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may god's love be with you.

Sep 01, 2010 23:51

Characters: lithuania, cuba, america, germany and russia
Location: russia's house
Rating: russia idk yet
Time: brunch on a lovely saturday
Description: russia's house is full of people and america will join in later to eat with them. I KID he's actually there to start another war.

( here is the time for the sayable, here is its homeland. )

alejandro perez (cuba), alfred f. jones (america), ivan braginski (russia), ludwig (germany), toris lorinaitis (lithuania)

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thebestandwurst September 2 2010, 04:58:30 UTC

[Germany had come to Russland's apartment without really knowing what to expect, which unfortunately compounded his anxiety to unbelievable levels that he'd nearly stabbed someone during training today. Fortunate that he had been holding nothing but a pencil when he had been surprised, but still, the face of the poor sod who had only wanted some breakfast would haunt him for a good few days.

Litauen had disappeared, Amerika seemed prepared for another war, and Russland--- Russland was Russland. But an agreement was an agreement and so morning after training found Germany tensely seated in Russland's house, wondering why the scene seemed like a domestic thing to him. Not that he knew what he had been expecting exactly and Germany had just compounded it again, hadn't he?

Right. Attempt a smile, glance anxiously at Kuba.]

orz sorry I am so bad at action!tag-ons /fails lost_for_rye September 2 2010, 18:57:16 UTC

[Lithuania had been dreading this morning. Since Russia had dragged him here, most of the time had been...usual. Normal, for Russia's house. Russia had even been in a good enough mood to bandage him up, after punishing Lithuania for all he'd done to displease him. The cuts were still painful, still stinging and sensitive to even the smallest pressures, but they would heal, and all themselves to his other scars ( ... )

littlestcommie September 2 2010, 22:11:36 UTC

That's the only kind I make.

[Cuba didn't often cook for company, but he was proud of what he could do. he was halfway through shredding the beef when Germany walked in.

he looked nervous, poor guy. not everyone was as lucky as Cuba in being able to ignore incredibly tense atmospheres. he smiled at the other nation and waved the knife in greeting.]

Don't worry, it's just food. Ain't gonna kill you 'less you've got bad cholesterol.

50starhero September 3 2010, 04:50:59 UTC

[Thump. Thump. Thump. Crack. The door broke open-- America was getting pretty good at breaking doors down with his feet, in spite of the human-like strength he was now limited to, especially when he was super pissed off like, oh, let's say now for instance.]

YOU'VE BEEN LIVING NEXT DOOR TO HIM THIS ENTIRE TIME??? SERIOUSLY?!

[The nerve of that guy! Making America look all around for a cave or hidden secret hut that Russia could have been hiding in! It just seemed like one thing after another with that jerk! From the moment BREW spat the bastard out, he'd been causing America trouble, building up his base and taking on a weapon! A Weapon like-! Oh, like that hadn't been a power play! Yeah! Right! Ha! He'd obviously picked Cuba just to piss America off! How obvious ( ... )

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