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[danesaxed]

[Nation-tans and people alike will notice a unusually somber Denmark sitting on his front porch, and next to him is a very tall mountain of alcohol of the Scandinavian variety well, as close as the town can get. With another loud sigh, he tosses the can somewhere in the vague direction of the trash can and opens another]...What is it with this

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An attempt at family bonding?

[brat_inadress]

[Oh no. Sorry to dampen your already horribly depressed mood, but guess who is now leaning out of the window just to make your life a bit more miserable.]

What are you doing out here? Trying to kill yourself with alcohol because you're not good looking at all?

[Ooc; 8D;; Sorry for all the edits.]

Through misery--YES.

[danesaxed]

[ooc: pfft it's cool...and now I have to edit...]

[Puts down his can for a brief minute to sigh at you almost like a fellow teenager]

This dear son, is what happens when daddy forgets to check in on his mistress from time to time...

[goes back to his drink, please note he's almost pouting]

And what have what we said about the 'differences' in the concept of beauty?

It's so the best kind of family bonding ever~

[brat_inadress]

[He steps out of the somewhat wide window like a normal person to go sit next to you.]

You mean the redhead french freak? I also forgot about your lecturing already~ ... But...

[Aoi takes the bottle of alcohol out of your hands, regardless if you were trying to drink it at that moment or not, and chucks it off the porch.]

You're going to end up dying if you keep chugging that stuff down.

Right up there with cross-dressing :D (1/2)

[danesaxed]

[See bottle fly, see it fall]

You know, you're hurting your father in so many ways...

[goes back to the awaiting alcohol mountain, and takes another with a snicker]

Dying...that's funny. You're a pretty amusing kid when you want to be.

[tysthet]

[Not stopping because we care about you, Danmark, but we heard something about Norge. And there's booze.]

Somethin' wrong?

[danesaxed]

[Looks up from his drink and blinks for a few moments]

...You're still clothed.

[counts on his fingers for a minute]

Then I'm just slightly buzzed right now, ok.

[glances back to you blearily]

I got to say though, this one looks almost like the real Sverige--boorish look and everything...

[tysthet]

[Just. Stares.]

[Then he glances at the booze. Maybe you've had enough of that for now.]

...'m th'real Sverige.

[danesaxed]

[Sips, pouts]

...That's what the other one says too.

[semblance]

[She's not always such a a dragon... Mitsuru's spotted you by now & comes over to see what's wrong. In her own weird Ice Queen-y way.]

Isak-san?

[Sitting on porches wouldn't usually be something she'd do, but never the less, she gracefully sits herself down a comfortable distance away from him.]

Something's wrong, oui?

[danesaxed]

[Oh Mitsuru, you tsundere you. He puts down the can as you plop next to him, and gives you a slightly strained smile]

Well, yes and no.

[avoiding eye contact and leaning forward slightly he shrugs]

My wife's up and gone...

[pauses for a moment out of reflex, then lets out a slight chuckle]

Make that ex-wife, still wife's wife. Just kind of kicking myself for not going out to see him like I should've...

[semblance]

[I can be nice 8(]

I see...

[Her face is thoughtful for a moment.]

I know nothing I can say will really alter how you feel but... You shouldn't blame yourself, it seems to come as a shock for everyone, no matter how much attention they paid to those they care about.

I like to think that their bodies here are merely shells and that their actual selves are back home where they'll be safe. It's better that way.

[danesaxed]

[Tell that to Junpei--our Scandinavian man does not want to end up like Akihiko--not that they've met yet but still]

Guess you're right--still, kind of just mad at myself, you know?

I know he was mad at me and all, but I did still kind of care for him...sorta. Just going to be weird seeing that--whatever it is, it's not Norge at all by the way--thing walk around town.

[takes angry gulps here before throwing the can somewhere vaguely behind them]

I'll get that, don't worry...I just, girlie--when you make a mistake, don't let it boil around for centuries, you hear me?

That stuff...even when you didn't mean it...it sticks with a person, you know?

[Totally not even paying attention to what he'd just admitted, he's back to ranting]

It makes it hard, ya see. Really hard--you're so used to sharing everything with that person, then one battle goes to far, you end up losing most of your kingdom, bosses get pissed...and...unions dissolve, and then jackasses go around stealing what's yours even though you THOUGHT certain people would

[touchmysquirrel]

[Sue is here because of the booze.]

You're not keeping that all to yourself, are you?

1/2

[danesaxed]

[Tosses you a can--he's all for the sharing of alcohol]

Knock yourself out.

[danesaxed]

[pauses to think it over and then adds]

Just not on the lawn, the mini-missus will make me clean it up.

[touchmysquirrel]

[Excellent. Sue sits down beside him on the porch, opens the can and takes a long drink. Then she looks at him.]

So, partner. Know why you got that drinking bug?

[myauraispink]

Don't look so sad! It's bad for your aura!

[danesaxed]

...Aura?

Like those sky-things?

[myauraispink]

What sky-things?

[danesaxed]

You know the colors that get reflected in the sky...