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[silno_pyanstvo]

Comments

[bawlingforsoup]

[Guess who's at the stove turning over an omelet and doesn't notice not!mom yet? This little guy. He even has a small apron on! He's good for more than just cleaning, but he's... Not that great of a cook compared to Lithuania. This is pretty clear when he slides the omelet out of the pan and onto a plate by the burnt edges]

I still can't get it right...

[silno_pyanstvo]

[A sigh. Why is there a tiny!nation!not!son in her kitchen? The apron is kind of cute though.]

Латвия.

[bawlingforsoup]

[nearly shrieks and

he goes to block the plate by standing in front of it.]

I-I-I-I--W-When did y-you get home? I-I haven't seen M-Mister Giriko o-or Luke o-or you for the p-past five d-days...

[silno_pyanstvo]

Woke up here. Just now.

[... what are you trying to cook there you have burnt it. Mommaland will make you some actual breakfast now, окаи?]

Child has been safe?

[no_mountains]

Seems like it.

[silno_pyanstvo]

Good. [That's all she needed to know. Everyone was back, everyone was safe.]

[no_mountains]

You weren't gone?

[silno_pyanstvo]

Was gone. Came back.

[Short, simple words. Don't think too much it hurts too much.]

Action

[bluecapboy]

[Not!son has recently woke up and has made his way towards the kitchen for food and much needed clean water. He's still worn down from being sick and dehydrated, but he isn't letting that stop him from getting food. He spots Roshia in the kitchen.]

Miss Roshia? Are you alright?

Action

[silno_pyanstvo]

[There's food on a large plate by the stove, eggs and sausages. Enough for everyone to be at least not hungry. A tea pot sits next to the plate, along with a jar of honey.

Roshia is sitting at the table, possibly sleeping, head pillowed on her arms and a gently-steaming mug of tea in front of her.]

Re: Action

[bluecapboy]

[Luke eyes the food hungrily, not having seen this much food in about a week. He eyes Roshia, then takes a plate of food for himself along with a hot cup of tea. He sits across from her, eating quietly as to not disturb her.]

[silno_pyanstvo]

[She opens one eye, just long enough to make sure it's Luke.]

Child is all right?

[motheringnation]

Are you alright Sister?

[silno_pyanstvo]

Да. Ukraine is all right?

[motheringnation]

Am fine.

Was very worried...but am fine now.

[silno_pyanstvo]

Was no reason to be worried. [Her throat is still scratchy, and she's still coughing up blood, and the headache is so bad that her vision's tunneling. But the worst this place can do is kill them.]

Did anything happen here?

[mr_blandy_bland]

Ahh...you made it out too...

That's...good...

[silno_pyanstvo]

Canada is well?

[mr_blandy_bland]

I'm coughing a lot...sometimes I spit up blood and my lungs feel like they're burning still. But I'm okay.

[silno_pyanstvo]

Is good to hear.