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( video ) America: Greet the new arrival to the embassy

[ America pops up, all smiles as usual. The camera shakes a bit as he moves up the stairs to his apartment. ]

Yeesh, usually I check in more than this, but you know how it goes: busy taking down vicious beasts, throwing birthday parties, saving the city, the usual! Ah, hold on...

[ He fumbles in his pocket for a key, opening his door... ]

So earlier I had this really good idea for-!

[ This is promptly cut off by a scream. It is the scream of someone who is now witnessing their precious pet dog(dragonwolfmonsterhellbeast) being eviscerated and eaten. Actually, here, have a quick view of the scene while America presses himself against the wall: ...why, it's only Nepeta enjoying a meal consisting of monster meat! What's so terrible about that?

Fucking everything, damn it. That blood splatter on the floor was his pet. How would you feel if someone ate your dog? Not too hot. Even if the creature eating your pet happens to be a cute little troll girl who, at the moment, looks a bit like a pet who just got caught doing something they shouldn't. The irony of this situation continues to mount. ]

PUPPY, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! OHMYGOD IT'S EATING MY DOG!

[ Cue more incoherent screaming as he grapples for his shotgun. Amidst his struggling, the communicator switches off.

If you are in Marshall, you can probably hear his screaming. ]

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Thanks a ton, Tatsumi. I'll be there soon!

[Tatsumi makes is way home, keeping an eye out for his new best buddy ever]

[ BUDDIESSSSSS I will totally tag the log soon.

Anyway, America's entrance this time isn't exactly akin to sprinting like a bat outta hell, or some similar analogy. It's more of a shuffle that would be slower if it wasn't goddamn winter. Somehow he cares a little less about the cold.

Finally he makes it to Latimir, bundled up and looking kinda. Not good. But he's America so he manages a smile! It's a weak one but hey he's had a rough night. ]

Hey.

Ya!

[Tatsumi raises a hand to greet the country. Closing the space between them he scoops America up into a hug, knowing he probably needs one right now. Losing pets sucks, even if it was pretty amusing... to Tatsumi.]

Lets go inside. It's real warm in there. We can just chill. I got some snacks and stuff!

[ Hugging right back in the bestest best hug he can manage. This time his smile is a little brighter. ]

Sounds good to me! Hey, I actually haven't been in Latimir in a while. This'll be cool.

Ya?

[He heads inside, holding the door open and then leading America over to room 108]

I've only been to the one other place, some kid needed help carrying books to the high school.

[The room isn't big, just an efficiency. He shares it with Toku, who's hamsters are across the room.]

What you feel like? I got some pretzels!

You're new, ya haven't been around for one of my big Marshall lobby parties! ...Actually I only had that Wild West one and that's kinda a long story. Anyway.

[ America looks pleased anyway. Let's face it, the dude spends half his time in the back of a VW van back home. Tatsumi's apartment may not have shag carpeting but at least it has a toilet and doesn't reek.

He'll just make himself right at home and sit on the first piece of furniture he finds. ]

I'm good for anything! Pretzels are awesome!

[ He will eat nearly anything. ]

Ya? If I live here could I still come to it?

[The Werepire brings over the bag of pretzels he found earlier and a OMFG is that rootbeer?! Holy hell, yes it is. He sets it next to America and winks]

I was saving this for ya. It's thanks for the jerky!

Edited 2011-01-19 09:49 (UTC)

Sure! I'll let ya know when the next big bash is!

[ I have no idea if that's inviting him to the lobby or parties or what. TAKE IT HOWEVER YOU WANT.

And.

And oh my god.

Root beer.

ROOT BEER THE LAST OF HIS ROOT BEER WENT TO DENMARK WHEN HE WAS A CORPSE.

...ROOT BEER IS THE DRINK OF DEATH BUT WHO CARES IT IS DELICIOUS. America could kiss you, Tatsumi. He still might. In the mean time he's just going to look like you just handed him a freaking award. ]

This... oh man. Thanks! OH MAN ROOT BEER!

Edited 2011-01-19 09:57 (UTC)

[Just as he thought. America's reaction makes Tatsumi smile more before pulling a chair over to sit closer]

Ya! I was gonna save it for maybe another date or something but you seem like ya need it now.

