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FeliksPoland
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[2010-01-29 12:12:00 +0000 UTC]
"Like, that's so cool!"
(Poland)
# Statistics
Favourites: 89; Deviations: 5; Watchers: 76
Watching: 52; Pageviews: 5656; Comments Made: 375; Friends: 52
# Interests
Favorite movies: Like, I don't know.Tools of the Trade: Nothing 8D
Other Interests: Liet, painting, chess, Liet, Ponies, Wégry, myself, Liet, 8D
# About me
I see y o u r face with every punch I take,
and every bone I b r e a k, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
Still I will a l w a y s fight on for you.
Like, woah. You want to know about me? Well, fine then! I'm Feliks Łukasiewicz~ Feliks for luckyyy~ Ah, anyway. I'm, like, mostly called Poland, to the country I represent. This in different kind of languages too. That dupek Rosja mostly calls me Polsha. which I totally hate, the ass... Anyway, some call me Feli too, and occasionally; very rarely, some call me phoenix. But that's because i'm totally awesome!!!
Rzeczpospolita Polska, Republic of Poland. Aaah, my beautiful home. My beautiful people. You, like, totally would love it here~! We're people that will, like, never give up or back down! Many people have tried to beat us down but we, like, totally rose back up out of the ashes, no matter what! We are POLAND <3
Like, long ago when Rosja still owned me (okay that totally wasn't long ago but still) he gave my birthdate as July 22 to celebrate my, like, becoming one with him.... But that's totally not right! My TRUE birthdate is November the 11th! So, you should totally remember that! And give me, like, a lot of presents when it's my birthday!
Woah, wait what...? You're, like, asking me to tell you what my age is? Woah, I totally don't know. It's been LONG ago. VERY LONG. So, like, what should I say? It's over thousand of years! So uh, let's, like, tell you the thing that's painfully obvious~! I appear as a teen around the 19, does that satisfy you~?
Dude, I know I totally love crossdressing so now and then and I, like, love gossiping with Wégry and the others and I, like, talk in a valley girl accent (or so they say) but i'm totally 100 % a boy.
Ahaha~~ Should I, like, tell you?~ Aha, like, fine then. I fall for the guys, girls are.... Well, like, friends to me. Never really saw them as more. (Besides that i'm totally head over heels in love with someone... )
Poland has shoulder - length light - blonde hair and limegreen eyes which seem to pierce through you when he's either up to something or royally pissed off (which doesn't happen a lot). He mostly wears a green uniform with a matching cap and tan boots. He also wears a capelet over his jacket, reminding him of younger days as he sometimes muses to himself.
Poland is a very strong person who will not go out without a fight and will always keep rising up from the ashes whenever he is beat down which makes some describe him as a phoenix. He dislikes being taken over or invaded quite some and is wary of Russia a lot of times since the male was the cause of quite some things back in the days. Despite being a strong person, he can act like a complete idiot too, causing him to be quite dense to quite some things such as the second world war when France and England tried convincing him to make preparations. (However the attack of Russia and Germany on him made him think more of things and not taking war too lightly anymore, still remembering that awful day when Germany attacked).
Poland is much like a girl, he loves crossdressing and gossiping like any other girl and speaks in a valley girl accent. Like, totally oh my god. To the max. He also tends to be a bit silly, doing things such as painting his house in weird colors every now and then, such as pink. He adores ponies and can be quite a 'blonde' at moments, such as that one time he didn't knew a lightbulb could be turned in by just turning your hand around. (He thought he could only do it with Liet turning the table around with him on it). He loves having sleep overs with people he is used to and trusts.
Even though he´s incredibly loud, annoying and clingy with people he knows, he can be incredibly shy around people he does not know, mostly hiding behind someone he does know and being anxious and quiet around the one he does not know until he has known him better. And when he does know the person well enough? It's back to his loud annoying personality, bothering everyone and being a blonde.
