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[ex_finnish_604]

[If you were to ask someone that's spoken to Finland more than once, they'd agree that he's almost always smiling or overreacting to something pointless. However, nobody can smile forever, and Finland isn't an exception. Despite being the "odd one out" of his family, he did share some of their traits. The infamous Nordic lineface wasn't one of them, but if one happens to be anywhere between Brady Lane and Mitchell Road (precisely house number 1450), they'll have the semi-rare opportunity to see Finland with a straight face.

He's more so pondering than upset, yet he's walking with his eyes to the ground, not to mention that he's carrying a rifle on his back. It may take him a moment to respond, but you're more than free to bother him. Something just doesn't seem right.]

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[kongeriget]

[ He's silent, just staring, and then the corners of his mouth twitch up. ] Shoot me?

[survived]

[Oh God, he's smiling back.]

I brought my rifle with me.

[kongeriget]

Don't make me fucking laugh, it hurts too much. [ Still smiling, but the colder edge is creeping in. ]

[survived]

[It only takes a second, maybe two, for his expression to neutralize once again.]

I'm being serious, you know. I'm not going to let you suffer. You have to do something.

[kongeriget]

There's nothing to do. [ He almost mentions that someone magically neutralized what there was to neutralize - even if the failure itself wasn't repaired - but bites that back, staring almost thoughtfully up at the other. ]

[survived]

Well you can't just give up, can you? You're stronger than that.