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graveyard part 4
![]() You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin. At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over. Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless. On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead. |
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But the blows keep on raining and it doesn't look like Spain is winding down any time soon. And Prussia is the one responsible for the shooting, technically.
Hey, that's enough now. [She's seen that look in Isabel's eyes before, and really, really doesn't like it, so she tries to pull Spain back by the shoulders.] You want him to die again?!
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( He'll resist, still not finished with his beating.
You little bastard. You couldn't have at least tried to give him a headshot. Or a gone for the chest. No you had to kill him with a damned bullet in the shoulder. God, even Ada was able to get a lung. And now he's dead and screw you, even America would have been better than this.
Hey Prussia do you remember when you wondered if you need air in the afterlife??? Spain's going to try to find out right now. )
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What [grab] if Critter [pull] kills you for this [tuuuuuug] for real?!!
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Yeah, I... [How can he say "did the thing" without sending Spain off the handle?] didn't want to let you down. Charles almost talked me into that, I was a moron.
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Wish we had him on our side.
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( AHAHAHA. Spain's relationship with Charles may or may not be starting to resemble Spain's relationship with little Romano... )
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Poland sent him to me.
( This is the dorky Spain you all know and love. )
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That actually makes Poland roll over from his place on the couch just to look at Spain.]
What are you talking about.
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[PUFFS OUT CHEST PROUDLY!!]
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( Practically gushing. Ciel, if this keeps up, Spain's going to suggest joint custody.
Which basically means moving to Spain. )
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don't push your limits. THEY ARE FREE LIKE THE WIND]
He's cute, bright, and persevering! He gets his rough moments like a pup baring its fangs, but don't be fooled, he's definitely got a fierce bite as well!
[LITERALLY
vampire and all
and it's ok, gushing is perfectly fine, yes.]
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1/idk
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done...
ciel you loser
excuse you she is a fierce and proud mama henbear okok
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What is done is done, now. And if you want to keep the rest of your teeth you wouldn't want to badmouth the brat infront of Spain.
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Who's badmouthing Charles? All I'm hearing are compliments. As far as I'm concerned, every single one of that trio would have been welcome and eagerly traded for Naegi. What a pity he wasn't the werewolf, we could have gotten to Kirigiri much sooner and I wouldn't have had to put in all that effort to save Ukyo.
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His grip around Holden's neck stays strong and he shoots Prussia an annoyed glare. He isn't quite finished with Holden yet and he'll try to do as much as he can before ultimately letting go.
Once up, he dusts himself off and smiles at Prussia. For the most part, it appears normal-- casual, light, friendly, but cold. It'll take him a moment to go back to normal. )
That devil doesn't need a reason to do anything.
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[Spain was never reassuring like that, at least not her Spain back home, and she feels the chill anyway.]
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( Hissing.
En la mañana, en la mañana. Everything can always be done tomorrow. Except for the things Spain wanted to do tonight. )
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And don't you hiss at me, Antonio.
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This isn't about Poland.
( Slightly gentler but no warmer. )
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He knew it was cheating and he knew there were going to be consequences for it. ( And Spain's voice begins to crack just slightly. ) I'm sorry Poland misses his friend but at least Lithuania accomplished what he wanted to do.
( Confession: Spain's more upset over unfinished business than dying. )
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