However no matter how annoying and selfish he can be, he does care a lot for his friends such as Liet and Italy. And he will openly defend them, even if it's against someone such as Russia, whom he shows no fear off. He can be quite determined and childish, oftentimes throwing tantrums if things don't go his way.
Woah, you, like, want me to write down my history?! Aaaah, Liiiiet, Liet help out! I'm totally not in the mood to write down so much information...! Awww.. Come on Liet, you're, like, good in that! you're more the nerdy type! I totally don't like all this-- Aw, fine... I'll, like, just put down things that I can remember....
So, like, back in the days.... I had siblings. Totally! They passed on after a while, though. Emerged with me and stuff. So yeah, they're gone... I also was, like, partitioned quite a few times, the stupid dupek Russia did it so many times he claims it as a 'hobby'. Tch. Anyway, i've taken care of Prussia back in the days too, like, totally! But he was starting to ask too much of me and claimed that wherever he put down a castle, that was HIS property. So we, like, fought a lot against him.
Oh yes, we... you wonder about that, right? Well, I, like, totally was a super nation together with Liet! Or Lithuania as he's called! In any case, we were totally powerful and stuff! I even owned Belarus and Ukraine one time! And we took Moscow from Russia! Ofcourse, he beat me up for that and partitioned me... From that time things were uh... kind of bad, But I, like, totally rose back up and claimed dependence again! Sadly, Liet and I didn't reunite anymore..
I'm, like, also very good friends with Hungary! Back in the days, I, like, helped her out a lot! When she wanted to rip herself free from Austria, I totally helped her out even though it was quite a bad time for her... She also, like, helped me out a lot... But anyway, those are other things! Aah, Liet can't you, like, do this. It's sooo boring...
Haaah.. So anyway, like, bad times broke for me when World War II came... But, like, I hate talking about Russia's betrayal and the pact Germany and Russia made behind my back. It was so uncool of them... The dupeks... Ofcourse, Germany was like, totally brainwashed by his boss but Russia enjoyed this all. The.. ERGH. I hated living under those two, they, liked, tormented me a lot... You can't believe my relief when I was independent again. It's, like, the best thing ever!
So uh, like.. What the hell more do you want to know? You should totally grab a history book if you wanna know more! Or, like, google it up! Or Wikipedia, I heard that, like, has a lot of my history too... AH! LIET! WAAAIT!! *runs off*
# Comments
Comments: 307
(Surpriiiiiisssee..... our own little version of the PolishRusso war .3."
I thought it would be more interesting than a usual "Hi. Hello. How are you/have you been? Fine. Thats good. Yea...go away. Fine." sort of deal
I'm not going to linger on fighting for too long, but if you prefer another role-play I can come up with another one xD )
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(( That's awesome! XD <33
I never would've thought of that! ))
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Thank ya ^^
By the way.. this is honestly my first time role-playing Felicja and Anya... so excuse me if i fail at fem!Poland
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I like the way you play her~!! <333
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Hey I'm just wondering.. c:
You see.. I'm part of this one hetalia role-play forum, and on it, everyone role-plays in detailed paragraphs. The things I've posted on my DA actually come from copied and pasted replies from me and other people. The plots are incredible, and the people are amazing.. I love them to death.. x3
We're planning a Gakuen prom on a world meeting [because we just finished our last theme - a major Gakuen role-play] and are thinking of having a Pirate role-play as our next main theme. (There are many other role-plays available, but the 'main' one is the one everyone can join in.) The forum's sort of been dead due to work, school, and other RL stuff, but things are quickly picking back up, there's this one 2P role-play starting... everyone's exited for it.
You want to join? C:
You're allowed one 'main' cannon character, one gender-bent cannon, and three OCs.
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It... Sounds interesting enough to look over...
May I have a link? :3
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The sound of bullets slicing and screaming through thick air rang out in a demented chorus in an evening of 1918.
Smoke, dust, and the stench of blood hung heavily in the surroundings as soldiers of both the Red and Polish army scattered about, each locked in either a fatal hand-to-hand combat, or picking out soldiers from the opposing army with firearms.
