[три]

[kol_shevik]

 [ Russia has been unusually quiet for the past few days around the Braginski household, spending most of his time sitting around smoking or digging seemingly random holes in the haphazard garden, little Laika dog constantly at his heels.

Today, however, he has taken down the shoddy fence around the yard, and he has cut down all of the sunflowers

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[starshots]

[she's gathered a bunch of sunflowers from where they were tucked beneath her blankets and is hugging them to her chest while she wanders around the house, trying to find somewhere to put them. she's noticed that Russia is acting strangely, of course, but she's been doing something that's becoming a little routine to her- brushing it off as just a part of his odd personality.

she listens behind the door for a bit, hearing him talking on the phone. she then tucks the sunflowers under her arm and pads downstairs to check the contents of the fridge.] Flour, and ground beef... I'll have to find eggs... [she returns back upstairs and knocks on the door softly.

she makes a point to speak in Russian.]

Can I come in?

[kol_shevik]

[ He just grunts a response - though whether it's a yes or no isn't really clear - and continues his flower-murder, sitting on the bed and puffing away at some cheap cigarette. ]

[starshots]

[takes that as a 'yes' and struggles to open the door while holding the flowers. her expression doesn't change much upon smelling the stagnant, sickly-sweet scent of dying flowers and smoke in the room. Suou's voice also remains as toneless and palely plaintive as ever as she launches into a seemingly random topic.]

'I don't think there's any Russian who doesn't enjoy the summer sun.'

I thought that to myself not very long ago. Summer is very short in Vladivostok, isn't it?

My friends and I... We used to enjoy those couple of months so innocently. Like the summer wouldn't ever end, and winter wouldn't come. But it always did.

[kol_shevik]

[ He drops the stalk he's holding onto a small pile of already stripped flowers on the floor, blowing more smoke out into the room. ]

Cannot feel Vladivostok right now. Cannot feel Moscow or Piter or Murmansk or Sochi. So Russia would not know.

[lotuslife]

[Vietnam still feels awkward and horrified as hell about what happened while half the town was affected by hallucinogenic gas, but today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is a time to spend with family and friends. And... Well, for whatever he is to her, Russia is one of the only people she feels even vaguely alright around. It would be wrong not to ask him if he would like to at least view the moon with her tonight.

His words, though, give her pause, and she frowns a bit into the phone, wondering just what to say, and then deciding to smooth over it.]

Are... you well, comrade?

[kol_shevik]

[ He starts to talk, but it fades into an awkward choking sound. ]

[lotuslife]

Y...yes- That-

[just

breathes

nervously]

[kol_shevik]

. . . You are knowing that Russia had a very strange dream? Details are being forgotten now, so Russia is not remembering much.

Actually, is remembering nothing at all.

[nessbound]

"S-Sorry Mister Russian Sir.. English is all I know. Though, I'm supposed to learn Spanish when I hit Junior High. Not the same, though, right? Heh he.."

[kol_shevik]

Russian is only beautiful language in world.

When everyone has become one with Russia, we will all be speaking it.

[nessbound]

Do you think you could teach me?

[kol_shevik]

Is child's own duty to learn language he must speak.

[clockwrkangel]

...Russia? [Innocent curiosity.]

What does окей mean? Is that really Russian?

[kol_shevik]

It is окей. It is meaning окей. [ It sounds just like "okay" ]

[clockwrkangel]

[You say it funny it makes it sound weird, okay?]

You're really Russia? ...Is it really cold? Do you fight James Bond? Can you do that cool running that guys post on youtube?

[kol_shevik]

Should be picking one question and asking more slowly.

[bawlingforsoup]

M-Maybe you could try t-teaching people R-Russian t-then? I-I mean... Y-You kind of t-taught me a-and I can s-speak it.

[kol_shevik]

They are being bad children, who would not treat Russia like good teacher.

[bawlingforsoup]

Y-You never know u-unless you t-try, Mister Russia.

[A thoughtful pause.]

I-I could h-help. M-Maybe t-they'd listen t-to you i-if I was t-there?

[kol_shevik]

. . . Latvia is thinking children of town are his friends?