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mayfield_rpg2012-07-10 10:46 pm
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Desmit ● Action
● Action ; 7133 Brooks Lane
[Being back in his Mayfield home with his drone family was actually kind of nice. At least he had the comforts of running water and a bed he immediately crawled into and didn't come out of for a long time. It had been an awful experience, one that completely exhausted him emotionally and physically. Curling up and closing his eyes, Latvia barely had the energy to be distraught.
When he finally arose he was surprised to see that there was a package waiting for him. It was a rather large box and he eyed it dubiously. Latvia was torn between curiosity and apprehension. Experience told him it was likely to be something of his but everything in this town was covered by a thin (sometimes thick) veil of deceit. After looking around the house for a box cutter he cautiously slit the top open and pulled back the flaps to reveal the contents]
My God...
[It was magnificent]
● Action ; Around town
[He was still hobbling along on his one good leg. It seemed like the other had been fixed up with a better splint and there was a much more suitable crutch by his side. Despite his predicament, Latvia seems awfully happy. His cheeks are tinted a little red and you can smell alcohol on his breath but it doesn't seem like it's inhibiting him in anyway and he shuffles along making smalltalk with anyone who cares to listen]
Good morning! The weather's lovely today. But then it's lovely every day here, isn't it? Don't you miss bad weather?
● Action ; Various ; Locked to those he interacted with during the event
[No point in keeping it all to himself. The only reason he came out at all today was to make sure everyone got home safely, no matter how unsafely they left. Despite his prior cheerfulness he's now considerably more nervous, fidgeting and shivering a little. As he rings the doorbell he takes a deep breath and prepares himself for the worst]
Hey...
[He pulls out one of the bottles from his bag]
I thought you might need this, after everything...
[Being back in his Mayfield home with his drone family was actually kind of nice. At least he had the comforts of running water and a bed he immediately crawled into and didn't come out of for a long time. It had been an awful experience, one that completely exhausted him emotionally and physically. Curling up and closing his eyes, Latvia barely had the energy to be distraught.
When he finally arose he was surprised to see that there was a package waiting for him. It was a rather large box and he eyed it dubiously. Latvia was torn between curiosity and apprehension. Experience told him it was likely to be something of his but everything in this town was covered by a thin (sometimes thick) veil of deceit. After looking around the house for a box cutter he cautiously slit the top open and pulled back the flaps to reveal the contents]
My God...
[It was magnificent]
● Action ; Around town
[He was still hobbling along on his one good leg. It seemed like the other had been fixed up with a better splint and there was a much more suitable crutch by his side. Despite his predicament, Latvia seems awfully happy. His cheeks are tinted a little red and you can smell alcohol on his breath but it doesn't seem like it's inhibiting him in anyway and he shuffles along making smalltalk with anyone who cares to listen]
Good morning! The weather's lovely today. But then it's lovely every day here, isn't it? Don't you miss bad weather?
● Action ; Various ; Locked to those he interacted with during the event
[No point in keeping it all to himself. The only reason he came out at all today was to make sure everyone got home safely, no matter how unsafely they left. Despite his prior cheerfulness he's now considerably more nervous, fidgeting and shivering a little. As he rings the doorbell he takes a deep breath and prepares himself for the worst]
Hey...
[He pulls out one of the bottles from his bag]
I thought you might need this, after everything...
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I was going to check on the others but I guess Lithuania's just next door so I can stay for a bit.
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[Must be Baltic luck.]
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Poland's tone flat lines quite noticeably.]
... Sometimes they do, at least for us. I broke my nose once here. It healed pretty quick. Considering.
Want a popsicle? I made some.
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S-sure. What flavour are they?
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They're like, totally good.
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That sounds quite nice. Koharu really is good with food, isn't she?
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Now that you mention it, I guess she does...
And these are good, thank-you.
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[And by made them he means just froze all the work Koharu did.]
But yeah, I'm glad they're dating now. They're like so cute together it like physically hurts sometimes, you know?
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They're dating?
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I did that too, you know.
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Well. Actually I guess Koharu knew, but Liet's a total block head when it comes to that stuff. So I had to like make him know that he liked her like that.
And everything worked out for the best! [Now they're even maaaaaaried married married married]
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Lithuania's really caring and generous and mature, it's no wonder he has girls like him.
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[Am too!]
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[That is totally not something I just made up or anything.]
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Girls either think I look too young or they're super creepy and like me because I look too young.
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Yeah well. You're human now, maybe you'll finally age a bit.
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Heh, I really don't think I'd be able to get a girlfriend like Lithuania can though. At least I can lament being alone with Estonia.
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Yeaaaaaah... totally....
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Estonia's seeing someone too isn't he?
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....
Okay it's Ukraine! But like you totally didn't hear it from me.
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He's like, completely emotionally unavailable! How can he get a girlfriend and I can't?
And why did it have to be Ukraine...?
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