Russia’s army pushed into Polish lands on order of Ivan’s new crazed boss, Lenin, who wished to re-capture Poland as well as the surrounding countries in order to reclaim them as Russian states.
Neither Ivan, nor the female personification Anya were anywhere in sight. It was uncertain if the Russian personifications wished to engage in such a useless battle…. But they had to do what they were ordered. They knew the countries, especially Poland, will refuse to go down without a fight….
Lenin, however, was too bent on power to care about the welfare of the Russians and his people.
Felicja slapped a hand to her twin brother’s shoulder and dropped to the ground behind an indent in a hill, pushing Feliks down as well and avoiding a stream of bullets from the Soviet army. As she fell, Poland felt her hand smack right down into something with quite an unpleasant feel. The Polish female turned her head and cast a glance over, and made a disgusted face and raising her hand from the puddle of sooty mud.
“….Ew….” The Blond muttered with that disgusted pouting face, staring at her blackened palm. Felicja reluctantly wiped her perfectly manicured hand on her pants, disgruntled at the fact that she must dirty her already-soiled outfit.
Hey… good thing she wore things that can get dirty. She can wash up when they get back home.
“Feliks….” Felicja whined irritably, turning and leaning her back against the hill. The Polish female inched up the hill on her back before peeking over the top at the Red Army. She rose the hand gun grasped between both hands and took out several Russian soldiers before sliding back down to safety.
“Why does Russhit have to be such an ass…”
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A gasp slipped over the blond's lips as he fell down; being pulled to safety by his twin sister and hitting the ground with a splash. No second later, he heard the sound of bullets rush over the spot where they had stood not too long ago. "Rosja, dupek..!" he uttered underneath his breath; wrinkling his nose for a second before shooting a glance towards Felicja to see if she was okay or not, a light frown gracing his face.
"We'll like, take a long bath when we get home, sister." he finally told her, giving a faint smile before dipping his head back a bit; listening to the sounds around them for a second longer and narrowing his eyes to small slits of green.
It hadn't been too long since Feliks was a country again. His own person, he had pulled back up to strength. And then Ivan had decided he would have none of it. Well, okay. Russia had decided it. But no doubt, Ivan would enjoy it. The two of them just couldn't get along after all the shit they had pulled through in the past.
He didn't know whether the Russian man was on the battlefield or not, and frankly right now he didn't care too much. He was too focused on trying to stay alive and make sure his people would not suffer too much under this all...
The Pole blinked when he heard Felicja's voice; making him turn a bit towards her before giving a light sigh. "I know, Felicja, I know." he told her, watching as she took out some Russian soldiers. He remained still for a little while longer before he suddenly darted up too, taking aim at the soldiers on the other side and finally pulling the trigger, taking out some of the men that had been too unfortunate.
When a bullet managed to graze over his shoulder, he jolted back a bit before quickly sliding back down to the ground; putting a hand to his shoulder for a second and taking in a deep breath. Right. He would totally kick Russia's ass out of this country, there was no way he was going to put up with this from the large man.
"Because he's a Russhit."
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[dat reply = bad ass]
"Exactly.." Felicja closed her eyes with a small growling 'tch' sound as Feliks rose to take out more soldiers, trying to see if she could forming a different battle plan in her mind. A sudden flash of pain shot through the top of her shoulder, jolting her back into reality with a sharp gasp.
"What the..?!" The Pol clapped her hand to her shoulder, yet upon finding no blood or wound of any kind, she shifted her startled attention to her brother.
Bright green eyes widened slightly as she noticed the blood trickling down the other's Polish uniform. Since they each were the personification of the same country, what ever physical pain one twin felt, the other felt as well.
"Oh my God, really?" A worried expression pushed it's way across Felicja's features as she pushed herself off the ground to examine the other blond's shoulder.
The temperature seemed to be dropping... dropping until it was enough to raise chills over one's flesh....
