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[bawlingforsoup]

[In the afternoon, the phone picks up to a familiar voice--Though this time, there's no stutter. No nervous tone. In fact, there's no feeling in his voice what-so-ever.]

Grady. Bring her back--O-Or bring me to her. I know we all go home at one point or another, but you--I never even told her, ārlaulības bērns. [Click

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[motheringnation]

.......

L-Latvia?

[....oh god what is this...]

[bawlingforsoup]

I'm here.

[Eerie, isn't it?]

[motheringnation]

Am coming over.

[Because clearly something is wrong.]

[bawlingforsoup]

...Door is unlocked.

[kol_shevik]

[ It's probably best not to ask how he was managing to hide all that fat behind the couch, but oh how he managed. ]

You are very funny when you want to be, little Latvia.

[bawlingforsoup]

[GRABBING A PILLOW and throwing it at that double--no wait, quadruple-chinned face.]

Did not ask for Mister Russia's opinion.

[ARE YOU PROUD OF ME MAMALAND.... AM I THE FAVORITE.....]

[kol_shevik]

[ PILLOW TO THE FACE good thing this is too funny to make him upset ]

But is very obvious that you are needing Russia's opinion!

[ YOU'RE TURNING INTO A REAL MAN

THIS MUST BE STOPPED IMMEDIATELY.]

[bawlingforsoup]

Nē, nē, nē, nēēēē-- I don't.

[With every 'no', he shakes his head, reaching for another pillow. Maybe he could put rocks in it or a golem make the golem mad--]

Am not needing Mister Russia's opinion. Mister Russia is talking crazy.

[silno_pyanstvo]

[Hello there not!son.

Surprisingly enough, this is less annoying, less different than the shaking and stammering. Roshia is used to her Latvia, used to someone sitting there stone still and silent and hidden.

However, she knows that for Raivis, this is wrong.

She's just standing there silently, watching.]

[bawlingforsoup]

[Fingers digging into the fabric of his pants, he begins rambling in a mixture of Latvian and Russian--maybe even a little Lithuanian mixed in. What he's talking about isn't too clear, but it's obvious it's about Grady, Saya, this stupid town and everything in it and it ruins everything just when he was finally happy and getting confident people were talking to him and even liked him--]

[silno_pyanstvo]

[She's listening. Listening and slowly letting that familiar anger build back up.

Eventually she places a hand on his head, a silent instruction to calm down.]

[bawlingforsoup]

[He lifts his head a little, hands relaxing.]

...Miss Roshia?

At last, I am done with my responsibilities!

[ladysawsaw]

[Some time after the whole Russkie/adorable golem debacle, have a mamapapa. He looks tired, and totally not in any mood to deal with this type of bullshit.

Totally the most sympathetic person in Mayfield, right here.

Though that might not be entirely sarcastic.]

So. The shit was all of that about, huh?

Re: At last, I am done with my responsibilities!

[bawlingforsoup]

[He'll be on the floor now with one of those adorable little golems, straightening out it's little outfit.]

Nothing.

[ladysawsaw]

[Runt, who did you think sent those golems? He totally heard everything, but he is trying to make you a MAN, DAMMIT.]

Lot of noise for nothin'.

[bawlingforsoup]

[He has a bit of an idea, but he's keeping his mouth shut about it. A-At least he's trying to be a man!]

Y-You're only going to laugh at me about it.

[bluecapboy]

[Sup not!bro, little brother's checking on you.]

Latvia? What happened?

[bawlingforsoup]

They took S-Saya.

[bluecapboy]

[His face falls.]

A-ah, she'll be back, won't she?

[bawlingforsoup]

[He shrugs his shoulders a little.]

I don't know. ...I hope so.