[oo2; audio]

[suomi_sniper]

[Click, muffled cough. In English, this time,]

Hey, uhm-

I found out there's a kitchen in here. I'm going to make some coffee, and something to eat.

Maybe someone wants to join me? Estonia? Latvia? I don't know who all is here, but I'd like some company!

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[voice]

[tillsolen]

[ minor static: the only evidence of someone on the other end. ]

...

......

[ quietly. ]

Finl'nd.

[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

Ah? [Adjust the microphone] Is someone...

...Ru...otsi?

[voice]

[tillsolen]

[ a long pause. ]

...Yes.

[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

[Sounds fainter, as if he's leaned away from the mic] I see... [A soft exhalation;] They're even taking neutral nations.

[Stronger again, perhaps too strong] I really-wouldn't have expected you to be here.

[voice]

[tillsolen]

Seems t' be that way.

[ Yet another pause. When he speaks, it is quieter-- almost apologetic: ]

...There was no helpin' it.

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[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

Yeah, I. Yeah.

[Distantly;] There really wasn't, was there. Even France, and England... Austria too. Makes me wonder how they're targeting us, if not by-military affiliation.

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[voice]

[tillsolen]

[ Another long pause as Sweden considers his next course of action; Finland seems to be skirting the issue at hand, so perhaps he ought to leave it at that. So-- softly, almost absentmindedly: a small sound of agreement. ]

Mm...

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[suomi_sniper]

[Is most assuredly avoiding the issue, and quite unwilling to be the first to acknowledge it at all; at least, not on an apparently public line.]

...

[Deep sigh.] I want to go outside. It's stifling in here.

Re: [voice]

[tillsolen]

Mmm... miss th' sun, too.

...

D'ya... [Trails off, unsure as to whether he should finish that sentence or not.]

[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

Ah, yeah. Barring the windows...nothing comes through them. What are we even doing here... Nn?

[Hesitates, waiting for the end of the question. Assuming, of course, that there is an end.]

[voice]

[tillsolen]

...

[A soft exhalation, then-- firmly,] D'ya wanna... meet up.

[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

...

[Wasn't expecting that, not this soon. Uncertainty is evident in his voice for a moment, only a moment.] I uh, I think...

Yeah, okay. Yes.

[voice]

[tillsolen]

[Wasn't planning on it either, but with every moment of hearing his former partner's voice and the sheer force buried in his tones... So, with urgency putting some small strain on his voice:]

Where... I can come t' yer room if y'like.

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Re: [voice]

[suomi_sniper]

Wh- [Ignores the tension coming from Sweden in favour of the actual words, because that way he doesn't have to think about why he sounds so...;] No!

...Uh. [Long pause; he's taken aback at how loud he became. And upon reflection, as big as this place is, he can't think of any other place for them to meet.] Sorry. Never mind, that's-that's fine. I'm in room...uh, room twenty-eight. North Wing. I don't...know where you are.

[voice]

[tillsolen]

...

[A long pause. Very long pause. When he speaks again, he is terse, words taking a clipped tone to hide himself.]

If y'don't want me t'come, I can wait here for you. 'm in twenty-six.

[voice]

[suomi_sniper]

[Whispers Ruotsi in the silence that follows his outburst-then inhales at Sweden's sharp words. He knows he's hurt him.]

That's. Not what I meant... [Falters; it would be a lie to say he hadn't momentarily regretted agreeing to meet. But it was something that had to be done sometime, and he'd had enough of backing out of things.]

Oh you're-[Fades out, pulling away from the mic to glance at the door to the hallway] so close. Fine, I'll. I'll be there.

[Exhales. Clicks the mic off before he can change his mind.]

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