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[balaton]

[It's a beautiful day at 456 Stone Street. Birds are chirping, puppies are yapping, and one brunette nation is sticking closely to the window, phone piece firmly held in one hand.]

I've been relocated. Again. While this looks like a more cheerful occupation and this is the happier I've seen the Eastern Bloc be in a while, I'd really appreciate the prior notice.

Although it's been a while since I've worn a dress.

[[OOC: She's taken from right after the Hungarian Revolution, so she may be just a little bit unsettled.]

Comments

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

What? No, you've been here longer than I have. Are you trying to pull one over me? It's not going to work!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

Like I'd be interested in playing mind games.

You're lucky. I'm going to believe you, for now.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

You should believe me all the time! I never lie!

. . . you really don't remember anything?

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

[This is going to be hard, but here we go:]

No. No I don't. I suppose you're right.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

[Choking.] I'm wh--








. . . of course I'm right! Like always! Hahahahaha! You're not droned again, are you? Anyway, this shithole's called Mayfield.

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

You get ten seconds to rub it in, then I'm hitting you.

Is it really Russian territory?

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Does it look like we're in that fatass's territory to you? They say it's supposed to be an American town, except I don't remember America being anything like this. And anyway, that idiot's trapped here too.

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

...Austria, too, it seems.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but no one cares about that weakling. He can't even leave the house without getting lost, I already forgot he was around. And anyway, there's a lot of us stuck here, I doubt anyone will notice if I leave him behind once I break out of this place.

POW

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

[Not delicate enough to express her anger with Chopin]

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

I would notice!

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Ow! Dammit, Hungary, put that fucking frying pan down! See if I ever try to help you out again!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

I haven't seen him in years! That's not something to annoy me about!

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's not my fault you two had a falling out or whatever! It was about time, anyway!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

You'll see what I mean when you start living with Russia.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Ew, why would I ever want to live with that fatass? I wouldn't even be able to fit in his house, he's so obese!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

...You'll have lost enough weight, by then, among other things.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Huh? What are you even talking about? You're not making any sense. And I don't need to lose weight, I'm already incredibly fit!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

Fine! Then I won't bother telling you.

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Whatever, I don't care anyway! It's probably not even important!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

It certainly has nothing to do with your territory! Not at all!

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

Hey, my territory is awesome! Just got some more, too! Is it the Confederation? Do I need to kick Austria out after all? Not that I wasn't planning on it anyway . . . [Beat, and then hopefully.] Or -- ooh, do I get Saxony? I do, don't I!

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

But you really don't care, and it's not important after all. Right? Or did I hear you wrong the first time?

[armywithcountry.livejournal.com]

R-right! Because I'm awesome! Hahahahaha! I already know the Confederation's going to be mine! And all the other stuff about being dissolved that people keep telling me is obviously a lie.

[muskatli.livejournal.com]

[Almost looks pityingly at him.]

Say, people tell me I've been here before. Do you think I look... Changed?