nice person with interesting eyebrows could be and eats the scone in two bites, without tasting it* Thank y'kindly. I guess city folk aren't as dangerous as I thought. *shyly* Would ya happen to have any more?

[but_splendidly]

*stares at her as if she's the Queen of England having entered and parked herself down and enjoyed his cooking -- enjoyed his cooking -- enjoyed his cooking -- *

HAVETHEMALL!!!! *eagerly producing boxes and boxes full of freshly baked and immediately unwanted scones!! HUZZAH.*

[pitchforkglory]

*thinking: Wow, these city folk sure are excitable. Guess Ivan was right about how having enough to eat does funny things to a person.*

Gosh, I haven't seen this much in a long time. *tears eyes away from food* Are you sure you kin jus' giv'it all away like that? *resumes staring intently at scones*

[soyuz_rossii]

*eyes Ukraine's addition to the HQ decorations looking ready to kiss her till her lungs go dysfunctional*

[dragon_viet]

ready to kiss you till her lungs go dysfunctional

[soyuz_rossii]

will kiss you back while stabbing into your thigh a pellet of ricin*

[chairman_yao]

*watches obliviously* Oh these girls and their curious ways...