Mutual Agreement (Russia)

[Czech Republic]

"Cousin Russia? Cousin Russia, are you here?"

Stealing a look into the commons room Czech Republic saw that it was a empty making her give a small pout in dissapointment. Why was it when she wanted to find Russia he was never in plain sight? She sighed giving a thoughtful look to the ceiling then thought maybe he was in his bunk!

If one knew the relationship between Czech and Russia they would find it odd that she was searching for him. She always kept clear of Russia, not out of fear of him but more of the fear of what she could do to him. It seemed every time she was near him her sadistic, murderous duel personality would rear its ugly head. This would also in turn make Russia very cautious of being near her. He already had trouble with Belarus, he didn't want to cause any with his own Cousin!

Thing however had changed. Czech's duel personality was sated for good never to return thanks to America, so now Czech saw no reason why she should delay the deep desire to ask Russia to train with her. She was dressed for training; the red skirt and the white blouse with a black corset was replaced with a black tanktop, a and a pair of simple old ripped jeans. Her hair that was usually down but pulled back by a blue head band was replaced with a long very thick braid. Her blue scarf remained around her neck...it never left her neck it seemed apparently becoming a little too attached to it being that her brother Poland gave it to her as a gift.

The one thing that was really an eye snatcher was the rifle that was strapped around her shoulder. It was very old but was very efficent for its line of work and thus remained with her when she needed it. This was one of the reasons Czech's cousin was hard to find...she was known to be rather trigger happy and it was a known fact that, that gun was never on safety. But since her alter ego was diminished the chances of her open firing on any of her fellow nations was even less than likely. But Russia didn't know that.

Her sharp eyes searched to bunks still calling out hoping to find Russia soon before she got impatient. "Cousin Russia...Are you here?"

[Russia]

[Just saying... A rifle with the safety off could be triggered by a hard knock, especially older ones, I think, the bolt is spring-loaded... ^^; please try not to shoot yourself in the foot ]

Russia poked his head over the platform, trying to find where Czech was - there was only one person here who would even contemplate calling him cousin - and upon noticing her, shuffled backwards away from the edge, towards where his rifle lay disassembled on a sheet, everything having been cleaned and oiled, and started hurriedly slotting parts back together.

Well, he wasn't actually planning on shooting her, unless something drastic happened, but it was always a reassurance when and close family were in the vicinity- they had a bad habit of jumping at him, and despite how often it happened, it didn't make it any better.

Shuffling back forwards, the gun now safely in one piece, he blanched slightly as he noted what she was wearing. Practical clothes meant one of two things, she was either trying to drag him off on some strange escapade or she was going to use a more violent form of jumping most commonly referred to as 'training'. Either way, he needed to change; given as ,despite it's warmth, his coat was inconveniently long and people had a tendency to grab it and use it against him.

In that train of thought, he snatched up the clothing off his bunk, and after shimmying around to behind it, started wriggling his was out of his coat.

"Da, Cheskii, let me have a minute"

[Have some Russia do-I-even-make-sense 1 am post]

[Czech Republic]

The nation's eyes brightened in what seemed like joy when she heard Russia's voice. She pinpointed it above her which meant that he was right where she had planned to look next...his bunk. A large very sweet smile touched her oh so adorable face as she made her way up the platform as fast as she could knowing just how fast he could dissapear into thin air.

When she reached him she saw him dressing himself making her blush and turn her back to him. She felt no tingle in the back of her head that would warn her if the 'other' Czech would come out which was usually when she was near her cousin. She felt another wave of joy at this, pushed her bangs from her eyes and began to speak.

"Cousin, you know of my alternate personality right? Well I have some wonderful news! America helped me to get rid of her permanatly so that she can never come back! And you know what that means?"

Without warning she attempted to attack her Cousin in a hug her arms outstretched and the largest grin present on her face.

"That means I can't hurt you!"

[Russia]

"Czech! Don't do that!” He jumped back, mortified, even if she had already turned her back. He hadn't been indecent, but even so, invading his privacy was one thing he did not like at all, however he'd let it slide, this time

"Good for you- but America helped you? Ah well, no point trying to make sense of him, then~" Russia shrugged. He also wanted to point out that she could still hurt his quite happily anyway, but decided against it - it would only make matters worse, no matter who he said it to.

He hadn't changed the base parts of his outfit noticeably, but the heavy coat had been swapped for a black polo neck jumper plus a tan flak jacket, the ever-present scarf still there, but with the tails tucked down the back of the jacket. His boots had also been swapped for tall black assault boots - a little more sturdy than the normal pair. There were other, more unnoticeable differences, but those were irrelevant at the moment.

"So what did you want me for?"

((I'm sorry this took so long ^^; (Russia is a bad RPer)))

[Czech Republic]

The young nation shook her head at Russia with a smile present on her lips when he spoke of America. She knew how much of a rivalry those two had, had over the years...but she was rather glad that they were on friendlier terms, she would hate to have her family get in the way between a friendship. After all it wasn't the first time that had happened.

She looked up from her thoughts when he asked of what she wanted. It was then her eyes brightened up almost like Christmas. "I want you to train with me Cousin!" She continued smiling whilst he finished dressing paying no mind to it seeing how he was already decent for the eyes of a lady. "I remember when we use to train when I was just a little girl..." she used her hand to reference her size with just above her waist. "And I remember it being really fun!" Obviously she had forgotten the numerous times her fingers would be broken or when she would get a hit from Russia's pipe which usually resulted in a cracked rib or two.

"So I was wondering if maybe you would do it with me again...since my alternate personality can't come out and attempt to kill you...please?" The sweet little nation then proceeded to place her hands together in a begging position as she jutted her lip out and made her pretty blue eyes so big and shiny as she begged. When Czech wanted something she was no above using such measures to get it...and she knew that even the great and mighty Russia couldn't refuse this technique...almost no nation could.

((Yes...BAD RPer... *smacks head with newspaper*