But the Pol didn't notice the change in temperature at the moment... she muttered a Polish curse under her breath as she pushed the slitted shoulder cloth of the uniform apart slightly, baring the wound; she was somewhat relieved to find it was only a graze. It was just now she noticed the sudden drop in temperature. She was sick of the Russians... she was cold and dirty... all she wanted to do now was beat the Russians out of Polish lands and go home.
A man clad in Soviet uniform sprang suddenly over the top of the hill with a startling shout, slashing down with with his combat blade in mid-air. The razor-like blade sliced through shallow flesh of Felicja's inner arm as she instincivly drew a blade of her own and shoved it upwards, sinking it into the Russian's gut before he hit the ground.
The Soviet let out a pained gasp and toppled into the ground behind the Polish, doubled over in agony.
"Alright..." She muttered, ignoring the blood trickling down her arm for the moment. "I had enough of this shit..."
Felicja suddenly stood up from where she was, raising her gun and aiming at the Red Army when....
Her breath caught in her throat.
Two tall figures clad in Soviet military uniform were strolling almost casually amid the chaos of the battle field. Their silvery platnum hair was glimmering like metallic snow under a dark fur cap that rested on each of the figure's heads, The male's choppy-cut bangs hung over unmistakable amethyst irises that both the male and female shared.
Ivan and Anya Braginski strode on between the mass fighting individuals in perfectly matching strides, each posessing a Russian handgun; Anya held her blood-splattered shovel in on hand, while Ivan posessed his signature steel waterpipe. Small, innocent smiles were etched across their features... however, they seemed tired... irritated, even.
Several Polish soldiers broke free from their quarreling with their human Soviet opponents and sprang at the Russian personifications with a shout. However, both Anya and Ivan rose their hand guns at the same time and met the oncoming force with bullets of their own.
A Polish soldier sprang off a small boulder and launched himself bravely at Ivan. The Russian bent his torso down, ducking the oncoming blow of a sabor to the head, resulting in the Pol missing aim and rolling off the Russian's back. Before the unfortunate man hit the ground, however, Ivan snatched him back toward his own form. In just a few short, fluid movements, Ivan coiled one arm around the soldier's shoulders and cupped a hand under his chin, before flinging the hand with the chin up to the side; snapping the man's neck immediately.
The Russian let the twitching body fall to the ground and stepped over it, this time raising his eyes and scanning the area like an amethyst radar.
Several aggressive Polish fighters took advantage of Ivan's lack of attention to them and charged. Anya stepped between the Polish and her twin and swung her shovel down over the offenders; sickening snaps followed by wet screams rang out as the heavy metal cracked through skulls. The Russian woman rose her hand gun and took out several other attackers as the Russian walked on.
While Anya was busy taking met out, Ivan didn't seem to pay much attention to them; he was serching the battle field, no doubt for the Polish personifications. He was ordered to capture the two alive... yet whether that task was possible or not, he had yet to figure out....
"Come out, come out, where ever you are..." The Russian mused lightly almost to himself, a soft smile gracing his pale, yetdirt-and-blood splattered features.
The Nazi forces hadn't shown up yet to aid the Russians as Ludwig promised.
It had shaken the European nations when word leaked out that Russia secretly signed a mutual non-aggression pact with Nazy Germany. However, Ivan had a personal grudge he needed to settle with Ludwig;
He didn't need Ludwig's help to take over Poland.
He had no intention of peace with those damn Germans...
Ivan knew the Polish personifications were near... he could feel it. Besides... how good of a country would they be if they left their army to die alone in the Soviet clutches?
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(( Thank youu... >u< Your replies are so long, i'm sorry if I don't meet them! @w@ ))
"Fuck... I won't let that Russian bastard do this. Not a second time." growled Feliks; shifting a bit on the ground before shooting his sister a forced grin when she had made her way towards him and checked on the wound on his shoulder. "Like, don't worry sis. Only a scratch... It stings but that's all. We've both had worse." he stated before narrowing his eyes and tipping his head back a bit, listening to the bloodshed all around them.
He didn't like this... Knowing his people were in pain. They were dying, they were wounded. And no matter how hard he fought, he couldn't protect them all. That thought alone made his stomach churn... They didn't deserve this, not so soon after the freedom...
