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[cautious_knight]

[Lithuania has been wandering around the house a lot, going nowhere in particular. It's like he is searching for something, someone that isn't there and that he knows that he won't find, like hunting down the ghost of someone.

Feel free to either
a) run into him while he is just wandering around aimlessly, a bit folornly and looking very tired
b) find him outside, nearly invisible under thick layers of clothes, sitting at the fountain and staring out at the park
c) taking out the ponies for a walk - he's simply not sure if the grounds can be trusted to not break one of the horses' legs if he'd ride them, and he has come to really, really like them, he doesn't want to have to kill one]

[Some time later, there will be a phone call that is filtered away from Poland.]

Is there anyone here who can paint really well, well enough to copy down faces from my descriptions?

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[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

I could do that quite easily.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

It would be two children, a boy and a girl.

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

Not my usual subject, but again, it should be simple.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

...I don't want Poland to know about it. Could we meet in one of the tearooms to talk about it?

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

Of course. I'll be waiting in the second floor tearoom.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[He'll be there, a bit nervous, a bit hopeful, but mostly sad.] Good afternoon.

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

[ Soubi was waiting for him to arrive, already having gathered together a tray of tea and setting it out accordingly for the two of them. ]

Hello. [ He was a bit friendlier in person than his posts on the network would lead one to believe. Not by leaps and bounds, but friendlier nevertheless. ] Have a seat.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

Thank you. [He sits down and drinks a bit of his tea.] I hope it isn't too much trouble?

And of course, if I can do anything for you in return, please tell me.

[wants-ur-ears.livejournal.com]

[ Soubi shrugged, pushing the sugar around the bottom of his own teacup with his spoon. It never seemed to dissolve correctly. That was always bothersome. ]

There's nothing I want or need. Think of it as you giving me something worthwhile to do. I'm getting sick of butterflies.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

...You have been here for a very long time.

[He puts his tea down but halts for a moment before moving on to look at Soubi.]

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

I can sketch... Although Soubi's better at painting.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

Soubi offered to help me, but... If you would do a little sketch in the feeling of the photo pictures that I had over there...

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

I'll try. Just bring them over if you want. I'm on the third floor, room three. It's a little redundant if Soubi's already painting for you, at least his will have color, but... What's this for, anyway?

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

I have nothing that I could show you... it is to preserve memories, mostly.

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's what you meant. Alright, just come over if you want me to give it a shot. I don't mind.

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

I will be ther ein about half an hour. Thank you.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Poland, looking adorable all bundled up in his winter clothes (complete with fur-trimmed cloak and deerskin gloves), goes out to look after the horses. Finding them gone, he follows their tracks until he spots Liet with them. He's nervous for a second, because he hasn't really talked to Liet about anything important since the event, but... they're married, so he doesn't need to hide from him or something, right?]

Hey~!

[Smiling, he hurries to catch up.]

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

[Turns around and spots Poland.] Hey!

[His face is mostly obscured by by his hood and scarf, but his eyes light up when he sees Poland, just because it is him and he seems happy. Handling the horses is much easier by two, too. And mroe fun.]

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Reaching Liet's side, Poland slips an arm out of his cloak just long enough to take one set of reins from him, then the other just long enough to take his now-freed hand.]

Gawd, it got like, super-cold really fast, didn't it?

[Leans up and kisses his ear lightly, his lips soft despite the chill and the wind. Someone's discovered chapstick!]

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

[He nods and closes his fingers around Poland's.]

It did.... I wonder if that is always the same in this place.[He really hopes that he won't get the chance to try it out.

And then what he just noticed registers:] ...your lips are really soft.

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Poland smiles brightly, pleased that Liet noticed (and also pleased that the wind and cold give him an excuse for the pink in his cheeks).]

Oh, yeah! I like... okay, so like, a long time ago, one of the girls from the future showed me some stuff that girls in her time used to look pretty or whatever, and like, it was kinda cool but I dunno, way too... you know? [What he is getting at is that modern make-up looked way too whorish for him.] Anyway, though, the stuff they used on their lips made them all soft, and I was like, ohmigod, could I get something that did that without making them all red and stuff? So I tried the closet, and I got this!

[He holds out a tube of generic lip balm.]

Like, want some?

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

I guess it's already to late for mine. [He laughs and shakes his head. It sounds like a good thing, but not really his. As long as his lips aren't bleeding, he's just fine.]

...One of the girls that left already?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

Mhmm. Did you like, know Angel?

[There's a little glimmer of mischief in Poland's eyes as an idea comes to him. He applies a little more of the lip balm to himself, then leans in and kisses Liet, getting it on his mouth as well.]

[watchful-knight.livejournal.com]

[Lithuania realizes after a few seconds what Poland is trying to do, but can't bring himself to mind. Using his free hand to lay it against the small of the other nation's back and steady them, he kisses back, melding their lips together.

When he pulls back, he shakes his head.] No, I don't think I ever met her. When was she here?

[reckless-eagle.livejournal.com]

[Smiles as he pulls away, pleased at having accomplished his little mission.]

Mm, I guess this was like, probably last spring? I totally haven't seen her around in a couple of months.