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Apr 21, 2009 14:15

Tink, tink, tink, tink

The sound of metal tapping on the floor echoes down the halls of HQ. A tall ashen haired man wanders through the hallways, vodka bottle in hand, looking this way and that. He takes a long swig and glances down another hallway, consternation and annoyance on his face. "Lithuania~? Where is everyone? Are we playing hide and seek again? I'll just have to find you again won't I? This will be so much fun~" He giggles then, an unstable sound to say the least, walking down the hall, his pipe still tapping along the floor.

Tink, tink, tink, tink, tink

[OOC: Have a Cold War era USSR, he'd love to find some Warsaw Pact countries to play with (or a China, he'd love to play with his friend Yao~,) but really anyone will be fine~]

russia

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