reckless_eagle: (You wanna fight? Let's go.)
Cut for length! )
[Poland stares, his mouth opening soundlessly a few times before he manages to say anything.] God. Like... who would even do this? It's seriously uncool!


["Someone who really hates you" is the feeling that is slowly starting to form inside Lithuania's chest, but he won't say that and just shake his head, setting the armor down and trying to save what of the clothes there is to save]


[The room feels bigger, colder, emptier than usual, and Poland seems almost to shrink for a moment. Then he notices the camera light blinking and marches over to the camera, putting his hands on his hips.] Okay, this? Is like, majorly not okay! Seriously, did one of you guys do it or something?
reckless_eagle: (Smile like you mean it)
[Poland's smile is a little bit forced this time around, but it stays up well enough. He's in his room, dressed like a little prince out of an effort to calm himself down and cheer himself up.]

Hey! So like, does anyone wanna hang out? It's just, it's like, it's been a wicked long time since I've chilled with some of you, and yeah. Let me know, ok? We can like, play dress-up or go riding or just hang and talk or whatever, just... let me know?

Oh. And, um, has anyone seen Liet? [A slight pause, as he remembers that not everyone here knows Lithuania by his nickname, and most of them don't.] Lithuania, I mean. I like, totes haven't seen him since the event, and we said we wouldn't do that whole lame avoiding-each-other-because-of-an-awkward-event thing again, so like, it's starting to wig me out a bit that he hasn't come home yet.

So like, tell me if you've seen him, 'kay? Or if you want to hang.

[He waves a little, then ends the recording.]
reckless_eagle: (I think so Brain)
[The video feed turns on, to show a close-up of a boy in his mid-teens, who is frowning in confusion and tapping the display] --totally weird thing over here, Liet, seriously. Like, what is it even supposed to be?

[The voice comes first, and shortly after the head of another boy of about the same age appears, this one brunet and not blond, peeking over the first boy's shoulder]
It looks a bit like a stone, but I don't think... [He pokes the screen tentatively.] Maybe some kind of jewelry, or... I've never seen a religious artifact like that.

There's a little light here, but it's like, not even warm. That's majorly freaky. [The blond looks thoughtful for a moment longer, then shrugs.] Well, whatevs. We should like, be close to home by now, right? It's wicked cold, we totally have to hurry to get the harvesting done...

We're already late - [The brunet stands up and you see parts of a dirty, blood stained suit of armor. And then there is a sharp intake of breath, and he sounds alarmed.] Poland.
[He stares at the snow only a few feet away.]

[The blond--Poland--looks at his friend in mild alarm, then follows his gaze, and his eyes go wide and panicked. His voice is also worried all of a sudden.] ....At this time of year? We like, can't have been on the road that long! Teutonic's place isn't that far away! Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod, what about the crops?!

[Lithuania sounds like he's trying not to completely panic.] If we hurry, we might still be able to save something!

[Poland is still kind of freaking out, but takes a deep breath.]
Right... Right, but we totally have to hurry!

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