rules_the_north | *44; video/action

[There is a little kid on a box. That is placed on another box. That is placed on a chair.

It doesn't really look terribly safe. Anyway, he's on top of that pile and tries to reach up as high as he can, obviously trying to get to a cookie package that is placed on a shelf that is just way too high up for him.

it might be there for a reason. Or not. Anyway, as the feed continues, the pile starts to move and sway dangerously as the child on top of it continues his efforts, and finally crumbles. And down goes little Sve, crashing hard into the floor, together with the boxes and half of everything that was on the shelves in front of him.]

Whahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

[When the cluttering and crashing is over, one can hear stiffled sobbing a bit off screen - he's not crying, totally not, he just hit his nose! - and then a tiny hand reaches for the device and a little kid with already forming bruises and some minor cuts comes on.

Unaware that the thing has been recording all the time - never switching it off does that to you - he prods the screen, wondering how to make it show something.

While he's concentrating on it, the chair, the only thing still standing around him, finally decides to follow everything else and, comically slow, tips over to come down on the little nation.]

[[ooc: Since I have no clue where Svear is staying right now and he has at least been to the Western-Nordic-or-whatever household for sure, I'll say this happens in the kitchen of Marshall 301/302. ]]

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It's on Gohl Avenue, across the street from some of the other apartments.

...

'll come.

[He'll find it. Surely.]

[Rico's turn to fret over the babby. He's sort of her friend after all.]

It's dangerous for you to go out by yourself! If you want to come over, it'd be better if I met you outside the building you're in now.

Y' know 't? [Because he doesn't.]

Not exactly, but it shouldn't be too hard to find you. There's only so many apartment buildings that are lived in.

[Nod - and he will move towards the door now. This will take a while, and he'll start to cry on the way because it really hurts. But he'll arrive downstairs eventually.]

[She tries Latimir and Horton first, but will finally spot him. Her face quickly turns to worry when she sees teary eyes.]

Hey, what's wrong?

[Rubs his eyes with his sleeves, which only adds dirt to the salty water and gets dark smears of something all over his face.

Not crying at all.]

I told you it was okay to say if you weren't alright.

[She smiles softly, taking an end of her scarf and using it to clean up his face.] Do you wanna walk or should I carry you?

[Carry sounds really good right now, and he holds his arms up towards her in the universal gesture of "please carry me!"]

[Leaning a little closer so it's easier for him to get his arms around her neck, Rico carefully scoops him up.]

"This ok? When we get to my room you can rest, or something else if you'd like."

[Nods against her neck, and the fabric there might get a bit wet. And he'll just cling to her now, and maybe twitch if she touches an especially painful bruise.]

[She'll try her hardest not to move him too much, thankful she's been staying on the first floor so there won't be stairs involved. Rico's bedroom is rather plain, but there are plenty of blankets on the bed she sets him down on and a teddy bear with a ribbon around his neck.]

That's Lucca. [pointing at the stuffed animal] He's actually my friend Triela's bear, but he showed up as one of my Christmas presents.

[He's never seen something like a teddy bear, crafted nicely and stuffed and looking rather a lot like the original, soft and squishy and huggable.

Scooting over, reaching out for the bear and tugging it over towards him.

And then he experiments a bit with how soft and squishy it is.]

's nice.

I'm glad you agree. He's really good at keeping people company, so hold him as long as you feel like.

[She's never really been around kids outside of the other girls like her, so she's enjoying this time even if it's slightly twinged with worry.]

Is there something you'd like to do?

[Nods and tugs the teddy closer until he can hug it to his chest. It smells... a lot like the girl that carried him here, and feels even softer now that he has it this close.]

...'m fine. [Except for his stomach having a different idea and deciding to growl right now.]

[She smiles wider, holding back a giggle, then stands back a few steps.]

I'll be right back, so just make yourself comfy.

[And now she's going to the kitchen. Even if she can't cook she figures she can at least make him a sandwich.]

[His eyes follow her until she has left the room, and then he relaxes, settling back against the back of the couch and trying to get as comfortable as possible while still holding the bear, trying to not get it too dirty.]

[It doesn't take too much time for her to come back, peanut butter and jelly sandwich in one hand and a glass of water in the other. Both of which were offered to him.]

You should eat before you fall asleep.

[He peers at the sandwich curiously, he's never seen something like that. Or smelled something like that.

But he sits up like a good boy and places the teddy in his lap so his hands are free. never mind that the teddy covers him nearly up to his nose this way.]

It's good, I promise.

[Rico sits down next to him. Oh little Sweden, your so precious like this. She almost wishes he weren't going to change back.]

[manages to get the bear into a position where he can grab the sandwich and try it.

It's really good. He'll have some more. And then some more. Between bites:] Thank y'.

[a nod] You're welcome. I'd give you something better if I actually knew how to cook. Maria usually does that for us.

'sh good. [Stops and looks aat her, offering what is left to his host. It would be really rude to let her go hungry, right?] Y' too.

Thanks, but I ate earlier. [And it's not like she's going to grow anymore. Sweden needs it more than her right now. Have a few pats on the head, tiny nation.]

Finish up and then you can get some sleep.

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