Fourteen Sickles

[vodkadrinksyou]

[He's humming a little bit as he puts the finishing touches on his fir tree. He's got to decorate for New Year's, doncha know? The horrible, agonizing pain ended a little while ago, and to celebrate this he's opened up his bottle of birthday vodka. The best gift is one you give yourself, sometimes.]

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four....

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[cruciverbal]

What's this, Ivan?

[vodkadrinksyou]

It's for New Year's, comrade. It's the most wonderful time of the year, yes?

[Hums a little as he continues placing ornaments.]

[cruciverbal]

Yes, but what is it?

[He's holding up the bottle of vodka, staring intently at it.]

[vodkadrinksyou]

Vodka, my friend. [Smiles~]

[sevenxsorrows]

Why are you giving this to me?

[vodkadrinksyou]

It's New Year's Eve, comrade! I thought I'd share in the holiday spirit, yes?

[In more ways than one.]

[sevenxsorrows]

Well.

[YES. Alcohol! Going to get easily wasted, brb]

Thanks.

[vodkadrinksyou]

You're welcome.

[Smiles. Going to sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.]

[stained_wing]

[Looks like she hasn't slept in a couple days. Or bathed. Or... well, anything, really. Seems to be a little twitchy. Focusing on him carefully.] Russia...........

[vodkadrinksyou]

[Ut oh.]

Hi! What's going on?

[stained_wing]

[Her eyes relax just slightly as it's someone she recognizes.] This body is wearing down...

[vodkadrinksyou]

Oh. That's bad, yes?

[Blink. Glances at his many vodka bottles.]

I don't think this is going to work. Is it?

[thefirstphase]

[Absent-minded headscratch of OTL TIRED BUT SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK But hey more pressing matters than resting--] Why the hell are you counting?

[vodkadrinksyou]

[Smile]

It gives me something to do while decorating.

[thefirstphase]

Decorating?

... I'm going over there now. [MUST. AVOID. MEATSACK FESTIVENESS DX]

[vodkadrinksyou]

Suit yourself. Enjoy your gift while you're up!