[He wraps his hand around the top of his own root beer bottle, popping the metal cap off with his bare hands. It stung a little but nothing worth thinking about. After all, this is a guy who'll end up getting shot 100 times, run over, smash through a wind shield, and then pushed off a cliff and still get up and keep moving. Pain Tolerance = out of this world]

Edited 2011-01-19 10:18 (UTC)

Hanging out is just as good as an "official" date!

[ America does the same in kind. ...He's just super strong okay. I don't know much about America's pain tolerance but I sometimes wonder how he's affected by all the atom bombs on the Nevada Test site. I bet he watches with popcorn and goes "AHAHAHA I AM THE HEGEMON." ]

[FDjngjangt HAHA Oh got the atom bombs. God Bless You, America! I'd like to see you open root beer with atom bombs. :|]

Ha ha! I guess it is.

[he goes to hold his bottle up in a "CHEERS!" motion but then remembers he has actual alcohol too.]

I also have some of that nasty alcohol stuff Shinjiro has. He gave me some as payment. It's not worth the trouble to drink that stuff alone.

Edited 2011-01-20 01:28 (UTC)

[ He would gladly accept that challenge! ]

I'm up for booze, even the nasty stuff.

[ He may lose drinking games to Denmark but DAMN IT HE CAN AT LEAST HOLD HIS LIQUOR FOR THIS OCCASION. ]

Ha ha! That's the spirit!

[He gets up but doesn't go far, since the kitchen is right behind them. he pulls out a bottle or two from the freezer... which is really just full of snow to keep things cold. Tatsumi sets about five screw-top bottles down on the table.]

Takes the chill off too! I don't get as drunk as I used to, though... but who knows with this place, ya?

[After all, he did get a little buzzed for the new year. Normally, he could drink and drink and feel nothing. It was all the chip's doing but in this case, he was rather happy he was chipped. Now, if only it made the alcohol taste better.]

[ New Years with America at Discedo is notorious for events that lead to some reenacting of The Hangover. OH IF ONLY HE'D KNOWN TATSUMI THEN. ]

Hah! Kinda the opposite for me. I usually only drink a lot on New Years, but now Denmark invites me to do drinking games and man, you just can't out-drink a viking. It's basically impossible.

[ He chuckles. ]

Plus back home I've got wayyyy better stuff than even good alcohol.

[ America decides to be a pansy and use his root beer as a chaser. Bluh. The dark water booze warrants it. ]

[YES! If only- then New Years may not have been so awkward for him... or maybe it would have been more so BUT AT LEAST MORE FUN TOO!]

Not sure what to think of that guy. He seems cool but I get the feeling he doesn't trust me... though, I'd like to try and out drink him sometime!

Ya? What kind of stuff you got?

[That's not being a pansy. Any other way would be a waste and insult to the root beer!]

Denmark's weird. Sometimes I think he's like me, other times I'm like "what the heck are ya doing, NATO buddy." Doesn't help that he's from the war. It's probably 'cause you're Japanese.

[ That makes sense, obviously. I actually don't know if America knows Tatsumi's nationality but he's presuming from the name. ]

All the drugs. All of them. And they're awesome. Pick the right stuff and ya can really free your mind.

[ Ohgod don't let him start his hippie rambling. AND YAY HE'S NOT A PANSY ;w;! ]

From... the war? Which war?

Ya, I've lived in Japan for a while, I guess that makes me Japanese now, huh?

[He chuckles]

But you're in a new world. Have you found anything here to try?

[Yes, he isn't going to discourage your silly obsession with hippie drugs, America. He just finds it amusing.]

Ah, right... World War II. I'm pretty sure he said it was 1943. I know it was after Germany got to him. So that might be why he's a little bitter.

[ America doesn't really like to think about that and it wouldn't improve his mood much, so he'll just focus on the drug thing. ]

Yup! I had some morphine a while back and some mystery pill on New Years! But good stuff is hard to come by. Nothing natural, that's for sure, and no acid, no amphetamines, no nitrous, no Ketamine, nothing, then half the pills I do find are in some other language I don't know and the last thing I need is to end up swallowing, like, estrogen or something. The search continues.

