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[willbeurprincess]

[[If you don't want your character hurt, this is probably not the best post. She will shoot at people!! Murder-drone Mode is activated]]

ANYWHERE IN MAYFIELD

[She is happy, smiling, and toting a rifle in one hand and waving pleasantly at a drone child with the other. She stops to talk to a drone girl for a moment and then looks, smiling that bright shining drone smile]

It is such a beautiful day in Mayfield, isn't it?

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[vytis]

[Lithuania is looking at the posters, rather distracted. It can't mean anything good, after all, but he doesn't know what the specifics are yet. Hearing Koharu talk in that droned tone makes him a bit uneasy, but at least she'll miss what's happening.]

Ah, hello Koharu.

[He is not really looking so he doesn't see the rifle.]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She waves at Lithuania] Hello Toris! It's such a nice day isn't it?

[She raises her rifle and levels it at the drone girl. One shot neatly to the head and the girl is down]

[vytis]

[Lihuania jerks sharply on instinct alone before he realizes what just happened. If Koharu was calling him Toris, she was a drone, but drones never killed anyone before, did they?]

W-what was that about?

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

Hmn? [She turns back, swinging like a baton]

What do you mean? [BEAMING SMILE, raising her rifle up to line up her shot at him]

[vytis]

The, uh-- [Well, he isn't about to let himself get shot. But he can't kill Koharu or anything either, even droned.

He will settle with moving to the side and toward her. The rifle is kind of big, he should be able to get too close for her to aim.]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a little sad noise of frustration, taking a step back to try to get him in her sights again]

Toris, I can't focus if you move.

[vytis]

Th-that's sort of the point...

[Lithuania is going to keep moving forward. And also try to take that rifle if he can.]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She's not that fast but she'll try to swing it out the way if she can] Toris, don't be so stubborn! We're friends right? [SHINING SMILE]

[vytis]

[Lithuania ends up chasing after the rifle then, this is kind of silly.] Friends don't usually try to shoot each other!

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

But I want to kill you. [He might get the gun but she grabs at his hand with her nails] Let me have that back please.

[vytis]

[That would hurt if he hadn't gotten that regain back last time. He registers the pressure, though.]

I'm afraid I can't do that.

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She abandons her clawing for the rifle to try to strangle him. Might want to put an end to that] Give it back please.

[vytis]

[Pushing her back with the newly acquired rifle.]

Not when you're like this!

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She reaches rather insistently] It is my rifle. You shouldn't steal. It's bad...

[vytis]

I'll give it back when you're in your right mind.

[Pushing her away again.]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She stumbles back, looking oddly hurt] You don't steal.

[vytis]

I-I'm not, I'm--borrowing?

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She lights back up and beams] Well, Toris, borrowing is alright. I need it back though!

[vytis]

I can give it back to you... Tomorrow?

[burnmycapital.livejournal.com]

Little Koharu!

[Coming over towards her.]

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

[At home knitting.]

Rifle vs. Bow?

[haveaplan.livejournal.com]

(Guess who else has been killdroned and is perched on the roof of his house raining death on everyone?)



((OOC: I have no issues with Sniper dying, but he's really good at what he does and he fights dirty.))

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

I really need it back today. [Lunging for his throat again]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She lifts her rifle into her arms and beams at Russia] Hello Mr. Braginsky. [She levels the rifle at the child and shoots]

[willbeurweapon.livejournal.com]

[She comes back, skipping up the steps and into the door, rifle at her side] I'm home Mother!

[She may have blood splatters on her clothes and hair oops]