mayfield_rpg | First - Phone/Action - A very unhappy nation is now here...?

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[ After a very long pause, muttering a few Russian curses under her breath before finally speaking up, a shaky cough cutting her off every now and then; ]

Someone explain what is happening here. I look around... But everything looks the same, remind me of America. [ Somehow, she didn't exactly spit out his name, there was almost a hint of fondness to it, to those that can actually read her that is. ] Have to leave here, I have things to do.

[ As if the fall of the Soviet Union wasn't enough to put her into turmoil, that and also she couldn't help being torn away from her people, her home. She couldn't bare to staying away from anything she cared about enough. ]

... This a joke?

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[ A very annoyed Belarus was tearing through the whole place, huffing and pouting the whole time. Knife in hand, ready to attak anyone who she gets the wrong feeling from -mind you, that would be a lot of people-. Not to mention she was frustrated and scared enough by being here, but strangers is one thing she wasn't hoping for.

Just a clue to get back home, some kind of way. ]

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[He's on his way home from school when he spots her. Latvia may or may not have seen drones that look similar to her, he can't be too sure but that look in her eye tells him she's the real deal]

M-Miss Belarus? What are you doing here?

[Of course it's the same as everyone else but the tone comes as full of surprise and vaguely accusing all the same]

.... If I knew I wouldn't be trying to find a way out.

[ She spat out her reply, looking over her shoulder at him. Yep, she guessed correctly, Latvia it is, looking as shaky as ever. ]

But there isn't a way out!

[Latvia blurts it out rather thoughtlessly and in the moments he's trying to figure out if it's a good idea to run and hide he figures he should at least clarify. After all, he wished that someone had told him when he first arrived]

I-I mean... the town's a loop. No matter how far you walk you just come out the other side.

.... Must have a way out, you didn't find it since you're useless. [ Blunt. As. Ever.

On the other hand, she let that hand of hers down, turning away to continue her path in hopes of getting out somehow. ]

[Suddenly he remembers that the highway doesn't loop but with the stories he's heard it's best that no one goes down there]

Wait!

[Against better judgement he runs after her]

I'm telling the truth! It loops! And there are bears!

Really, really dangerous bears. You don't want to get killed...

[ She sighed, stopping in her tracks again, contemplating that knife again... ]

Bears can't stay in my way.

But they're not normal bears... someone told me they're immortal.

I don't really want to die trying to find out.

Someone told you.

[ Unless she actually tried it she won't believe it, so there is an extremely high possibility of her going out just to kill those bears. ]

Then don't.

B-but I don't want you to get killed either!

Even though you'll come back I'm sure Ukraine will be upset if she finds out...

Or Russia will get angry at me for letting it happen...

Russia?

[ She just snapped back at him, turning quickly to tightly hold his shoulders, squeezing them hardly. A very hopeful glint in her eyes, with just a hint of something else... Could be sadness. Could be. Only a maybe. ]

Where?

[He flinches at her touch and it takes all his self control to not lock up completely]

I-I-I...

I don't know exactly where. I just know he's here.

Fine.

[ She lets out a heavy sigh, letting go of him and storming off to find him.

... Feel free to follow, she most likely won't notice/won't bother. ]

[He follows her for a little while. Just enough to make sure that she isn't going to fight bears on the highway]

[ Oh, she won't, she's far to distracted by finding her brother... Although him following her will get her rather annoyed at some point, as she stops marching off in the streets to look back at him, with the same old bored expression. ]

... What?

[This startles him and he shrinks back a little]

I-I just wanted to make sure you were safe...

Hmph.

[ She would rather someone like Latvia just take care of himself, since that looked so hard for him to do most of the time. ]

[She doesn't seem to be heading towards the outskirts of town and for that he's relieved. Before heading back home he yells out to her]

If you ever need any help you should find someone like Ukraine or Lithuania! This place is dangerous, you need to be careful!

Lithuania is the last person I'll look for.

[ Another huff, and just a small glance back. Hey... Latvia seemed like his usual self, at least that put her into some kind of sense of ease. ]

[He's about to reply that it would be wise to see someone with experience but of course she wouldn't listen. Instead he gives an anxious and obviously false smile as some kind of goodbye before finally departing home]

[ She could easily see through the fake smile, and she didn't return it, instead looked back on her way, with that she nodded to herself, determined on quite a few things now. ]

Idiot, worrying about me.

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GOSH. I'm sorry Belarus is the worst to keep anything up with ;;

It's okay! I prefer natural conclusions to letting things go on longer than needed

Yay! Since it's like... so hard to have her actually talk much at all