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[ex_finnish_604]

[A certain Finland is in the park, sitting cross-legged beneath a tree and making very meticulous small stitches in a fluffy material. His eyebrows are furrowed and he's trying very hard to be careful, yet there are bandages covering at least three of his fingers. The box of Band-Aids beside the bit of cotton and cloth scraps at his side seem to indicate that he's having the slightest bit of trouble.

He flinches as he pricks his finger with the needle once again, letting out a small cry in the process.]

Hemmetti!

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[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

((He's got a lot of stuff on his mind, most of it to do with the next two weeks.))

B' nice.

[survived]

[Your barely started birthday present is on the other side of this tree.]

Yeah!

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

((and he has no idea, hahah.

Long silence, and he turns his head to Finland.)) Y' busy S'nday?

[survived]

Sunday? I don't think so. Why?

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

J'st askin'.

[survived]

Did you want to do something....?

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Saw a nice r'straunt.

[survived]

You want me to go with you....?

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Hmh.

[survived]

You're sure it's okay?

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

((He takes a breath, then looks out again at Hana Tamago.

It takes him another breath to answer.))

Like doin' st'ff f'r y'.

[survived]

You don't have to, Swe.... I'm fine just like this.

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Y' d'n't wanna?

[survived]

That's not what I meant....!

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

((..........

A-awkwardly looks at. You've confused him.))

[survived]

I want to! I do! I just don't want to be any trouble!

[He lifts his hands up, exposing the bandages. D-Derp, trying to hide them again.]

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

((Catches that hand!

Looks at....))

Whut's this?

[survived]

A cat.... bit my hand.

[SUCH A GOOD LIAR.]

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Y' get it checked?

((TERRORIST CATS!!!))

[survived]

[SOB, YES.]

Well, not yet....

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Prolly sh'uld.

[survived]

It was a cat at the pet store, so I'm fine....!

[Sounding totally unconvinced.]

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

Th't so?

[survived]

[And he laughs sheepishly before knocking the box of bandages into view with his foot. How convenient!]

[ominousjoy.livejournal.com]

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Y're not... Hurtin' yerself, 're y'? ((what, with relatively high suicide rates, you can't blame him for the concern.))