[ He seriously needs an intervention. ]

[Well, that's convenient for Tatsumi. He doesn't have to explain the REAL reason why. he drops the topic and listens to America go on about drugs. ]

That's pretty cool! At least ya founds some stuff, ya?

Can't say I've had even half of what you just listed. Not that I wouldn't want to try it sometime, but I'll leave that to you. Ha ha!

[Don't expect Tatsumi to do that! This is a guy who loves killing and torture, not to mention sucking people's blood just because he CAN!]

If I find anything, I'll be sure to give it to ya.

[After all, maybe that was what was fueling his energy. Tatsumi takes a sip of darkness beer and makes a face. Damn that stuff is bad.]

I know this place is a bit trashed and stuff but does the beer really have to taste this bad?

Edited 2011-01-21 06:18 (UTC)

And I'll be sure to share whatever stash I can find!

[ Then again, if Tatsumi drinks America's blood, the result would probably be a cornucopia of hallucinations.

America takes a swig of the dark beer, smacks his face in disgust, then uses the root beer as a chaser. ]

No kidding. I'm just glad we've got this. [ holds up the root beer. ] Can't tell if this is worse than Red Eye or not.

...Well, booze is booze.

[ rinse and repeat the above actions. ]

[Don't temp me to make him Bite America in this lg, because so be it I lack restraints.... being an American and all.

Tatsumi raises an eyebrow at America.]

Red Eye?

[He takes another swig before chasing his down]

[ AS AN AMERICAN WITH NO RESTRAINTS I SAY GO FOR IT. Get him drunk enough and all Tatsumi would have to do is ask. If the various vamp shows are anything to go by, America wouldn't mind. ]

Used to call it Coffin Varnish and Tarantula Juice and the like. Homemade whiskey I used to drink in the Wild West, if ya could call it whiskey. It was more like raw alcohol, burnt sugar, and tobacco all mixed together. It literally tastes like hellfire.

[ Drink and chase. It gets easier the more he drinks. And believe me, he's taking big gulps. THE SOONER HE'S DRUNK THE SOONER HE DOESN'T CARE IT TASTES AWFUL. ]

Literally.

[Tatsumi chuckles at the nicknames]

Don't tell me ya went to hell for drinking it! Or perhaps for making it?

[He takes another round himself and some pretzels. The werewolf leaves one in teeth, not eating it but nibbling on it]

I mean, how else would you know what hellfire tastes like?

[ Here is where I could insert some tragic imagery about America breathing in the ashes of charred human beings during wartime, but the thought is simply too depressing for his current state of mind, no matter how much Tatsumi would probably appreciate hearing about his trauma. Plus it's Hetalia and this is a night dedicated to silliness.

Instead he takes another swig and grins cheekily. ]

I'm approximating! I'm guessing it's something like atomic ash mixed with syphilis. But I thought "it tastes like we're drinking syphilis" just didn't have the same sorta ring to it.

[ it's like a mouthful of Nevada. ]

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[Action!!!] If he didn't eat anything, I'd be rather worried.

[Action!!!] It takes more than horrific carnage to suppress his appetite!

[Action!!!] That's reassuring!

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[Action!!!] You could always adopt Tatsumi as your new puppy, America! *shot*

[Action!!!] Well he IS a deadly beast... IT COULD WORK. SORTA.

[Action!!!] HES A MONSTER! BEAUTIFUL MONSTER~ *inserts many other song lyrics*

[Action!!!] all I can hear is the Addams Family theme song.

[Action!!!] LMAO *hides from Hippie America*

[Action!!!] THERE'S NO ESCAPE.

[Action!!!] If Tatsumi sucks America's blood, will he get really freaking high?

[Action!!!] ALL SORTS OF HIGH.

[Action!!!] YEEESSSSSSSSSSS!

[Action!!!] it's inevitable. this is the second time I'm saying this tonight but IT'S TRUE.

[Action!!!] THIRD TIME IS THE CHAAARM!

[Action!!!] in that case ~*~it's inevitable~*~

[Action!!!] You could always adopt Tatsumi as your new puppy, America! shot

[Action!!!] HES A MONSTER! BEAUTIFUL MONSTER~ inserts many other song lyrics

[Action!!!] LMAO hides from Hippie America

[Action!!!] in that case ~~it's inevitable~~