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[ Muffled, savage shouts? Lots of banging? Yes, America is trapped by the Reavers in the dead of night. He's breathing harshly, and if you care to notice, his breathing have a wet sound to it. ]

So. Good news. Found what I came here for.

[ A rattling sound resounds close to the communicator; it's obviously a pill bottle being shaken. ]

Bad news... well. Yeah.

[ He coughs. A louder bang and shout resounds, which is closely followed by a gunshot. America laughs, full of his usual confidence but somehow hollow. Maybe even a little scared. ]

Somehow, I think it'll be worse if these guys get to me than when Mexico did. I've got five rounds left. Twelve out there. And no way I'm wasting a bullet or a pill on getting outta this the easy way! [ Shouted at the Reavers, but you guys can still get an earful. ]

...All-in-all, pretty good odds in my favor! Be back at Marshall in about an hour.

[ No. He won't. A louder bang, and three successive shots before the audio buzzes out. Ten minutes will go by before he replies to anything. ]

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[ SCREAMING AGAIN. And now trying to hit Danny on the head with the shovel. ]

But my people are at Marshall!

[ cough ]

...And my weapons. I'm awesome, but.

[ All he has is a spade. Not all that easy. ]

I think I'd be better for Marshall where I have proper weapons and back-up.

[well that reasoning was a bit better]

Ah.. right. I will try to instruct others to go there, then.

[Danny yelps and ducks back into the floor.]

[THAT SOUNDS BAD and Surge will be running over in the direction of Lander now.]

Just the shotgun from before, but I'm out of ammo. Don't worry, I've got my Pokemon with me!

Damn bastards are goin down

[a brief bout of silence, save for a hum of contemplation]

...Is why knives are better. More reliable.

America--!

W-What are you doing outside?!

[There's a pause as Russia seems to debate this response, though mostly he's hesitating for the sake of hesitating. He looks down at the dead Reavers, nudges one with his pipe.]

Nyet. Would be.. odd.. if only one was left alive, da? [He crouches down over one, and idly begins examining the dead Reaver's 'armor'.]

Blending in works better than standing out. Though feasting on Amerika's blood would bring much enjoyment to them!

[He smiles up at America as he proceeds to loot the Reaver's corpse.]

Already done the whole "eaten alive" thing. That's the second of my concerns.

[ A hand reaches up to tug his belt up higher. Yeah. YEAH. Nothing serious happened but A TAD TRAUMATIZED AND RIGHTLY PARANOID ABOUT WHAT REAVERS MIGHT DO.

He uses the same hand to wave his hand flippantly. ]

But as you can see, I can handle 'em!

[ And look, he's doing so well to keep his breathing even and not cough. ]

It was nice out earlier! There weren't cannibals everywhere!

Nevermind, where are you?!

[Russia... looks away, glances back down to the body he's 'looting'. He's a bit unsure how to respond to that. Yes, he's seen what the Reavers do. Or did. And it kind of.. well, hard to disturb the disturbed. The Red Army used to go around raping everyone ever and that was... well. Not as bad. Really, in the stretch of history, Russia's history is fucked up.

Still, his people never killed and wore those young girls as clothing.]

Of course.

[Though replying to what, exactly, he's not sure. His mind's already trying to contort what he's seen. Because he hates being upset, he hates being upset. And these Reavers.. are starting to upset him.

His smile returns, though it's a bit strained. Denial; it's not the Reavers, right now. It's America for making him think these things.]

Never be off guard, da? Surpises, hunt in packs. Like wolves, but taste of blood that never is quenched. Should do better to blend in, da?

[And he'll toss the human skin outfit that the Reaver is wearing at America's face.]

[ He doesn't even have the energy to be all COMMUNIST SISTERRRR ]

Also needs more up close fighting.

Is there anyone else there with ya?

Be careful with 'em! These things don't show any mercy on animals either. They seem just as interested in them.

[ That last line isn't without disgust. ]

At least shotgun'll work as a club. Pistol-whipping, though effect, ain't quite as good!

[ NOW HITTING THE FLOOR.

SO EFFECTIVE. ]

Only if there's actually someone here. I haven't seen anyone but these things, but they're not as interested in property damage as they are in grabbing a bite to eat.

Not yet, why?

[ BECAUSE YOU ARE IN DANGER WEE PETITE BABBY but he's actually smart enough not to say that. ]

So you won't be distracted while I keep talking to ya!

I WONT BE DISTRACTED IM READY FOR ANYTHING!

ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!

.... huh?

Apparently not. You said you were ready for anything.

What do rocks gotta do with that?

You gotta be ready for anything, even the Rolling Stones.

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