Feliks Łukasiewicz (
niepokonany) wrote2013-10-11 11:02 pm
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First Uprising - Text / Drawing
[Someone didn't bother flipping past the first page of the journal. And, finding a mostly-blank sheet of paper, he's decided to write a letter.]
Hey, Liet!
Oh my God, you totally wouldn't believe how crazy stuff has been at my place! Like ok, there was this huge fight, right? Like, at Stroczek? And I was so rad, Liet, I kicked all kinds of Russian butt. You should have seen how mad he was! So hilarious.
I think the victory party might have gotten a little off the hook, though? 'Cause like, I woke up in the woods, wearing somebody else's pants! No clue whose, though, it's just me and the pants and for some reason an empty diary or something. Oh--wanna know the other weird thing? I totally have wings now! They're not huge and badass like the ones on my old armor but they're still pretty fierce.
So I think I'm gonna go, you know, look for the nearest village or some junk. When you get this, you should sneak out and come to my place--Russia might kind of still be advancing, and it's about to go down again, so you could watch me kick his butt! It'd look kind of like this:
[Here follows an extremely rough doodle of a person on horseback kicking another person (who is wearing a scarf) in the face.]
You could help if you wanted, too, I guess. I'll send this when I find a town, so I hope it'll get to you soon!
Yours,
Poland
[...Yeah, it's pretty obvious that he didn't know this was public. It's also worth noting that for all the carefree bravado in the letter, he doesn't look quite so confident in the picture the camera snapped.]
Hey, Liet!
Oh my God, you totally wouldn't believe how crazy stuff has been at my place! Like ok, there was this huge fight, right? Like, at Stroczek? And I was so rad, Liet, I kicked all kinds of Russian butt. You should have seen how mad he was! So hilarious.
I think the victory party might have gotten a little off the hook, though? 'Cause like, I woke up in the woods, wearing somebody else's pants! No clue whose, though, it's just me and the pants and for some reason an empty diary or something. Oh--wanna know the other weird thing? I totally have wings now! They're not huge and badass like the ones on my old armor but they're still pretty fierce.
So I think I'm gonna go, you know, look for the nearest village or some junk. When you get this, you should sneak out and come to my place--Russia might kind of still be advancing, and it's about to go down again, so you could watch me kick his butt! It'd look kind of like this:
[Here follows an extremely rough doodle of a person on horseback kicking another person (who is wearing a scarf) in the face.]
You could help if you wanted, too, I guess. I'll send this when I find a town, so I hope it'll get to you soon!
Yours,
Poland
[...Yeah, it's pretty obvious that he didn't know this was public. It's also worth noting that for all the carefree bravado in the letter, he doesn't look quite so confident in the picture the camera snapped.]
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Um, hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this book you're writing in? It kind of shows everybody else what you wrote.
So, maybe this Liet person saw it, but so did everybody else with a journal.
Hi.
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[It takes him a minute to figure out how to activate the comment he received, and then a minute longer to figure out how to send a reply. He still looks notably shaken by the whole thing--look, you would, too, if you were trying to figure out how the pen worked without an inkwell and suddenly a book was talking to you!]
Um... Hahaha... I totally knew that! I like, just kind of felt like--like writing for whatever reason! It's no big deal or anything!
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Honestly, can't you just admit it? Geez, what a kid!
... so, is Poland your name? I'm Iris!
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[Gosh, Poland, where are your manners? Ignoring her introduction like that...]
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Boo.
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Oh my god. Is--is it like, haunted?! No way!
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...It might be, though!
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Feliks? It's truly you, isn't it? I'm not dreaming... You're here right in front of me.
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...Fryderyk? No way, what are you doing here?
[...He looks a little concerned. Should Fryderyk be walking alone out here? He looks pretty... A little older, almost, is his health really up to it?]
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Oh Feliks, I've missed you so... I thought I'd never see you again.
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You're planning on returning their pants, aren't you?
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Only if they give mine back! I don't know, though, these are way comfy...
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[Although, she's only been here for a few days, so maybe he was here?]
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[Checking her journal... She can't find a 'Liet'.]
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Poland! You're back!
[Frederic is going to be so happy!]
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...Hi?
Wait, like, what do you mean back?!
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You were here before, a long time ago. Don't you remember?
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...Nobody else calls him Liet. Do you know, um, Lithuania? Or Toris? He's kinda average height, with wavy brown hair and dark green eyes? Sometimes he wears a ponytail.
[He would feel a lot better about being in a strange place with Lithuania around, but he's trying to sound casual about it.]
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Late...but...
And because she misses Japan.]
Poland? Are you another nation, then? Or simply named after it?
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[Given his time period, this answer is... A bit of a stretch.]
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[...what do you say to that, seriously?]
It's nice to meet you, Poland. My name is Saori. And I guess you could say I'm friends with Japan.
[Even though he's gone =/.]
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