*3 text - Let the fun begin

[rules_the_north]

[Private to Estonia & Latvia]

Estonia, Livonia Latvia, you come to our place.

[/Private]

Estonia, Latvia and Finland are under my protection. Nobody touch them.

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[rules_the_north]

[Close range means that he doesn't miss and that Sweden doesn't have time to dodge, but it also means that there isn't too much force in it. His head flies to the side for a moment, but it isn't nearly enough to more than bruise his cheek and doesn't set him off balance at all.]

I've been 'n y'r soil before w'thout living in y'r house.

[For example a few weeks before he came here.

He shoves Denmark away to be better able to tell his actions.]

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[kongeriget]

[ He stumbles back a step, but he isn't minding the range, either. ]

Declaring war?

action; can we not damage them too much? Sweden needs to fight Prussia the next day

[rules_the_north]

[Standing still for the moment, to tell Denmark. This a kind of formal act.]

't 's on already.

that battle might be off since iirc prussia is getting locked in a closet

[kongeriget]

[ He stands straight and cold and steps back. And again back. And again to the kitchen table, where he knows is a gun. ]

And when ya lose?

...If he doesn't message Sweden, Sweden will assume that he run from the fight and that Latvia's his

[rules_the_north]

[Lunges forward, grabbing for Denmark to drag him to the ground. No matter what you're doing, it looks as if you're getting yourself some kind of weapon.]

Looks that that's what'll happen!

[kongeriget]

[ He catches that a second before Sweden hits him, and he fumbles for whatever is on the table and misses the gun, comes up with his coffee cup. So he hurls the lukewarm liquid at Sweden even as he's knocked down, kicking out at the same time. ]

...that is a sad way to lose a territory.

[rules_the_north]

[It hits Sweden's glasses and he doesn't see very well now with the liquid running down the glass. That doesn't mean that he lets go, or doesn't try to hit Denmark again.]

denmark will dispute it. and so will prussia.

[kongeriget]

[ He's pinned, sort of, so tries to knee Sweden in the stomach, using his hands not to deflect the blows, but try and grab something, somewhere, to yank and pull and shove him off. ]

Fuck. My notifs are acting up again. If I don't tag back, poke me.

[rules_the_north]

[Denmark can grab some part of the uniform, but Sweden does the same so the shoving off results in them rolling to the side. He gasps for air a bit when Denmark's knee hits him but that's it, not hard enough.]

sure!

[kongeriget]

[ He rolls back, trying to get on top, even for a moment, to look down on Sweden. To look him in the eyes, down at him. ]

I'm.

Goddamn.

Neutral!

thanks~

[rules_the_north]

Y'r partner declared w'r on m'.

[And Sweden is on top again, at least for now.]

And y' violated m' territory.

[kongeriget]

[ He takes a sharp breath through his nose and his fingers close around that mug from before, trying to smash it into Sweden's face. The point he had been trying to make: he's not interested in a war right now. ]

[rules_the_north]

[That just might be a little bit void because Prussia is.

And Sweden is far from happy with him claiming his territory, so he isn't opposed to the idea of war, either.


Also the taller nation tilts his head away so the mug smashes into the ground, only brushing against Sweden's hair, and breaks there. Trying to get on top again.]

[kongeriget]

[ It is, but he's not thinking about that—nor does he know Prussia declared war, since they're supposed to do it together. ]

Cut. It. Out.

Remember the Belldandy storytimes?

[rules_the_north]

Wh't.

[Denmark behaves strangely. He said that Prussia was the one who declared war, from how Sweden understood it, so they are at war now. And for that, Denmark doesn't act like he usually does.]

watch this, bb:

[kongeriget]

Because if ya don't, I'm gonna have Verðandi smite yer ass.

loooooooooooooooooool *keeps window open because notifs seem to be dead*

[rules_the_north]

What d' y' -

[Doesn't get it yet. How can someone like that be here?]

[kongeriget]

[ He takes a breath and sits up, sort of on Sweden, hand hovering near the nation's throat. ]

'Xactly what I said. She's here.

[rules_the_north]

[...]

[Conclusion found.]

...Belld'ndy?!

[kongeriget]

Damn straight.

[ He's still sitting on you, but his hands are drawn back. Feel free to shove him off at some point. ] Had my doubts at first, but she proved it.

[rules_the_north]

[She's nice but ...really? It's been some time.]

How?

[kongeriget]

Conjured up beer for me. Danish beer.

[rules_the_north]

[Well yes.]

Sh' got me s'me things th't I needed, too.

[He just didn't think that it was her.]

[kongeriget]

She's great!

[rules_the_north]

Sh' 's very nice.

[He thinks for a moment.]

It's been a long t'me.