Third Uprising [Video and Action]

[niepokonany]

[Video]

[Poland is dangling from one of the structures on the playground in a position that's far more comfortable than it looks, the urge to try and talk to people having struck him during his morning walk.]

Okay, but no, like, here's what I totally don't get. Did they like, just kidnap us to hang out and play house or whatever? 'Cause for all I've heard about some war, I'm only sure this isn't some weirdo Russian plot to bore me to death 'cause he'd never be able to get Fryderyk in on something like that. And I guess 'cause Siberia is way more boring than here, not to mention there's a ton less food.

So I was thinking, like, I'd check out the rest of the enclosure. Has anyone found anything awesome out there? Like, how far can we go? Is there anywhere nobody's been to yet? 'Cause I so wanna see it if there is!

Also, I was thinking and stuff... Like, if dead people can show up here, pretty much anyone can, right? So... Like... I mean, the other nations could, too. Which would be hella rad if it was like Hungary or Italy or someone, but, um...

I guess what I'm saying is, I'm super bored anyway, so I wanna start training again!

[Also that he doesn't want to get his ass kicked if Russia or Prussia turns up.]



[Action, open]

[In the morning, he's wandering around the village, looking for anything to keep him amused, when he spots a small structure he'd overlooked before, probably because it's between two residential buildings he rarely has any need to go to. Once he gets closer, though, he recognizes it--and just stops in his tracks for a moment, staring at it with intensity. There are stables. Which means in all likelihood there are horses, which means he will goddamn well get one somehow. A Pole without a horse is like a body without a soul, right? Maybe if he asks someone inside, they can help him figure out how to get one...

After the stables, he goes about his errands in town, dropping by the grocery store for vegetables and cheese, the bakery for some hearty, grainy bread, and then the clothing store to see if there's anything he likes. Maybe today will be the day he tries out some of those future-clothes! ]

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[magicmaestro]

[Frederic knew he shouldn't stay coped up even if it's winter, so he goes to the bakery intent on buying some Polish gingerbread when he spots Poland inside.]

Oh Feliks, I wasn't expecting you to be here.

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[niepokonany]

[The sound of a familiar voice makes him turn, a smile on his face.]

Hey, Fryderyk! Look at you, all out of the house and stuff.

[Like he's one to talk.]

I was totally thinking cabbage rolls for dinner tonight, what do you think?

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[magicmaestro]

[He gives Poland a small smile as he's picking out the gingerbread.]

Well the cold and winter tend to make me ache, so I stay coped up in the house. For the cabbage rolls, I don't mind. I like them.

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[niepokonany]

Oh my god, you talk like such an old man. Like, fresh air's good, right?

What do you wanna have with 'em?

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[magicmaestro]

Feliks, I'm technically forty years old. I'm not exactly a spring chicken.

[You nations and your forever youth do not know what it is like to be mortal.]

That's a good question. Was there any types of deserts you wanted?

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[niepokonany]

Pfft, whatever, it's not that old, is it? I mean, look at you.

[He pats his cheek gently, then turns to look at the sweets, nearly bouncing with excitement.]

We can get whatever, right? What about, like... Poppyseed rolls?

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[magicmaestro]

[He pouts a little before sighing. Oh Poland.]

Poppyseed rolls sound delicious. I haven't had those for a long while now.

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[wipesfaith]

[When Poland enters the stable, he'll eventually come across Jean - he's in one of the stalls with his Friesian stallion Benoit, taking care of some morning chores. Refilling the grain in his feeding trough, brushing him, tidying up the place, etc. He looks like someone you should totally bother.]

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[niepokonany]

[And bother him he shall!

...As soon as he, like, observes a bit. And gets his nerve up to talk to a stranger. Talking to strangers is hard, ok?

...But probably a little less weird than just, like, jealously watching over the stall wall. OKAY. Okay, he's gonna do it!]

Where'd you get that?

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[wipesfaith]

[This is when he happens to be brushing Benoit's coat - and you can be sure the vain little fuck is loving it - so he glances at the stranger, then down at the brush in his hand, then back to the stranger.]

The brush or the horse?

