Secret Meeting

[littlelatvia]

Raivis now knew how Toris felt when the other heard that Belarus was coming over.  He was so taken back by the overwhelming nervousness and the need for everything to be perfect that he didn't know how his older brother did it.

Placing the pizza in the oven, Raivis bites his lip and wonders if it's too casual for this kind of thing.  "Argh, this

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[kolkolkolplz]

Footsteps outside, and then the door opens. Ivan has returned home in a good mood, and with a large case of vodka under his arm. They'd been running low, so he stepped out to buy some more - effectively getting lost on the way home. He still wasn't quit used to living here.

The tall man steps inside and closes the door softly behind him, humming the eerie and previously forgotten Soviet March under his breath. Meeting the past-Alfred had brought back some of his memories from the good old days, before the collapse.

"Все народы, не стоит того~ Что бы мы превратили вас в пепел~!"

Ivan walks swiftly into the small kitchen, unloading his drink. He finishes in almost no tome - a professional - and straightens up to look around. No Raivis here, but why would there be? He pokes his head outside of the kitchen and calls, "Латвия! I am back~"

{ooc: That's all set, ne? And I apologize I don't know the layout of the apartment D:}

[sing4sweets]

The blue vocaloid arrived at the apartment, easily sliding open the front room's window which was left open for him and tossing a blue side-bag inside. As he started to climb in, he heard a strangely familiar voice shout some sort of gibberish and the phrase 'I'm back'.

It sure didn't sound like Raivis though... where had he heard that voice from again? "Um... Hello?" He called in response, closing the window again. "Raivis, are you here?"

((ooc: A message from Mel! She says that AIM isn't letting us invite you to chat! Also, sorry if I made some sort of mistake too, I don't know the apartment layouts either.))

[littlelatvia]

Hearing the door open and close, Raivis pales. Biting his lip, he gets up, and leaves his room, walking into the hallway 'Maybe Kaito finally learned how to use the door..' Though that thought was diminished as soon as he heard Ivan's voice.

Letting out a whimper when he sees the Russian's head, he begans to tremble slightly. "Ah, R-russia..I-I didn't think y-you'd b-be back s-so soon.."

Though this was good. Kaito hadn't arrived yet, and Raivis would be able to call him and warn him. Blinking, he turns to look across the hall and spots the vocaloid.

"Ah, h-hello.." He stutters, waving at Kaito.

((Ooc: Dx Ugh, me neither. I think I'm a gonna draw a crappy diagram of it. xD ))

[kolkolkolplz]

"Hm?" Ivan blinks and tilts his head. "Why not?"

He steps out of the kitchen fully, intending to get a little closer to Raivis, when he too notices Kaito. Ivan stares at the bluenette curiously. He was familiar - they'd met at least once, but Ivan couldn't recall his name. "...oh, you. Who was looking for his brother, da?"

He nodded a greeting, apparently not at all upset about his visit. Until he turned back to Raivis and notes the smaller nation's choice of clothes. It wasn't what he usually wore, not in Ivan's presence anyway. He rather liked the loose-fitting clothing.

"Lativa..." he starts, his voice holding a drop of suspicion. "...your clothing..?" It was as best as he could word the question for now. The Russian hadn't yet made the connection between Kaito and Raivis - but that was for the better, wasn't it?

{ooc: Oh, well, it's probably just me. Don't worry too much. And yay diagram!}