五 [Accidental Video]

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[The camera turns on as the device falls over a little, giving a rather interesting view of Japan, huddled in the corner of the room, papers all around him. Not just any papers-- art. They were drawn on. Filled with pictures.

Many strange pairings are scattered about in the pile. (Those are innocent, by the way. His drawings. Are not.) Not just those pictured, but obscure ones you can't even imagine. Have some Tohma/Suguru, Liz/Canada, Seifer/his gun (don't ask about that one). But, whatever you can imagine-- if Japan has spoken with you, you might be here. The more he's spoken with you, the more you seem to be included. Denmark, Tohma, and America.. I feel for you. His family.. should be used to this.

Japan doesn't seem to notice that his communicator fell over, and is smiling a little as he draws. He's not speaking to himself, but he does pause on the occasion to tap a pencil against his chin.

It's when he has just finished a nice picture of Denmark and Sweden that he notices the camera peering over his beautiful drawings. Immediately he reaches over, panic on his face, and shuts it off. MAYBE NO ONE SAW.]

(ooc: I find it necessary to be noted that while I was searching for pictures of pairings that would make the characters squirm, I found art that should never exist. Also, you need pixiv to view them all properly, sorry!)

Comments

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I'll look a way for a bit, so you can stow them all and pretend it never happened.

[ ... after a slight pause ]

Although the ones with America - what are they?

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[He does that. Thank you England for being reasonable kgl;dfsg]

Ah, these? [showing cutesy ones]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Right, those.

If my friend wanted to buy one hypothetically, how much would it cost for the lot?

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Mm, considering that we are in Discedo, exchanges can be made. ..I do like tea.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Any colour preference?

Hypothetically, again. My friend really isn't the sort to indulge in these kinds of activities.

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Green. Though, any is fine, considering where we are.

I understand, England-san. Hypothetically, I accept commissions in person or by letter, if someone were to slide it under the door...

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I-- he can do.

Could he request to have them sent over in inconspicuous brown packaging? He doesn't want the neighbours rooting through his mail.

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Of course, I could arrange that.

[Oh England. As if Japan doesn't know.]

1/2

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Brill. I'll probably bring the tea over myself; he's a bit shy and he doesn't like going out too often.

[ ... ] And that one with America hugging... the one with him hugging--

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

bugger.

The one drawing with America as a gangly adult, where he's hugging that bloke in green. I suppose he'll purchase that one as well.

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Perfect, England-san.

When should I expect you to bring the tea for your friend?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Whenever you have free time.

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I am free now, if you'd like.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

I'll just run by his place, pick up his payment and be on my way then.

Five minutes?

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That sounds perfect. I'll get that brown envelope.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ YOU KNOW THAT ESTIMATE OF FIVE MINUTES? MAKE THAT SIX as England kind of waffles in front of Japan's doorstep. Does he ring the doorbell? Does he leave the tea at the door? Does he turn back now and pretend all of this never happened? Decisions. After a bit more waffling, he knocks. Once, very softly, then after gathering his courage, he BANGS ON THAT GODDAMN DOORWAY ]

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[Japan opens the door. Like. Right after that loud knock.]

Hello, England-san.

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ RIGHT AS ENGLAND IS ABOUT TO KNOCK AGAIN. He kind of... stands there oddly with his hand raised, before turning it into a small wave for Japan. He also has a very cute tin of tea, wrapped with a red ribbon ]

Hullo, Japan.

[ & handing the tin over in a very. awkward fashion ]

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[Accepting the tin, and passing over a brown envelope.]

...

Is your friend in much of a hurry, or would you like to stay for a little while?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

[ sticking it some place safe, like a drug dealer. ]

I wouldn't want to impose, but I'm sure he can wait.

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[Japan just smiles and waves England in with a hand and a bow.]

How are you doing, England-san?

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

Never been better.

[ although judging by the tone of voice, that is a terrible lie. BUT COMING INTO JAPAN'S DOMICILE AND LOOKING AROUND ]

And you?

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I've been well.

[Also a lie, but a less important one. He's watching you carefully, because he knows exactly what you're going through with America. Again. Now, just, how to touch on that without being forward or rude..]

[mygodmyright.livejournal.com]

It's been an odd week, yeah?

[ ;w; they are both lying mcliars. And England's busy examining the various decorations in Japan's room, because this is an odd asian room ]

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[It's gotta be like little Asia in here. Anyway, Japan moves a hand to his mouth quietly before nodding.]

The entire time here has been odd...

I was not expecting the chip removal process to cause such situations, though.