[Standing outside the door to the room he last saw the Major in, Poland takes a deep breath. The things that had been done to Ritsuka, the things that the Major told him happened to his people--he feels sick to his stomach, something deep inside him screaming at the thought of it all, and he rests a hand on the wall to steady himself]
It was through here. There were like, traps last time, so be way careful...
[There's definitely something off about his voice. It's... a little empty.]
You were asleep, and on the network, there was--the communicator turned on, and he had Ritsuka, and he was--was like, hurting him. Cutting him open, putting some strange thing into the wound, with the boy awake and pleading with him to stop, and I--I told him to stop, and he laughed at me, told me... things... [He looks sick and weak at the memory.]
I like, found this room because something inside it exploded. Another friend of Ritsuka's set off some of the traps trying to get to him--I don't know his name. He was like, bleeding from shrapnel wounds by the time I got there. There were more explosions when Dean and I went in, but we got through to the door on the other side, and he... he was there.
Like I said, he isn't very hard to fight, once you're close. Carries a gun, can't shoot it very well. I don't remember what--I think we talked. I can't remember what we said, I was so angry, and he shot at me a lot but he missed, and I--I cut his arm so he'd stop shooting, but the bone stopped it. Metal. I think all of them are. Definitely--definitely his spine and skull. Felt it when I punched him, and when I...yeah.
[Stepping back a bit, waiting for the door to do somethhing, and very attentively listening to Poland while he does so. Then he reaches for his crossbow and fires inside a couple of times, setting off some traps.]
What did he tell you?
[Because, despite everything else being more relevant to the current situation, that seems to be more relevant to Poland.]
[Firing one more projectile. Then he turns around, looking at Poland while still paying attention to the door, and pressing the palm of his free hand softly against the other nation's cheek.]
It was different from what he did to everyone else?
[Takes a deep breath, leaning into Lithuania's touch for comfort]
...God, I hope so. I don't... I don't know, but...
He like... told me that when they occupied my cities, they... they attacked my civilians, even after they'd destroyed my government. Attacked schools, hospitals, churches. Took my people--not just my soldiers, my merchants and scholars and women and children and anyone they pleased-- from their homes, forced them to go to places they built on my soil. Less prisons than slaughterhouses. Starved them, worked them to death. My Jews and my Gypsies and my sick and anyone Germany didn't think was good enough. Said they weren't good enough to live and reproduce, so he--poisoned them by the hundreds, shot them, gave them over to--to men with no right to call themselves doctors, doctors have to swear not to bring their patients to injustice, not to hurt them, not to do things like he was doing--things like the Major does. To Ritsuka, and to Pakistan, and to my people, but they're alive again and my people won't live again in our world. Not until Christ comes again. I--
[He cuts himself off, realizing that he's gotten pretty incoherent and hysterical, and focuses on breathing deeply and trying not to cry.]
[Nobody seems to be in there anymore, so Lithuania takes a step away form the door, over to Poland. His thumb rubs softly , soothing over the blond's cheek and he wraps his arm around his friend, pulling him closer.]
He will come again. One day, He will come in his glory, and everyone will get what they deserve.
[It's a simple truth to him now. Because it always was that to Poland.]
And it doesn't happen now. And here we can do something about what this Major does. ...Something. I'm sure we can.
[The armor makes it a bit awkward, but Poland leans forward into Lithuania's arms, trying to stifle a little sob.]
I totally know. I do. I've never doubted that, even for a moment. But I... It still hurts. To like, think of my people killed like they were nothing more than animals. They deserve so much better, and I always try to take good care of them, and it's not right...
[Takes a few more deep breaths, until he can finally make himself act calm.]
...You're totally right.
Come on. Let's check this place out, see if we can find any clues about where he's gone. We like, need to be back to the room by the time Pakistan shows up, right?
Yes. But we should still be careful... I can only hope to have hit most of the traps.
[Clearly not, something shoots towards him, hits the armor and falls to the ground when he steps forward, making him take a hasty step back.]
...What is-
[It's nothing that could possibly harm a human if fired with this speed, it's form doesn't make it somethig that will fly well - one option left. If it's not designed to kill when it hits, it is designed to kill after that.
Lithuania grabs Poland's free arm and starts running, trying to drag the other nation with him.]
[And then he opens a random door and throws Poland inside, following suit himself. This will bruise, there are movements that armor isn't made for and one of those is falling onto your stomach, but it was a good decision. They can hear a loud explosion, and then there is an extreme heat by the door, and pieces of things flying down the corridor.
Lithuania is very white in the face and just stares at Poland, not sitting up yet. Future weapons are insane. He anticipated an explosion, but this...]
[Poland is not quite amazed at the heat and the shrapnel as Liet is, having fought the Major before and all. Still, it's by no means something he's used to...]
[Which means he'll treat it the same way as anything else scary and unfamiliar. With a cocky little grin like the one he wears in battle, he gives a little laugh fueled purely by adrenaline.]
...Totally told you, there were explosions last time.
[He knows that, but still... He leans into the touch, and when the tension fades and the shock changes, takes over, he starts to tremble and soon shake.]
I really wished they didn't... [He looks up at Poland.] ...we really need those guns.
[He sighs, still not really comfortable with the guns idea--do they really need one more tool for killing people faster, more impersonally, more mercilessly? But it's looking less and less like they can afford to be picky about it...]
