vienuolika; action

[vytis]

A; outside 1333 Benny Road
[Lithuania makes a habit of checking the mail before work, so when it arrives he's already dressed to leave, flipping through letters while he finishes eating a bagel. The letter addressed to him doesn't bring any immediate worries--you get things back after events, right? Though he's not sure what could show up in an envelope...

There's a moment of recognition, and it shows in his eyes as he sees the photograph, wide and almost willing to bolt.

And then he hisses as the first scar carves its way back into his back. He balances unsteadily against the mailbox.]

B; 1333 Benny Road
[It's not like Lithuania to skip work for no reason, or to not be bustling around the house when he is home. But no, he's laying stomach-down on the couch, having not been able to make it into his room. He's hoping no one will notice him, and the girls will just go to school without comment.]

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[vytis]

Ah-- [Well, alright then. He's pretty grateful to sit down on said sofa once he gets there, though he's still trying to pretend he's not in pain at all.]

It's just something I got back, so it'll go away on its own eventually...

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Baka... [She says quietly, and will drag over a chair to sit by him.]

I don't understand. Why would you get back pain?

[vytis]

[Lithuania shrugs, stiffly, and also not very believably.]

It's not really--

[Yelping, dammit, those two really hurt.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Mou just lie there. I'll...

[Shana has no real concept of first aid, given flame haze recovery rates.]

I'll bring you some ice or something.

[vytis]

You don't have to go out of your way. [Still, he's not going to be moving anywhere.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

It's not that big a deal. Now just lie down and I'll get some ice.

[She does so. And a towel. Clearly not knowing what to do with them, she just sort of drops them on Toris and hopes this will fix the problem.]

[vytis]

[He appreciates the effort, really, and sits up as he adjusts the ice. She may catch a glimpse of particularly raw-looking scars on his back, but he covers them with his shirt again as quickly as he can manage.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[Shana frowns when she sees him.]

You've really been badly hurt before, haven't you?

I wasn't even logged into that account....

[vytis]

Ah--well, I'm a nation. It happens over time.

Re: I wasn't even logged into that account....

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

That's just weird...

[She looks over Toris worriedly.]

Should I get a doctor?

[vytis]

No, really, they're all old wounds.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

If you say so. Mou. I don't like seeing people hurt like this.

[vytis]

It's a bit embarrassing. I kind of assumed once I got them I wouldn't have to get the same ones again.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

What's embarrassing about being hurt? It's just pain. The only thing to feel bad about is handling it without dignity.

[vytis]

I don't know, I try not to draw attention to injuries.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

I guess that makes sense, but if nobody treats them you'll just die.

[vytis]

...Here, I suppose you're right. At home, it wasn't like that.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Well, it sounds like we should get you to the hospital then!

[vytis]

A-ah, it's not that bad, really! I do have my nation body, so it'll heal fine on its own.