十 ❀ action

[naicha]

<sub>[ Alright, it's been bugging her, but she can't leave those people at the gas station alone. She needs to get out there, on the highway. There's one problem, though. One of these days, she will learn not to give other people her guns. Yes, Korea, she might have to ask you to buy her a new one. Oh wait, nevermind. One just appeared out of nowhere. Little does she know that her fake daughter has anything to do with it. This is good. She can go back to that place without worrying about her own safety. ... or she thinks.

Today, she's a door-to-door saleswoman, but how she carries herself is a little different.

A If she knows you and you can fight... or if you're Korea and Vietnam, she'll be knocking on your door. ]</sub>

We've gotta get on that highway.

_{[ B But if you're family, a friend, or an acquaintance whom she thinks doesn't have any means of defending themselves - yes, even if they've only met once, and yes, including Lucas and Tsubasa: ]}

... There's something really, really, really dangerous out there. Stay here, okay? If you don't, I'll get mad.

<sub>[ For both options, she'll eventually show you this. If she can trust you.

C Whatever, man, she's not listening to Grady, that big fatty fat fat stupidhead. You'll find her in town, driving her super manly Hello Kitty scooter. But what's this? Oddly enough, she's not bumping into anything! She's driving pretty fast, though, as usual. She's headed for the exit, alone... No time for making her usual trips to the bakery or the other shops. Maybe you want to wave and say hi? Maybe you want to know what's up - surely you've seen her be a reckless driver before. Or maybe you want to stop her. ]



[ ooc: might be slow with tags this week. please don't kill her. orz i'll be tagging the event post soon, so no threads taking place on the highway here. ]</sub>

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[naicha]

The people on the highway, they're trapped like us, too. They asked for our help. _{[ She shakes her head, but her voice remains firm. ]} I can't just leave them alone.

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[her voice is harsh- unusually so towards Taiwan.]

They aren't real people. Don't put your head in the guillotine for the natives of this town.

[naicha]

No, they're real! They're real, they're real! _{[ She holds the note in her hand. ]} Look. Look! How else were they supposed to write this?

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[she snatches Taiwan's wrist up and grips it impossibly tight. Taiwan should be able to tell instantly- somehow, her nation strength is back.]

You don't know a trick when you see one? Let me tell you something.

[she jerks Taiwan's wrist hard, bringing the girl close, and leans in.] America burned to death in June for trying to help one of these people. Not even his strength allowed him to escape. If they could kill him for an attempt, what do they think they'll do to you, ah?

[she digs her fingernails into Taiwan's wrist.]

Well?

[naicha]

<sub>[ The sudden movement takes Taiwan by surprise. When did she-?

Her own teeth dig just as deep into her lip, but Vietnam isn't the only nation here. ]</sub>

I'm scared. _{[ Her voice is thin at first. And she says it through gritted teeth again. ]} I'm scared.

But they can throw whatever they want at me. They won't kill me. We're only really dead once we stop kicking. _{[ She pulls, but the purpose of it is not to break free. ]} What's the point of living if you don't believe in something? What's the point of believing if you don't fight for it? I hate this place! It's worse than those forty years I've- _{[ Her fists tighten. There's a short pause, and when she speaks, her tone is that of someone trying to persuade. ]} We all don't have to go through this. Shouldn't we be working together?

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

No. [her voice remains clipped and cold.] I know what I believe in. And it's not the people of this place.

[naicha]

No, I know they're...

_{[ That argument isn't working out so well. ]} But you saw the sign on the east, didn't you? Xinzun.