"It's getting colder..." Feliks slowly stated, narrowing his piercing green eyes. That didn't bode well for them... The cold was paired with Russia... Were the two personifications of the country closeby...? "Hm... I totally need a warm bath after this is done..." he sulked lightly before turning quickly when a Soviet had harmed his sister, making him jump up to his feet and shoot the man through the head before watching his sister.
"That makes two, sis. That makes two." the Pole snarled, baring his teeth for a second before looking up and aiming at the Red Army, ready to shoot whomever he would set his sights on. His body was aching, his arm was stinging now too. Enough was enough already.
Though when he saw the familiar sight of Anya and Ivan, he lowered his gun just a little bit, a defiant look coming on his face.
So they had been closeby after all..
"Nie walcz z nim!" he called out to the Polish soldiers who jumped at the two dangerous people, making him flinch once before baring his teeth in a light snarl. No... No, his people...!
He leaned against a broken wall for a second, closing his eyes before looking over at his twin with a worried glint in his eyes. He couldn't let her get harmed... Not by them. "Felicja..." he slowly spoke up, a light frown gracing his face. "Get out of here. Join the fight at some other place. I'll deal with him. " he growled, holding onto his gun before shooting Felicja a light smile.
"Like, what's this Rosja?~ You dupek, you look worse for the wear~! Did you stumble on too much than you thought you would have to handle?" he purred; tipping his head a bit to glance past the broken wall, taking aim at the Russian before finally pulling the trigger.
"My people won't fall so easily. And definitely not for you."
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(nonono you're fine~ It's not about the length, really... but about the quallity. I've been role-playing since 2006, so it's sort of a force of habit to write long o.e)
Felicja shot Feliks an irritated glare as he told her to join somewhere else. She opened her mouth, about to snap a retort about how she was just as much Poland as he was when --
Her peircing green eyes rose at sudden movements.
Both the Russian and her beloved Polish people were scattered and out of rank. But wait...
Her eyes narrowed as she saw several members of the Red Army finishing off their Polish soldiers they were fighting, and forming a shielding, moving rank around Russia as the personifications moved. The forming mass of Russians were slowly but surely starting to push the Polish back.
Neither Ivan nor Anya shouted any order to the soldiers; they were either well-trained men, or they knew being near their Motherland's personification would keep them safe.
And safe they were...
The Pole growled softly unter her breath, mentally cursing herself for not thinking of that sooner. Felicja backed behind the broken wall and shot Feliks a grim glance.
"....Like, be careful, will you?"
She smirked at her brother's insults toward Ivan and took off running the oppisite direction where more fighting continued.
"Żołnierze Polski .. łączcie się!"* Felicja shouted on the top of her lungs as she ran toward the clashing soldiers, bringing down a Russian soldier with nearly every shot she fired. On her order, the fighting Polish soldiers began to slowly edge their way to the center of the area opposite from the forming Russian ranks. Felicja was copying the Russian's tactics of mass formation, yet Soviets had a head start.
Meanwhile, Ivan couldn't help but give a satisfied glint in his eyes at the smart formation of his people. The Russian's stride was still as steady as before, shooting down or crushing with his pipe the soldiers of the opposing force in his path.
'Nie walcz z nim!'
Ivan's eyes snapped up at the shout; he heard a shot ring out...
"Brat!"** Anya shouted, throwing her shovel in front of her twin; Feliks' bullet hit the thick metal of the shovel with a loud 'ping' instead of embedding itself into Ivan's chest. Ivan blinked at the sudden attack. The Russian gave an irritated 'hmn'-like sound.
"Funny..." He thought to himself bluntly. "Real funny..."
Ivan shouted a few words in a perfect string of Russian, and several things happened at once;
The Soviets on the front lines of the rank dropped down on one knee and open fired at the wall behind which Feliks was hiding.
