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totallygay) wrote2011-02-15 12:15 pm
totallygay) wrote2011-02-15 12:15 pm
Seventh Killing Spirit 〰 [Accidental Video]
[A nice clean living room is broadcasting, showing a couch and a coffee table, and the edge of a TV. Upon the Coffee table is a gathering of legos and a somewhat elaborate diorama of an ocean and lands of some sort as well as a toy horse. There are a few clothes hanging by the window to dry, despite it not being open. It's too cold for that. The bizarre thing about all of this might not be noticeable to just anyone, but those who know him or have been in his apartment may recognize the clothes hanging up belong to America.
That's right. This clean apartment is America's.
Scared yet?
Don't worry. The world hasn't ended. You've not been drugged and you're not hallucinating.
There is the sound of footsteps for a moment before Tatsumi is seen, wearing a dark apron that he is borrowing from the Northern Lights, and is holding a few folded towels. Off screen he goes again for a few moments, where a cupboard door can be heard opening and closing, before he crosses back and flops onto the couch.
SNAP!
Tatsumi falls sideways and rolls down the couch as it tilts. As soon as he can, he jumps to his feet and darts his eyes around in shock. The werepire relaxes when he realizes it was simply the poor abused couch's leg finally giving away.]
Oh.
Oops.
I guess I forgot about that...
[He sighs a bit tiredly before adjusting his apron and walking off screen again.]
That's right. This clean apartment is America's.
Scared yet?
Don't worry. The world hasn't ended. You've not been drugged and you're not hallucinating.
There is the sound of footsteps for a moment before Tatsumi is seen, wearing a dark apron that he is borrowing from the Northern Lights, and is holding a few folded towels. Off screen he goes again for a few moments, where a cupboard door can be heard opening and closing, before he crosses back and flops onto the couch.
SNAP!
Tatsumi falls sideways and rolls down the couch as it tilts. As soon as he can, he jumps to his feet and darts his eyes around in shock. The werepire relaxes when he realizes it was simply the poor abused couch's leg finally giving away.]
Oh.
Oops.
I guess I forgot about that...
[He sighs a bit tiredly before adjusting his apron and walking off screen again.]
( action )
Ya, I will when I can. I'll make sure to have a burger for ya. Ha ha! I buy enough stuff from you, anyway. [Enough as in almost all his clothes and bikes and music and-]
Things only get better, Alfred. They really do. Like, the 70's. You're not far off. You're going to have a blast.
( action )
[ America steps closer, arms coming up to wrap around Tatsumi affectionately. He sways back and forth slightly as though he's vaguely dancing... or still sleepy. Very likely. Consumerism puts him in a good mood what can I say. ]
Man I can't wait. The 1960s have had their ups and all, but I'm ready for things to start settling down, get this war with Vietnam done, chill out in between my saving the world and stuff.
[ He's already heard some unpleasant rumors (read: the truth) about how Vietnam ends up, but HE HOLDS OUT HOPE!!!
and when he starts feeling bad, he'll just go laugh at Russia's shitty time in Afghanistan. ]
( action )
[Tatsumi sways with him. He is rather tired himself and could possibly be found passed out on America's bet later unless the nation decides to kick him out but for now he just sways, patting America's back]
The 1970's an 1980's were a lot of fun. If I could, I'd go back and relive them all over again, even though sometime it was difficult. I know things get better, so don't worry too much. Just do what ya gotta and before ya know it, it'll be over with.
[Petting back of head now as he rests his chin on the other's shoulder, closing his eyes as they sway.]
( action )
[ Well, he tries to, at least. And Tatsumi won't be kicked out but America will definitely hog all the blankets and possibly drool on him. ]
You remember both decades? You look pretty young... but I guess that depends for werepires, huh? How old are ya anyway?
[ Pushing his face a little closer... which wouldn't be a problem if he'd shaved this morning. Or yesterday. Enjoy patchy peach fuzz scratching your cheek. ]
( action )
I am... I've just been worried about Sunako. I can't leave her behind.
[They can have blanket wars and America can get punched int he stomach while Tatsumi sleeps.]
Ya. I remember them...
It depends... on how you look at it. How old I was when I was bitten or how old I am all together?
( action )
[ Tatsumi will be kicked in the face in retaliation, all while America is passed out. Meanwhile, America's hands slide into Tatsumi's back pockets and settle there. ]
Both? I've got three ages: I'm 193 since my independence, been around total for about 400 years, but my body's only nineteen or twenty. That might end up being my cap-off age, or however Mattie described it. Like the age I'm stuck at forever.