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[niepokonany]

[Poland rolls his eyes a little, slipping into the stall properly.]

Yeah, I'm just like, all about grooming brushes, right? Like, that's what's missing from my life!

Duh, the horse.

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[wipesfaith]

How was I supposed to know? You're the one who came up and asked that out of nowhere...! [Shit, he thought maybe you owned one of the other horses in the stable or something. Fuck you. He pats the horse's shoulder.]

He was a little gift from the Malnosso. [Said in such a way to make his distrust clear and sharp.]

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[niepokonany]

[Poland doesn't trust the Malnosso that much more, though he's inclined to give them some sort of benefit of the doubt for getting him away from Russia and Prussia (and Austria, who is less of a pain than the others but still a pain). He makes a little face, as he leans against the wall.]

Can you like, ask them for one or something? What's the catch?

[Action, Clothing Store]

[ledbythewind]

[Richard is no stranger to the clothing store. In fact, he makes a trip there about once a week just to check out what's new-- it's hard not to when there's a constant influx of new items from all sorts of different worlds. (His wardrobe at home might have expanded beyond the bounds of his closet because of this, but that's beside the point.)

And oh, that striped top on the rack there looks nice and comfortable... he'll take it off the rack and hold it up to himself, as if pondering whether or not it will look good on him.

Care to offer an opinion, Feliks?]

[Action, Clothing Store]

[niepokonany]

[Feliks is nearby, turning over a corset in his hands. It looks like it's designed as outerwear, which seems impossibly scandalous until he thinks about how half the women here dress. There's a similar one on a mannequin nearby, worn over a short-sleeved shirt with a comfortingly high neckline and a knee-length skirt with a tantalizing amount of ruffles... He's just about to start looking for something similiar to try the corset on with, when he spots another shopper.]

[He might have seen him around the clothing store once or twice before, and maybe that gives him the little boost of confidence to speak to a stranger.]

You're thin enough to pull off the stripes. I guess it'd look kinda good with the pants on that table?

[Action, Clothing Store]

[ledbythewind]

[It takes Richard a moment to realize he's being spoken to, but once he does, he turns to face the other man with a smile, still holding the shirt up against him.]

You think so? I admit I hadn't been looking for pants today, but then again, it isn't as if you can have too many of them. A good pair of pants is one of the most versatile items of clothing one can own.

[Action, Clothing Store]

[niepokonany]

Good pants are like cavalry--you can like, never actually have too many, and anyone who doesn't think so is probably kind of a loser.

[Action, Clothing Store]

[ledbythewind]

[That earns him a laugh from Richard.]

A man after my own tastes, I see.

[Then, smiling, he holds out his hand.]

I'm Richard. And you are?

[Action, Clothing Store]

[niepokonany]

[Poland takes it, with the most impish of little grins.]

The kingdom of Poland! Feliks, if you're weird about the nation thing.

[Video]

[sun_showers]

[Hey, she remembers him.]

I don't see why the Russians would want to bore you to death. In fact, I can't remember a time where they haven't been anything but interesting.

[Because the Cold War was a big thing at one time where she's from.]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

Maybe he's, like, running low on ideas for how to kill me?


And if you think he's not boring, go farm a rocky field in Siberia sometime.

[Video]

[sun_showers]

[Laughing, she responds back.]

Siberia isn't my favorite place to go, so I'll have to pass. I prefer the metropolitan areas, personally. Maybe you two would have more fun if you tried drinking together instead of trying to kill each other.

[Just sayin'.]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

[For a second, all he can do is let his facial expressions show what he thinks of that idea.]

Right, except for how he's an actual murderous psycho who kinda kidnapped my partner and took control of my house from me?

Also his vodka sucks.

[BURN. Good thing Russia already has so much ice for that.]

[Video]

[sun_showers]

[Well then.]

And how has he gotten away with all that and not been thrown in jail? [Anywhere else he'd of been thrown in prison-!]

[Video]

[niepokonany]

I don't think we really have those?

Jails. For nations, you know?

Unless you count getting caught by stronger nations, but that's less about what you did before and more about, like, losing.

[And kind of the root of their whole issue in any case.]