Post by Deleted on May 6, 2015 20:59:04 GMT -5
Colombia did not like the idea of leaving, especially when one of the fronts was literally at her doorstep. Her brother’s mood swing could bring about an unexpected attack at any time, and she would not be there to help fight beside her people. It made her nervous, uncomfortably so, not that one could tell by her outward appearance. Her insides were churning. Her emotions felt chaotic. She kept reminding herself of the facts. Through close sources, she had learned of Russia’s departure the previous month, he was not expected to return for some time. She noticed his trips to South America usually stemmed in three month periods. She knew this because her brother often became more aggressive when he made his appearance, and America often appeared shortly after or before. If her brother did attack, she expected it would be his usually nonsense that her army could handle. It would be fine. She was in a better position than her friend.
Poor Soo. She worried for him, and his current situation. She felt such sympathy for him because their situations were alike and yet not. They both had crazy siblings who wished to conquer their land. Soo was one of the few people she could actually speak openly and honestly about her troubles without fear of judgment. He knew about her internal conflicts, the voices, the emotions she often attempted to hide. No matter how hopeless she felt, he somehow always brought a smile to her face. During the Korean War, she was the only South American country to get involved, and the reason was simple. She knew. She knew the threat of a neighbor, of a brother. She never expected South Korea to be so nice, for her to actually open up her trust to him, but it had happened. He had become one of her closest friends.
For that reason, she needed to take this trip. She heard North Korea pushing further into South Korea, and she needed to see that her friend was okay. She had to make certain he was fine. It was a long flight over the pacific, but she knew some of her other allies faced longer journeys. The cabin door opened, and she adjusted her appearance. She did not want Soo worrying over her own affairs. She was fine.
She walked down the stairs out of the plane on the tar matt looking to see if Soo himself was here to greet her or if his people were here to direct her to their meeting place.
Poor Soo. She worried for him, and his current situation. She felt such sympathy for him because their situations were alike and yet not. They both had crazy siblings who wished to conquer their land. Soo was one of the few people she could actually speak openly and honestly about her troubles without fear of judgment. He knew about her internal conflicts, the voices, the emotions she often attempted to hide. No matter how hopeless she felt, he somehow always brought a smile to her face. During the Korean War, she was the only South American country to get involved, and the reason was simple. She knew. She knew the threat of a neighbor, of a brother. She never expected South Korea to be so nice, for her to actually open up her trust to him, but it had happened. He had become one of her closest friends.
For that reason, she needed to take this trip. She heard North Korea pushing further into South Korea, and she needed to see that her friend was okay. She had to make certain he was fine. It was a long flight over the pacific, but she knew some of her other allies faced longer journeys. The cabin door opened, and she adjusted her appearance. She did not want Soo worrying over her own affairs. She was fine.
She walked down the stairs out of the plane on the tar matt looking to see if Soo himself was here to greet her or if his people were here to direct her to their meeting place.