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Post by romano on Jun 14, 2010 22:35:59 GMT -5
Russia writhed "Don't touch me!" he looked at America "So you're leaving me to fight another day..." he sat up "Get these bastards off me!!" he tried shoving them away.
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Post by America on Jun 14, 2010 22:43:58 GMT -5
This helped America realize not THAT he was demented, but how. He sighed, and tightened his grip on the man's shirt, "Guys, leave him be," he said, standing slowly with the help of the man, "Russia," he looked up at him, "This one's a tie," he said. One of the men handcuffed Russia.
"You'll be escorted back to Russia in an American plane, guarded by us. We will not hurt you, and we will not use any force unnessicary. Cooperate and you'll be home just like that.
"We're going to take you over Canada, and up through Alaska and back to Russia."
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Post by romano on Jun 14, 2010 22:49:55 GMT -5
"You better not be fucking lying to me..." Russia stood up "If they try anything, I will kill every last one of them...." the cold metal of the cuffs made him shiver.
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Post by America on Jun 14, 2010 22:51:35 GMT -5
"They won't. We're not like you," America smirked as they lead him out of the house.
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Post by romano on Jun 14, 2010 22:53:38 GMT -5
"Bastard..." Russia mumbled as he was escorted out of the house "Every last one of you are bastards..."
((That was so hard for me >.<))
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Post by kolkolkol on Jun 22, 2010 20:55:51 GMT -5
"Whether you like it or not, history is on our side. We will bury you." The words rung around the deathy silent room, making the tall man near the edge of the crowd smirk. Khrushchev's choice of words...amused him to say the least. His violet eyes trailed across the crowd to see if he could spot that vile, annoying creature that represented that stupid Capitalism state. He wanted to rub in his face how that was going to happen.
-fail- ))
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Post by America on Jun 22, 2010 20:58:46 GMT -5
America raged as the worried translator gave him the words in English. He shook from rage, as the Soviets began applauding. He glared t them, then across the room at Russia. He restrained himself from going up and punching Khrushchev in the face. Or at least Russia himself.
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Post by kolkolkol on Jun 22, 2010 21:00:46 GMT -5
When he got America's eye he openly smirked wryly, tilting his head up in superiority. Yes. He wanted America pissed. He wanted to make him crack, and then he would unleash all his fury on him.
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Post by America on Jun 22, 2010 21:03:48 GMT -5
America looked away and stood, ready to leave. He didn't care if the meeting wasn't over. Eisenhower could tell him anyway. He shut the door and shakily leaned against the wall, staring at the sky, trying to calm his anger and heart beat.
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Post by kolkolkol on Jun 22, 2010 21:06:51 GMT -5
Russia muttered someting quietly to the Soviet next to him before adjusting his scarf, following where America had left, violet eyes trained on the blonde leaning against the wall. "Can't handle the truth?" Russia chuckled darkly.
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Post by America on Jun 22, 2010 21:08:40 GMT -5
America looked over at him, "Nope, can't handle bull shit."
His hand reached for his pocket and he almost pulled out a cigarette, he'd only smoked a few times back in the twenties, but it really did calm him down. But Russia didn't need to know that, so he just kept his hand in his pocket.
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Post by kolkolkol on Jun 22, 2010 21:10:36 GMT -5
Russia let out a soft laugh at America's comment, shaking his head. "When you snap, and go at us, I'm going to make sure I rip your nation to pieces." Russia hissed softly as he walked towards him, his boots crunching softly in the snow. "And I'm going to get you, and chain you up, and abuse you, and torture you until you cry for mercy." He growled sadisticly.
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Post by America on Jun 22, 2010 21:12:52 GMT -5
"Yeah right," America rolled his eyes glancing at him from the corner of his eyes, "I don' plan on nuking you, and if one of us snaps, I doubt I'll be the first one to do so. You'll probably use a pawn of some sort ((CUBANMISSLECRISIS))." he pulled out the cigarette, now not caring if Russia saw.
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Post by kolkolkol on Jun 22, 2010 21:15:21 GMT -5
Russia simply watched before leaning in to grab the cigarette and snap it in half before dropping it to the floor, leaning in to whisper in America's ear. "I'm going to fucking blow your country to bits, and maybe then will you see through your stupidity."
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Post by America on Jun 22, 2010 21:20:38 GMT -5
America shoved Russia away, "You think you'll bury me huh?" He stepped on his broken cigarette, advancing toward Russia, "You're not going to win. I swear to god I'm going to win. And you're going to be humiliated."
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