Yhdeksän ♰ Action/Voice

[ex_finnish_604]

[Late one Saturday evening, a rustle may be heard in the bushes near the high school.... and look! A white blur just came from nowhere and went through one of the school's open windows! Is it a ghost? A ninja? A robber? Close, but no. It's just Finland, who you may or may not have seen walking through the streets just minutes ago. No worries, the white is only from his button down shirt and argyle sweater vest. SO CLASSY.

In any case, he really did enter the high school through a first floor window and proceeded to search around for the chemistry lab-- which wasn't hard to find, surprisingly enough. The first thing he does is reach for the room's telephone (what do you mean 'for emergencies only'?) and place a call.

Does anyone know much about chemistr-- OHYAAAAAAAAAAA!

[And naturally, since this is Finland we're talking about, a crash is audible. Seeing as that he failed to turn on the lights and is looking through the glass bottles of chemicals anyway, it only makes sense that one would drop to the floor and break. Way to go, genius. Real smart there. The lights, however, soon flip on in one room of the school if you're around to see it.]

Comments

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_[stare.]

You're an idiot.

[survived]

How so?!

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Claiming to be Finland. ...Finland's much shorter.

[survived]

I'm not that short.

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

You were only up to my chest, give or take a few inches.

Let me go. It's getting hard to breathe with you squeezing my busted ribs.

[survived]

E-EHHHH?! You're injured?!

[Lets go! And turns Noru around by the shoulders to get a clearer look at his face.]

You're....




Norja, what year is it?

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Broken ribs. Denmark looked at them already.

_{[Beautiful? Pshaw, such a flatterer, Finland--There's a small hopeful look in his eyes with the following;]}

You know what year it is if you're really Finland--Maybe you just had a growthspurt in a few days.

[survived]

2010. I'm Finland.

You look like you're from the Kalmar Union.

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

...Like him, then.

It's 1412.

[survived]

1412?! No wonder....

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Now if you'll let me go before the custodian catches us and mistakes me for a woman again, that'd be great.

[survived]

[Lets go.]

Sorry about that.

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_{[Smooths his dress out before pressing a hand to his side.]}

What are you doing here this late, anyways?

[survived]

I was trying to find ammonium chloride to make salmiakki....

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Salmiakki?

[survived]

It's licorice! Let's see.... it's salty and chewy.

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Licorice... I think I saw that in one of the stores here.