ba ❀| send your lifeboats out for me

[lotuslife]

[Vietnam is in the park, at Russia's gravestone, digging like her life depends on it.

Being rational about this is not occurring to her. At first, she was sure he'd get back just fine, but after that radio broadcast and the appearance of the graves, she's let her anger take over. Russia is her ally. Her only ally here, reluctant as that alliance

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[fuelefficient]

[Japan is standing behind Vietnam with that not quite so antsy expression used to cover up whatever emotions he's experiencing.]

....

[lotuslife]

[Laughing a little in her unhinged way isn't your sister so mentally stable. She tosses the bones carelessly back into the grave and then picks up Russia's coat. Come on, Japan. Grow some balls. Say something.]

[fuelefficient]

[He'll try...]

V-Vietnam-san...

...is everything okay?

[lotuslife]

[And just. Another mood change. She turns around. Have the coldest look ever, Japan, which looks ridiculous coming from her swathed in a giant pink scarf.]

[bawlingforsoup]

W-What are you doing with M-Mister Russia's scarf?

[HE DOES NOT KNOW YOU CREEPY LADY WHAT ARE YOU DOING...]

[lotuslife]

[NOT CREEPY, JUST A COMMUNIST oh wait those words are interchangable]

I will wash it and keep it for him until this return. [because that is not creepy at all

shut up]

[bawlingforsoup]

B-But Mister Russia i-isn't dead... I-Is he?

[kind of

inching closer

he's curious and maybe a little concerned you shut up]

[lotuslife]

No. He is not. [wiping dirt away from precious, parachute-like coat]

[scentofbauhinia]

[just

watching.

Big sister this is creepy and wtf are you doing]

[lotuslife]

[Petting Russia's scarf that is what I'm doing]

[scentofbauhinia]

[That's...Normal.]

...Ga je, are you sure you thought this through?

[Staring at the pile of bones and smashed milk bottles nearby with a mildly concerned expression.]

[lotuslife]

Of course. [thinking things through? Vietnam? HONG KONG ARE YOU INSANE?]

[motheringnation]

[Um....hello?....why are you at brothers grave. Wearing brothers scarf...is brothers not yours. And Ukraine is behind you staring...]

W..what are you doing?!

[lotuslife]

[I said she totally wasn't wearing it! Mumbling to herself.]

They should be an inch thicker around...

[motheringnation]

[Of course and Ukraine totally isn't looking at you in horror]

Wh...what are you doing with brothers ...brothers things?

[lotuslife]

[Do you realize what a combination of Communism and Agent Orange can do to your brain? Do you?]

I'm going to keep them for him until he returns.

Hello, Miss Ukraine.

[badend_replay]

You would have believed it was him otherwise?

[lotuslife]

[Oh, hello, non-daughter. Giving a brief look to America's grave.]

They are milk bottles, not vodka bottles. That is another clue. [She is dead-serious.]

[badend_replay]

Milk bottles?

I wonder if the milkman is involved. Or if we are supposed to believe he is involved.

[lotuslife]

...is there reason to believe the milkman would be involved?