While the USSR bullets smashed mercilessly into the wall and causing a distraction, the growing mass of Russians split in half; one half staying and continuing the open fire while the other half followed Anya and began flanking the right side of the Polish force.
"There you are..." Ivan mused in an eerily cheery voice, raising his hand gun and taking aim at the wall. A bullet from the Russian's gun whizzed through the air and shattered through a soft spot in the wall, dangerously close to the Pol. The bullet left a small, yet cracked hole in the wall and dropped harmlessly to the ground on the other side.
Ivan's forces began inching forward toward the broken stronghold, not ceasing their fire as they advanced.
"a'I don't have time for games, Feliks..." Ivan's voice rose above the chaos. Odd... one could just hear that damned wry smile in his voice alone.
"and a'I doubt you do too..."
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*Żołnierze Polski .. łączcie się = "Soldiers of Poland... unite!"
**Brat = Brother
-le note- by the way.. I type the Russian accent.. if you are having a hard time reading or something, I'll be happy to type normally
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Thank you for the watch~
I must admit, your portrayal of Poland is very impressive. Care to role-play sometime?
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(( With pleasure!
And I would love to~~ ))
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Yay
Now, out of mild curiosity, you want me to role-play Russia (My signature character)alone, or role-play a character or two other than Russia... since Feliks and Ivan don't exactly get along well together.. x3
I've been messing around a bit and testing fem!Poland RP... so I might be able to throw in Felicja if you want.
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(( I'll leave that up to you XD
I will go along with whatever will be rolled at me. ;3 ))
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Hmn... I think I have a pretty good idea theme / plotwise...
I'm too busy with trying to catch up with schoolwork to reply at the moment, but I'm not ignoring you..
expect a reply soon
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(( Alright~~ Looking forwards to it! ))
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"Hello sir." The devil girl smiled. "I'm Damage the succubus."
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((Poland
You so beautiful ;u;
\\Pets account ))
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(( Like, wow totally thank you~!
*pats head* ))
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(( ;u;~ \\Petted ))
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"Salut, Poland~"
She smiled. "I, like, totally love your hair. Didj'a get it cut or something?"
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"Happy valentines day POwlska~!" The baby port waved and handed him chocolates the size of her hands.
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Like, how are you doing?~
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I'm d-doing pretty well. How are you?
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Like, totally good now I see you~!
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Yeah, it's b-been a while since we've s-seen each other, hasn't it?
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What've you been up to?
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"Szia, Poland!" Eli called out cheerily, beaming widely at the sight of her old friend. She had been going on a walk and had noticed the man while taking an unusual route.
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The polish man turned, blinking once before grinning brightly at the sight of his good friend; Hungary. "Like, woah Eliza~~!" he called out, turning away from the direction he had been going at and happily strolling over to the girl, waving in the air once.
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She grinned, "It's been a while, friend. I thought I'd say hello!"
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"That's totally awesome of you, Wegry~!" the pole stated with a grin, pulling the other in a hug. "And like, how have you been?~ Is the Prusy still bothering you? You can totally hit him with a frying pan."
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She chuckled, "Oh Prussia, he's just a pain in the ass nowadays. I'll hit him with a pan when I need to."
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"L-labas Polskaa!" the tiny lithuanian port said loudly.
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"Cześć~!!" the Pole called out, putting up a hand and waving over at the small Lithuanian port.
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She ran up to him smiling. "Hewwo Polska~!" She said pulling his arm.
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Feliks gave a wide grin, picking up the little kid and throwing her up once before catching her. "Like, how are you?~ Is Liet doing fine?~"
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"Ahahh!" She squealed when she was thrown in the air, when she landed in his arms Julija smiled. "How did ya know I'm Wiet's (liets)?"
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"I'd totally know which cities and such are Liet's. I'm like, magical that way." he teased halfly, pursing his lips a tiny bit before grinning and putting her on the ground.
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She sat on the ground when she was sat down and clapped her hands. "Yay!" Not realizing it was probably her looks that gave it away.
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"So, like how are you?" the Pole questioned with a cheery smile, squatting down to look at the little port.
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