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[liekomgedingly]

[Poland didn't think too much of this world at first. You know, he had a room with a (very) comfy bed, the clothes were cute (if somewhat stripperiffic

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[belovedingly]

[Completely unashamed by the fact that his little silk robe is barely enough to keep the world from figuring out once and for all which gender the Fool actually is, said Fool is leaning on the wall a little further down the corridor.]

I saw your lover, a while back, I think.

[liekomgedingly]

Oh. Thank. GOD. Like, where is he?

[This is proof that God loves him after all.]

[belovedingly]

Last I saw, he was behind me.

[Grins, then takes pity on poor Poland and points in the direction he came from]

[liekomgedingly]

'Kaythanksbye, I'll totally talk to you later, Fool!

[And he's off to search for Liet, as fast as he can go without falling over in his stripper shoes!]

[himawariedingly]

[Have fun with a confused, unaffected Russia who still has his scarf despite all other changes in clothing. Who is staring at you now, head cocked slightly, wondering what's up with that behavior.]

[liekomgedingly]

--Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra--

--!! Ohmigawdwhatareyoudoinghere?!

[Last person he wanted to see... um, ever, really, but after all the partitions and Soviet mindfuckery and badtouching, it's even worse now.]

[himawariedingly]

I believe that all of us were taken here, da?

[He leans against the next wall and smiles at the already smaller nation. Really, what is with that question.]

[liekomgedingly]

I meant like, here-here, dupek! Like, "standing next to me in this freakishly sketchy hallway" here!

[He's just gonna... back away. Yeah.]

[...Really, really slowly, because it's hard to move around effectively in these.]