Come on. Let's like, go back to our room and get out of this armor. It'll be okay...
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Date: 2010-03-08 08:28 pm (UTC)[Grabs his sword and opens the door, holding it open for the other nation.]
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Date: 2010-03-08 08:38 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-03-08 08:57 pm (UTC)It was through here. There were like, traps last time, so be way careful...
[There's definitely something off about his voice. It's... a little empty.]
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Date: 2010-03-09 05:48 pm (UTC)What happened when you were here last time?
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Date: 2010-03-09 06:43 pm (UTC)I like, found this room because something inside it exploded. Another friend of Ritsuka's set off some of the traps trying to get to him--I don't know his name. He was like, bleeding from shrapnel wounds by the time I got there. There were more explosions when Dean and I went in, but we got through to the door on the other side, and he... he was there.
Like I said, he isn't very hard to fight, once you're close. Carries a gun, can't shoot it very well. I don't remember what--I think we talked. I can't remember what we said, I was so angry, and he shot at me a lot but he missed, and I--I cut his arm so he'd stop shooting, but the bone stopped it. Metal. I think all of them are. Definitely--definitely his spine and skull. Felt it when I punched him, and when I...yeah.
[Still looking pretty unwell.]
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Date: 2010-03-09 06:53 pm (UTC)What did he tell you?
[Because, despite everything else being more relevant to the current situation, that seems to be more relevant to Poland.]
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Date: 2010-03-09 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-09 07:35 pm (UTC)It was different from what he did to everyone else?
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:12 pm (UTC)...God, I hope so. I don't... I don't know, but...
He like... told me that when they occupied my cities, they... they attacked my civilians, even after they'd destroyed my government. Attacked schools, hospitals, churches. Took my people--not just my soldiers, my merchants and scholars and women and children and anyone they pleased-- from their homes, forced them to go to places they built on my soil. Less prisons than slaughterhouses. Starved them, worked them to death. My Jews and my Gypsies and my sick and anyone Germany didn't think was good enough. Said they weren't good enough to live and reproduce, so he--poisoned them by the hundreds, shot them, gave them over to--to men with no right to call themselves doctors, doctors have to swear not to bring their patients to injustice, not to hurt them, not to do things like he was doing--things like the Major does. To Ritsuka, and to Pakistan, and to my people, but they're alive again and my people won't live again in our world. Not until Christ comes again. I--
[He cuts himself off, realizing that he's gotten pretty incoherent and hysterical, and focuses on breathing deeply and trying not to cry.]
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:18 pm (UTC)He will come again. One day, He will come in his glory, and everyone will get what they deserve.
[It's a simple truth to him now. Because it always was that to Poland.]
And it doesn't happen now. And here we can do something about what this Major does. ...Something. I'm sure we can.
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:25 pm (UTC)I totally know. I do. I've never doubted that, even for a moment. But I... It still hurts. To like, think of my people killed like they were nothing more than animals. They deserve so much better, and I always try to take good care of them, and it's not right...
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:43 pm (UTC)It isn't, and it will never be. But when the time comes, I know that you will do your best for their sake, no matter what happens.
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Date: 2010-03-09 08:50 pm (UTC)...You're totally right.
Come on. Let's check this place out, see if we can find any clues about where he's gone. We like, need to be back to the room by the time Pakistan shows up, right?
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Date: 2010-03-10 07:14 am (UTC)[Clearly not, something shoots towards him, hits the armor and falls to the ground when he steps forward, making him take a hasty step back.]
...What is-
[It's nothing that could possibly harm a human if fired with this speed, it's form doesn't make it somethig that will fly well - one option left. If it's not designed to kill when it hits, it is designed to kill after that.
Lithuania grabs Poland's free arm and starts running, trying to drag the other nation with him.]
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Date: 2010-03-10 08:27 am (UTC)Are you like--
[And then Liet's dragging him, and out of instinct and the trust built from fighting together, he's running along with him.]
Like, what are we doing?!
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Date: 2010-03-10 08:32 am (UTC)Lithuania is very white in the face and just stares at Poland, not sitting up yet. Future weapons are insane. He anticipated an explosion, but this...]
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Date: 2010-03-10 08:38 am (UTC)[Which means he'll treat it the same way as anything else scary and unfamiliar. With a cocky little grin like the one he wears in battle, he gives a little laugh fueled purely by adrenaline.]
...Totally told you, there were explosions last time.
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Date: 2010-03-10 08:42 am (UTC)[Still shocked.]
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Date: 2010-03-10 08:50 am (UTC)[He sits down next to Liet, reaching down to stroke his hair comfortingly]
...Hey. We're okay. We're totally gonna be fine, Liet...
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:00 am (UTC)What have the come up with?
[Poland's touch is comforting, but he can't get up yet. This is insane.]
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:08 am (UTC)[He keeps stroking Liet's hair, slow and soft, resting his free hand on his arm as he does]
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:36 am (UTC)I really wished they didn't... [He looks up at Poland.] ...we really need those guns.
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:45 am (UTC)[He sighs, still not really comfortable with the guns idea--do they really need one more tool for killing people faster, more impersonally, more mercilessly? But it's looking less and less like they can afford to be picky about it...]
Come on. Let's like, go back to our room and get out of this armor. It'll be okay...
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Date: 2010-03-10 10:02 am (UTC)You're right... I'm sure it will be alright.
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