( action ) That icon is beautiful!! <3
[Sleep wars! These two will break the bed or a wall at that rate. Aside from that, Tatsumi wiggles his bottom and smiles a bit wider to acknowledge the other's hands but is still resting on the other's shoulder.]
I was bitten when I was Twenty-seven... so I guess that makes me forty-something... forty-eight, maybe? I don't feel forty-anything, though. Best years of my life were after I was bitten, too. It's weird how fast the years go by.
[Omg Headcanon is spinning around in circles right now because not enough information and research...]
So, you're kind-of stuck as a nineteen year old? Heh. That's not bad. Though, from one stand-point... that puts ten years between our exterior ages.
[This doesn't make him a pedo, does it? Because, god damn it, people don't need more reason to call him a pedo. >:|]
( action ) <333 I am on a quest for all the cute icons.
He nods, settling his on chin on Tatsumi's shoulder. ]
I know how that goes. After I shot up in height, my life's been one big fast track. Wouldn't have it any other way!
[ America shrugs the shoulder Tatsumi's head isn't resting on. Headcanon is awesome *w* ]
No big deal! I'm used to dating people who look older than me, since humans age and all. I've been with people who were actually in their 40s. Besides, twenty seven isn't old at all!
I mean, as long as you don't mind having a young hot guy on your arm. In your arms. Whichever.
[ His face breaks into a smirk. HE'S LEGAL IN ALL 50 STATES IT'S ALL GOOD. ...But he is kinda a cougar. Or whatever the male equivalent to a cougar is. ]
( action ) GO! GO! GOO!
The werepire leaves his eyes closed until America shrugs. He smirks, pulling away slightly to lick the nation's ear.]
Who in their right mind would mind that? Besides, like like both of those. Remind me to carry you around some when I get my chip out, ya?
( action ) SOB I'M TRYINGGG
America smirks back and playfully squeezes Tatsumi's ass. ]
Good point, especially when that hot guy is me.
Carry me everywhere!
[ To accentuate his point, he withdraws his hands from the back pockets, grabs Tatsumi by the hips and lift him up with ease. ]
( action ) SOB I'M TRYINGGG
[WELP! He wasn't expecting that at all. Tatsumi smiles and puts both arms around America's neck before smiling]
You're the first to sweep me off my feet.
Are we going to the bedroom now?
( action )
[ Slowly adopting Tatsumi's vernacular. Aren't you proud?
He repositions his arms to better support the werepire, hooking an arm under his rear and the other against his back. Somehow he does this without dropping him. Don't question me or the laws of physics.
America has a big ol' grin on his face. Looks like he's forgotten his early freak out over the cleanness... for now. ]
I'm still kinda sleepy anyway and you've been working all morning! Let's nap!
( action )
What's physics anyway?
Forgetting about freaking out is good. Very very good. Tatsumi can't help but grin and nod.]
Ya! A nap sounds perfect right now.
[Nuzzle time~!]
( action )
He's pretty gentle about it too
until he drops the werepire on a bed like a sack of potatoes and flops face-first into the pillows next to him.
Oh wait that was a bad idea. Lifting up his head to remove his glasses, then flopping right back down and snuggling under the covers.
HE IS THE HEGEMON OF BLANKETS.
I don't know what this comment achieved but at least I got to say "hegemon of blankets." ]
( action ) T-That icon is more hot then cute. *w*
He laughs until America falls after him. Tatsumi pokes the other]
Hey, leave some for me, ya?
[Tug tug. Hair ears back like a sad puppy. Give him a
boneblanket.]( action ) Tatsumi gives me a reason to get use out of it ;w;
Clearly the solution is to swaddle Tatsumi in his covers-cocoon. Now he has body heat AND blankets!
Flawless plan. America grins at his own genius. ]
Better?
[ He's not even waiting for an answer. He's just ducking his head into the crook of Tatsumi's neck.
The only moment that rivals this cuteness was when America was a babby. ]
( action ) I'm so happy to hear that
Yes, America. You have your moments. Tatsumi doesn't mind being in the cocoon of America and blankets. He responds by wiggling a slight bit and kissing America gently]
Ya.
[If he could wiggle a hand up, he'd brush that little curl back but instead he wraps his arms around the Nation and closes his eyes.]