Alive

[vodkamaniac]

Who: Russia (vodkamaniac) & China (pandaloveraru).
When: Backdated, just after the epic fight.
Where: China's room
Rating: PG13, maybe higher
Summary: Russia's taking refuge in China's room, slowly recovering
Warnings: Russia, talk of injuries and violence, pissy Russia, more as they come up, and Russia

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[vodkamaniac]

Fortunately, Russia was long acquainted with the fine art of drinking while mostly disabled. So when China got up to answer the door, Russia didn't spill the vodka everywhere. Hopefully, it would be someone Russia could tolerate; he just wasn't up to more violence right now. He stayed put.

He couldn't tell who was at the door, since his vision would probably be slow in returning. Fortunately, China answered the question. Latvia? Well, that was okay. He didn't particularly want to kill Latvia and he couldn't picture Latvia actually attacking him. He grunted something in slurred Russian, and concentrated on his vodka.

[shakingbaltic]

Latvia's eyes widened for a moment. He had not expected Russia to be here, even less a really drunk Russia - more he could not tell from where he was standing. China and the large nation were allies, friends, however you put it, that he knew. But why... they didn't share a room, did they?

But even like this... He lowered his eyes, twisting the hem of his shirt between his fingers. "C-can I come in?"

[pandaloveraru]

On a bad scale...this was pretty close to the top. China knew all too well how fragile this nation seemed and a lot of that, he was sure, was caused by Russia. The same Russia that now sat in his room recovering.

Still staring at the smaller nation, he had to shake his head to get back to reality and out of his thoughts. Maybe he should let him in...It wasn't like Russia was going to hurt anyone...right now anyway.

"Sure...You can come in, aru. Russia is just recovering." Moving to the side he allowed Latvia enough space to enter the room.

[vodkamaniac]

Well, China didn't have to say it like that. Russia growled, but contented himself with managing another drink. He couldn't really do anything about it right now. Idly, he wondered what Latvia wanted. He hadn't thought Latvia even knew China.

[shakingbaltic]

"Th-thank you."

Latvia slipped past China, and then he stood in the room, still at a point where he was more or less the farest away from Russia that one could get in these rooms. He shook nervously and was not sure what to say, they had not seen each other for quite some time now. But experienced eyes soon determined the large form on the bed as too battered to do much, which also meant that he would be unable to hurt someone, at least now. No matter what happened...

But how had this happened?

He finally broke the silence. "H-hello, Mr Russia."