Thirty-sixth Entry [Video]

[reckless_eagle]

[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?

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[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

[He held up his hands.]

Woah, you haven't gone home yet? Mate, that boy of yours is going to be worried. You've got to tell him you're alright.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Eeps a little]

But... but like, when I tell him I'm all right when there's stuff bothering me he always knows and then he worries more!

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

Because he loves you. That's why he worries.

[Sirius sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.]

Look mate. That bloke of yours loves you very much. Maybe you should try talking to him before you talk to God.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

...But I'm scared to.

[Poland: the kind of man who isn't scared to fight Nazi cyborgs with only a sword or charge straight at people who are charging straight at him on horseback with lances, but gets freaked the Hell out about emotionally intense conversations or talking to strangers. Who said girly boys are more in touch with their emotions?]

What if I've messed something up? I've... I've like, never done this kind of thing before, you know? Like... having a boyfriend.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

I'm rather sure he's the same way. Avoiding him's going to cause more trouble then not avoiding him.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

...You like, think so?

[He's still blushing and fidgeting, but maybe a little less than he was a second ago.]

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'd say so. You've gotta be more honest with him mate.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Okay, Father ♥ I'll like, try my best!

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

[He reached out and patted the little nation on the head.]

Good boy.

[Really, how did nations get laid when they were THIS inept?]

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[They don't. There's a reason some of us are 500-year-old virgins, man.]

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

[Sirius will give a class.]

So what else is on your mind ... other then not telling your boyfriend shit.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

...Elaine.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

That friend of yours?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Not anymore.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

Because she's friends with Satan?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

And she lied to me.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

About?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

She acted like she was giving me religious guidance 'cause she's part angel, when she was actually in cahoots with the freaking Devil.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

How do you know she wasn't? Can't judge a bird by their friends.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Not usually, but I think there's kind of an exception for that one!

And... she told me. She told me she'd been lying about all that, and couldn't keep lying to me.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

Why did she say she couldn't keep lying to you?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

I don't know! Like, 'cause I'd already found out, I guess?

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

Are you sure it wasn't because she considered you a friend? Or didn't you stick around for an answer?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

There was like, nothing left to say.

[cockofthewok.livejournal.com]

How long had you been friends with her?