[The nation lashes out against the other man again, who just laughs and lunges forward, trying to land a hit on Denmark. The net at his side bounces against his hip with a dull, sickening thud.]
[Dodges the blow and takes a step to the side, diving in to try and get the other male's legs.]
Of course I can. I definitely don't need the help of a German. [Yes, that is a derogatory term now, at least judjing by how Denmark uses it. ...not that his words are really true, he can use all the help that he can get right now, but he will not accept Prussia's help.]
[panting, he's clearly a bit out of shape and the other is in the best condition that Denmark was ever in. The nation is at a clear disadvantage, or would be if he thought about it.]
Denmark-- [A mite panicked. Panicked enough he's forgotten the formalities. Or maybe he doesn't care about them right now.]
Where are you?! [Lazlo's holed up. Away from his own fear. He doesn't want Denmark to see his haggard expression, so he's keeping the feed off, but...if his friend, of sorts, is in danger, then--]
[He doesn't know where he is himself, and he has no idea if this ...this something, this asshole, this thing that should not exist won't attack Lazlo if it gets the chance.]
A few blocks away from our house, I th- [His speech cuts off as Denmark dodges another swing from the bloodthirsty clone and gets ready for a counterattack.]
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I'll be there! Be careful!
[It's an oddly fierce response, and Lazlo doesn't wait before he's darting from his makeshift hideaway. Both swords are drawn as he pelts down the street, keeping a wary eye out for his own manifestation, but concern more predominant in his mind.]
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W-What- what is that?! A clone?
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[The nation lashes out against the other man again, who just laughs and lunges forward, trying to land a hit on Denmark. The net at his side bounces against his hip with a dull, sickening thud.]
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[His expressions turns wild and his voice sharp.]
Stay away from him!
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So he had decided to leave the house, take his sword, and go out outside. That's when he saw Denmark fighting his own fear.]
Denmark!
[He runs over withdrawing his sword, ready to help his friend.]
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GO AWAY, NOR!
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[Somehow he is not surprised.]
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[Guess who has not been paying attention?]
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Of course I can. I definitely don't need the help of a German. [Yes, that is a derogatory term now, at least judjing by how Denmark uses it. ...not that his words are really true, he can use all the help that he can get right now, but he will not accept Prussia's help.]
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[panting, he's clearly a bit out of shape and the other is in the best condition that Denmark was ever in. The nation is at a clear disadvantage, or would be if he thought about it.]
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[202 both looks and sounds genuinely concerned, obviously desperate to try and help him.]
--Don't make me hunt you down, this is no time for pride.
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It will go after ya, or after Nor or Ice or Laz, it'll hurt ya guys because ya are important ta me -- look what it did ta Sweden!
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Where are you?! [Lazlo's holed up. Away from his own fear. He doesn't want Denmark to see his haggard expression, so he's keeping the feed off, but...if his friend, of sorts, is in danger, then--]
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[He doesn't know where he is himself, and he has no idea if this ...this something, this asshole, this thing that should not exist won't attack Lazlo if it gets the chance.]
A few blocks away from our house, I th- [His speech cuts off as Denmark dodges another swing from the bloodthirsty clone and gets ready for a counterattack.]
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[It's an oddly fierce response, and Lazlo doesn't wait before he's darting from his makeshift hideaway. Both swords are drawn as he pelts down the street, keeping a wary eye out for his own manifestation, but concern more predominant in his mind.]
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