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[vytis]

A; around town {backdated to 30th}
[Lithuania is skulking around in a tuxedo and cape, holding the cape in front of his face. It doesn't really look menacing to begin with, and the exasperated, embarrassed look on his face probably doesn't help either.

Still, if he knows you, he'll be stalking you and possibly attempting to pick you up and wander off with you. If he doesn't know you, well, he still looks silly.]

I really hate Mayfield.

B; 1333 Benny Road {backdated to 30th]

[Well, of course he has to stalk his not!family. It is a little hard to open doors when your hands are busy being menacing, though. Eventually he just hops in through an open window.

He's home?]

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A

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[Staring.

Staring.

It feels like it shouldn't be funny but it really is, so he's fighting to keep a straight face.]

You look nice, at least.

Re: A

[vytis]

[You are the worst person to stalk, this is too embarrassing. Oh well it's not like he can stop himself.]

I can't put my arms down!

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...

[And now Estonia is laughing. Sort of hysterically, actually, like this whole thing is finally getting to him and sanity isn't a necessary thing any more. He'll gasp a few apologies in whatever languages he can manage, but mostly he's just laughing.]

[vytis]

Estonia!

[His body's skulking seems totally disconnected from his wailing. He would probably think this was hilarious if it wasn't happening to him.]

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Lithuaniaaaaaah-ha-ha-ha. I'm sorry! I can't--!

[vytis]

C-can't you fix this or tell me something they did in whatever movie this is from or something--

[Lithuania was going to smack him but instead picks Estonia up, because that is what vampires do apparently.

He is not sure what to do now.]

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You... [Nope still chuckling.]

You probably have to-- What are you doing?

[vytis]

Um--I kind of want to carry you to a crypt.

[Thoughtful pause!]

I don't think Mayfield has a crypt.

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... Maybe there is one now? I mean, that might work. Or, ha, you might just have to wait until midnight.

[vytis]

I suppose I could take you back to the graveyard.

[Walking in that direction!]

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It's worth a shot.

But, uh, I can walk, you know.

[vytis]

I'd let you if, um, I could.

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[Pause.]

I sort of wish I had a camera right now, if this has to happen.

[vytis]

I'm really glad you don't.

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I'll remember it forever, though.

[vytis]

[Still walking to the graveyard.]

Maybe you could trade that memory in for a flash drive.

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No, I'm alright with it, I think.

[vytis]

Some DVDs? More of those pets you have?

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But then I'd lose this precious memory.

[vytis]

I'm going to drop you into a grave.

[No he's not he is just saying that.]

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No, you're not. Then you'd have to get me out.

[vytis]

How could I get you out like this?

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You would find a way.

Or just leave me there until it wore off, I suppose.

[vytis]

You could probably climb out.

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But I'd need to guilt-trip you somehow.

[At least he's honest?]