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[spiritsmoking]

By the sound of things, there aren't that many of us left. Four "monsters" to go, huh?

...this is why I hate humans. All you ever do is murder one another senselessly and it never fucking stops! How many of your own did you people kill before you got another one of your goddamn "monsters"? Can't believe Mina died for bastards like you.

You're all

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[he_aintheavy]

[always watching]

[spiritsmoking]

[stalker.]

[he_aintheavy]

[it's a perfectly healthy hobby

In the meanwhile she appears from behind the curtains like she owns the house]

... Wipe shoes.

[spiritsmoking]

[she glances out of the corner of her eye at Belarus for a second before rolling her eyes. seriously? seriously? ...she does, however, do as she's told, because she doesn't want to deal with the obsessed country bitching at her for the rest of the day about dirtying her precious brothers floor.]

[kol_shevik]

[POPS OUT FROM NOWHERE like right behind you.

also too many people own this house.]

You are needing something, comrade?

[spiritsmoking]

[WHERE THE HELL DO YOU PEOPLE EVEN COME FROM, THE WOODWORK!?

she's slightly more on edge than usual and tenses just slightly at that, but turns around and gives him the typical half-glare anyway.]

You owe me something.

[kol_shevik]

Ah-- owe? If you are asking for money, will have to wait. Russia is having other things to pay for now, Да?

[spiritsmoking]

I don't need money, you drunken idiot.

[a pause, as she reaches in her pocket and pulls out her pack of cigarettes, placing one between her lips and lighting it up for herself before holding out the pack in the closest thing she ever got to offering.]

[like_a_romanov]

[Just leaning against the wall there, yep. THIS HOUSE IS FULL OF PEOPLE also lol continuity feel free to come back to this later if you want.]

What do you want.

[spiritsmoking]

[gklfdja OKAY YOU KNOW WHAT assuming Belarus doesn't try to kill her, this is AFTER talk with Russia. Hooray wonky threadtimes.]

You're almost as bad as the stalker. What the hell does it matter?

[pokederp]

Not... Not all humans are like that!

[spiritsmoking]

That's where you're wrong, brat. They are. Every last one of them.

[pokederp]

We're not! I-I'd never kill anybody! N-neither would Leaf!

[... about that, Red.]

[spiritsmoking]

Wrong again.

You just haven't been in that kind of situation yet.

[discoinfernorz]

[when you get back home, prepare to be faced with a very confused hippie, wondering why the hell he woke up deliriously clutching a football among other things.]

[spiritsmoking]

[FML. and, after getting home from the hippies, Kanna is just... wandering into the house to make sure the drone hasn't ambled out of the room despite faux lung hacking up.]

[discoinfernorz]

[too bad he won't remember that glorious performance for a while.

peering around the wall he's leaning against once Kanna's furyoku is back in the house.]

Ah, there you are.

[spiritsmoking]

[for a split second when she looks at the kid, she just looks-- tired, with little of the usual fight in her still there. but then something, just from looking at him, being around him, flickers in her eyes, and when she speaks the words are slightly hesitant, as though worried she might be wrong-- even if it did feel like him.] Hao-sama?