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Post by Hipster Russia on Feb 2, 2013 2:58:01 GMT -5
Tightly shut the Lithuanian's eyes remained as the large Russian agitated his throbbing scalp, poking it like a curious child. This pain was nothing, Toris easily pushed it away to the back of his mind, ignoring it like he tried to ignore the escalating argument around him.
But that was impossible. Lithuania had never heard Alfred so... serious. The changing demeanor of the American had piqued his interest, his increasing emotions and fervent words reaching Toris despite all his attempts to just shut it all away.
He doesn't.. he doesn't understand-! If I don't do this, then...! He needs me.
Lithuania's body trembled harder as the cold hand found it's way along the back of his neck, his body tensing as the light touch brought back recollections of gasping desperately for breath.
Why do I... Have to live like this? Toris mentally cried in frustration. What did I... and Raivis, Eduard, ever do to deserve...
"...if I told him to stand up and walk over to me, would he do it?"
Eyes shooting open, his heart pounding in pain, Toris almost broke under the words that wanted to rip him in two. He wanted to defy Russia... wanted to more than anything. But... I...
He looked up at America, his fists gripping the frilly material almost to the point of ripping, tears trying to escape from the corner of his eyes.
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Post by Hipster USA on Feb 3, 2013 8:56:35 GMT -5
Ivan felt every twitch and tremble the Lithuanian experienced, his mouth beginning to form a soft sneer as the other's green eyes widened in a tumolt of emotions at America's words. "Of course he would not." He said coolly, his voice high and cheerfully childlike. "He is MY Litva, not yours. If he was yours I would not be able to play so many ways with him. To make him scream, and beg, and plead, and... Cry those adorable Litva tears."
He giggled softly at Alfred's nearly twitching body as the American looked to be giving his all not to walk straight up and punch the taller man in his oversized nose. And then possibly impale him with his own pipe.
"Are you TRYING to piss me-"
"Da." Another giggle, this time louder and more childish. "I think I am, ufufu~" The corner of his violet eyes crinkled upwards as a pink tongue darted out to lap at pale lips. "Toris, stand up. That is an order."
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Post by Hipster Russia on Feb 5, 2013 22:28:13 GMT -5
Lithuania trembled harder, a single tear escaping down his face as Russia's words burned every inch of his body.
No.
Yet already the small Nation was shakily raising to his feet, his eyes crying out in shame. No matter how much he did not want to follow the order, the threat of the consequences weighed heavily in his mind. I have to obey, to stand strong... For my sake, and everyone...
His knees wobbled, threatening to collapse.
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Post by Hipster USA on Feb 11, 2013 1:44:40 GMT -5
"See? There he starts, one little tear." Russia's head tilted to the side, violet eyes shifting between the livid American and the trembling man beside him. "He is so pathetic, it is beautiful..." he leaned towards Lithuania, the tear being swept away by the slightest, quickest contact of tongue to cheek. He hummed.
He opened his mouth to say something else, but didn't have a chance to utter a single word before a fist connected with his gut. Or at least it would have, if he had been stupid. Instead the punch connected with another hand, the two strongest nations in the world nearly nose to nose as they leered at one another, both barely keeping their emotions under control.
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Post by Hipster Russia on Feb 21, 2013 0:29:19 GMT -5
Lithuania shut his eyes tightly as Ivan leaned down beside him, letting out the tiniest of whimpers as he felt the tongue on his cheek.
Not wanted to see, not wanting to know, Lithuania stayed shut away, until a sudden power forced his eyes open, his knees finally giving out and causing the trembling nation to fall on his butt, his two arms barely holding himself up as he stared up in fear at two Nations who could easily crush him.
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