reckless_eagle: (I'm not a part of your system)
[Coming out into the hallway, Poland catches sight of the messages his mirror has been leaving him. His eyes scan over them briefly, and then he calmly goes into his room again. A few moments later, he's back, with a quill and inkwell in hand. He goes to the mirror that's being written on at that moment, sets the ink and quill down next to it, straightens up...]

[And puts his fist into the mirror. He's a nation, it's not like his hand won't heal.]

[Leaning down, he picks up his writing supplies, and scrawls on one of the larger fragments of the mirror:

[Just because you're broken doesn't mean I ever will be. Get lost.]

[Point delivered. That said... Man, his hand is going to be regretting that.]
reckless_eagle: (Beaten)
So I'm like, super not in the mood for a party right now. I totally think I'm gonna sit this one out, 'kays?

[He's just going to stay home, take care of his husband, and guard him with his life.]

[And try not to die again. God.]

[OOC: Yeaaaah, I know we're still backdating the mirror shenanigans, but those are all supposed to happen in the first day or two that the mirrors were around, so. He's back to life, not that he's let anybody know about the dying in the first place, besides Liet.]
reckless_eagle: (Waiting on some beautiful boy)
[Someone's been avoiding everyone the mansion in a fit of awkward and angst since the mirrors showed up!]

[There's really just too much for Poland to deal with right now. His friend-breakup with Elaine, his encounter with Mirror Lithuania, the knowledge that Mirror Poland was free to scare Aang and hurt Nai and maybe do bad things to his other friends... He's curled up underneath his cloak in a corner of the overgrown garden at the edge of the forest, where he's been hiding out today.]

[The knowledge that his memories were able to disrupt the Mansion itself helps him, gives him hope, makes him feel more powerful. But...]


...I like, can't believe I forgot about them. I just... forgot. My own people... A nation totally shouldn't...

Gawd, this is lame.


Um. Is everyone like, okay and stuff? Apparently my mirror was a mega-bitch to some of you, so like. Uh. Yeah. Everybody cool?
reckless_eagle: (And sometimes you close your eyes)
[Poland is sleeping in a random room with the door barricaded, as he has been for a lot of the time since his return to the normal side of the mirrors. There's still a lot that he doesn't remember, though it's been coming back to him in bits and pieces. Plus, he's worn out from his ordeal with the Queen, and bummed about his encounter with Mirror Elaine, and he's probably hiding from Mirror Lithuania by this point, and he doesn't even know half the shit Mirror Poland got up to and he's already sick of it.]

[The camera gives a clear view of his face. His sleep is fitful, and he seems to have tangled himself up in the blankets as he struggles against some unseen trouble. Every so often, a little wisp of memory will circle the room, enter into him, and disappear. He seems to be sleep-talking, too, though rather predictably, none of it's in a language that anyone but he and Liet are likely to understand.]

[He wakes suddenly, with a look of loss and longing on his face. For a few seconds, he looks around almost frantically for the things in his dreams, only to have his face fall when he realizes they're nowhere to be found. Confused and overwhelmed, he buries his head in the pillow and sighs.]
reckless_eagle: (Worn out)
[Poland stumbles as he makes his way through the fifth floor corridor. He looks utterly drained and exhausted.]

Gawd, that was like, a total suckfest... [Sigh] Oh, well, whatevs.

[He opens the door to his room, damned near falling in as he calls out to Liet.]

I'm like, hoooooome...

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