Home before Dark...Tomorrow [Estonia]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2017 22:26:10 GMT -5
"Ja, Cousin…I have considered your request. You will be satisfied." Were the last words he'd said to Germany before he'd left. Much was left off of the phone as one could never be sure who was listening. Sweden wasn't afraid of such things, but he wasn't dumb enough to provoke anything over the phone. The rest of that conversation could be had in person. Sweden was tired of starving, he was tired of his people starving and despite how little he believed the alliance would support him afterward, it had to be done. Sweden was preparing for a war, with what little he had left. If anything, he was going to start preparing to train Germany's men to fight through the harsh winter.
But there was more to it than that. Sweden didn't just have a plan to fix his own problems, but Germany's too. It was going to begin with a pit stop though. He'd spent several nights since he informed Germany on the sea. The waters were infested but he was still neutral and he was depending upon that neutrality to get him to Russia. When he did finally make the long trek to Russia's home he only had one goal in mind.
Ever since he spoke to Germany a plan had been formulating in his head. He was going to need someone's help, but Russia wasn't going to be happy. He knew that he had visited Sealand, so even if he was caught, he would just remind him that it was just a harmless visit. It would be equal ground for the both of them, but Russia rarely made things so easy.
Sweden was not so stupid as to think that he would just immediately be welcomed by the Russians or their family, so he was going to rely on a bit of subterfuge and skill. He scouted the house for a while, well aware that Russia may have been alerted to his presence. Stealth wasn't Sweden's strong suit. He came up to the windows on the sides and looked in some of them. He had no idea which room Estonia might be in, but he was determined to raise one of them in the middle of the night.
He avoided some of what looked like the bigger rooms and threw small rocks at windows. When he didn't raise anyone he moved on until by chance a larger rock busted into Estonia's room.
He'd had a history with Estonia…a Long history. Estonia belonged to him for quite a while and lived in his home. Now, he resided in a different home under what he imagined accommodations Estonia liked better. Why else would he have left the safety of Sweden? He was just here to borrow Estonia... He'd bring him right back home.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2017 23:17:58 GMT -5
While things had changed drastically over since the whole entire war had began, it wasn't as if the situation Estonia ended up in was foreign to him either. No, this Baltic nation could admit he had oddly became used to the feeling of when some bigger nation claimed him by force. Independence was nice to savor when it came around, but it was not surprising that it never happened to last either. It made him actually think at times that freedom would just be completely out of the ordinary and make it feel as if something was missing.
Still it can't be forgotten that Estonia had also experienced different nations housing him, but both are notably terrifying in their own right. Yet when he looked back he didn't get tortured as much for messing up by Mr.Sweden. Perhaps it's because Nordic nations had a much different tactic to things than Russia that Estonia himself actually admired. He wouldn't admit that easily though because that would give scarier places like Sweden plenty of reasons to repeat the past.
He wouldn't complain much anyways, not that he had a choice, but he was semi-content with what he had been given along with being stuck in Russia's house again. A room he was all to familiar with, but had contents Estonia could consider necessities. Going on his blog and an auctioning site was probably not the healthiest way to spend free time, but it was what he considered the best choice. Anything else seemed like a waste and it only reminded him why a lot of nations didn't make much sense.
Actually he was completely lucky to not find himself being dragged somewhere of importance for Russia, but of no relevance to him, or having more work to do to keep the overbearing superpower satisfied. It was the rare moments of solitude that Estonia could almost consider peaceful if there wasn't an actual war going on.
That, and as if his thoughts backfired, a huge rock shattered through his window causing him to fall out of his computer chair shrieking louder than expected. "WWHHHAAA-!?!" He quickly came to his senses to register just what was happening.
Well that did absolutely nothing but make him feel even more nervous and terrified. He was hoping deep down that Mr.Sweden hadn't heard his yell because it was severely regretted at any chance of making such a scary guy angry. He had history dating way back with Sweden, but that didn't make these scenarios any less nerve-racking. With a deep breath he pulled together a nervous smile and some words,"Oh, Hello Mr.Oxenstierna, is.. is there something you need?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2017 17:14:41 GMT -5
The crash was louder than Sweden anticipated. He didn't actually want to break the window, but he didn't have any other options. The scream from inside indicated that he had chosen the right window. It was a scream he'd recognize, as he'd heard it many times before from the small nation. "Halla, Estonia…I ran out of small rocks." He announced, no remorse in his voice. There wouldn't ever be any remorse in his voice, or anything else he did. It got the job done and Estonia was now at the window.
It was quite possible that they may have alerted others inside, but he wasn't worried about that either. He only needed to borrow Estonia for a few hours. He would really have him back before he was missed and if all went well Russia wouldn't even know about it. Even if he did find out, it was all fair. It wasn't meant as an attack on his nation, just to borrow one of his family.
Estonia used to be a removed portion of his own family after all. "Come, You will take a walk with me" Sweden demanded rather than asking him. Estonia really was the one to ask first what he could do for him anyway, so he let it be known. Berwald kept an eye out around him to see if anyone was coming or anyone else had heard. He needed to remain alert to deal with Russia as well.
Eduard could spare a few hours away from his home to help him and until they were away from Russia's house he didn't need to know where they were going. He could just think of it as a neutral visit as he wouldn't come as anything else. Only Germany would know what he had decided at this point and from there they were going to move with the next phase of the plan. Sweden was going to teach them to survive the winter and more importantly, conquer it. But to get started he was going to need to borrow the little Baltic nation. "Come out window." He directed again that Estonia was now to do it in a certain way. He'd already yelled and possibly given away everything, so now it was best to come out the way he'd created.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 18:03:09 GMT -5
Oh how he really needed to get a grip on that bad habit of screaming whenever Sweden happened to scare the daylights out of him like that. Then again it wasn't exactly easy to get used to such unpredictably random appearances and it being paired with such a scary lacking of emotion most of the time. After really being around Sweden it began to make Estonia wonder if the harsh appearance was just part of struggling on not finding display feelings about anything as easier as most did. Either way that didn't excuse the fact that his window was ruined "I...see. I'll have to worry about that later."
When he said worry about his window he in fact meant stress about how in the world he would ever explain this mess to Russia or clean it up before that incident would go down. His last thoughts or fears were that anything would happen to Sweden for this. Even if the blame did start to fall that way Estonia would regrettably take the blame.
He didn't dislike Sweden or anything of that sort, and he was a part of the Nordics as well. He practically considered those nations as a second family next to the Baltics and dreaded the idea of Russia doing a thing to any one of them. "Is that all, no one should notice if I'm gone for a little while..." Eduard glanced back at his door somewhat unsure about how much he could actually guarantee that, but he had no way of refusing Berwald either.
Still he had not the faintest of ideas why Berwald needed him at all, especially for a walk of all bizarre things at a time such as now. Eduard was not one to protest to intimidating nations though. Better to go along with what they want so he wouldn't regret it later. He walked over to the window and had to take a few precautions to just properly open it. A few more shards of glass had fallen and he had to be careful while pulling himself out that he didn't hit anymore loose pieces. Once on the ground he could feel the familiar Russian winter around him, with the presence of Berwald looming over him. "...So..where to?" He asks out of curiosity and trying to break the tense, scary atmosphere.
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