Türkiye Cumhuriyeti ☪ Sadık Adnan

[Wah you're so dangerous Turkey. Japan just sort of seems grateful about something and closes the door behind him, stepping forward towards the table.]

Ah, do you think so? The condition is not so great, and the wall was torn down so it is actually two apartments... [Though he honestly thinks he did a damn good job tyvm he's just being polite. But there's a box on the table. He couldn't find any suitable wrapping paper, or even enough boxes to do his usual box in a box in a box routine, but... He'll find a couple nice cans of beer (better than the cheap quality you'd normally find) wrapped in a scarf that he managed to make. It's just a normal earthy tone color, but he did manage to design in the Crescent moon and star from Turkey's flag on one end, and the sun from his own flag on the other end... ...Turkey liked that sort of thing, right?

He'll offer it with both hands.]

Ah, it is not so great, but I hope Turkey-san can accept this sort of gift.

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[isn't. also yes he loves this kind of shit. PRACTICALLY LIGHTING UP LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE, or something else equally as glowy, because holy fuck this is awesome and how did he not think of something this awesome, now his present just looks lame.]

Are you kiddin' me?! This is the best!

[THAT ASIDE THOUGH. putting on the scarf now, despite how it clashes with his outfit: some things must be sacrificed. he'll wear it proudly. and now picking up one of the beers and holding it out to japan.]

Ya wanna share one, right?

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...I'm glad.

[SO STARTLING, OPENING AND WEARING IT IMMEDIATELY... He should really get used to these sort of things. But he looks a little surprised at the offering.]

E-eh? Ah, I had thought Turkey-san would like them to himself, but if he would like to share...

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[doesn't even think it rude or anything nope. BECAUSE LOL, IT'S NOT LIKE HE TYPICALLY CELEBRATES THIS HOLIDAY ANYWAY... he tilts the beer a bit more in japan's direction, picking up his own.]

'Course! 'S the holidays, right?

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[All of Turkey's rude actions are passed off as cultural differences so it's okay... Japan will just take it as OKAY I GUESS HE LIKED IT THAT'S GOOD.

He'll hesitantly accept that beer now. Well it's just one at least...]

...I suppose that is true. [He blinks down at the drink in hand for a moment.] Ah, Merry Christmas... Or... Happy Holidays. [New Years is so close he still has things to finish for other people wow he is so behind. But he guesses he can stop to enjoy it while the world isn't half ending for once.]

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[well one makes it easier to have two. not that he's really thinking that far ahead and can't read japan's mind anyway, shucks. he cracks his open, holding it aloft.]

Yeah! An' cheers, to...

["greece not being here", "marco not being here", "for this awesome gift", "to not being dead"-- what is... there is to even celebrate, without sounding really lame either]

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[It's almost like he can tell there's all of those things not being said... But he smiles a bit at the effort and decides to try and pick up from there. No guarantee that it won't sound lame, though. He opens his own beer.]

...to another year of friendship. [And raising his drink to meet Turkey's. This sort of thing was always something to celebrate in his mind, at least.]

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[clink. wow that's actually kind of a cute suggestion too, how is he not thinking of these things himself, curse you japan and your moe!!]

... To another year 'a friendship!

[yeahhhh drinking now.]

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[moe is his deadliest technique.

but he'll take a drink as well before lowering it with a light sigh]

...Many people were worried about Turkey-san. [he's kind of depressing, bringing this up, but it's kind of his subtle way of saying he cares. or something. and it's true, there were people concerned for turkey... he'll just not mention more people were concerned about greece. yup.]

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[don't make him spit out his own now, all right. setting his down and trying not to look somber-- not because he died, because it was relatively painless after all, but because he knew that must've caused japan some suffering.]

Huh, really?

[and not that this is surprising in the least.]

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Of course.

[He sort of glances to the side, and he's already scolding himself for bringing this up. Woops.]

It seems Turkey-san has made quite an impression already.

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Well, yeah! I'm a pretty impressionable guy.

[IN CASE YOU WEREN'T AWARE.]

But y'know, if I had my chip out, that death thing wouldn't have been a problem. Plus, it's made kinda trivial when ya come back in twenty-four hours anyway, right?

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...That is not always the case. [Cough, sob, one of his citizens died, never came back, and his frequency stayed for like. A month or some shit.

...

BUT THAT ASIDE.]

Ah, but I believe it would be good if Turkey-san could remove his chip. I plan on doing so again soon, as well. [Slowly takes another drink... because fhl he's a social failure]

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Eh, really??

[news to him. he'll mirror japan.]

France told me 'bout a guy named Cube that can take 'em out, but I dunno if he'd do that for me.

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There are some incidents where they do not revive, and I have been dead for a week once... [Uh.

...]

C-cube-san, is it? He is who removed my chip the last time. If Turkey-san would like, I could put in a kind word...

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Huuuh? What the fuck happened then?!

[...]

Uhh, yeah, 'less yer great buds with him, or put in a really kind word...

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Um... Many things happen to complicate things, I suppose you could say.

Ah, but... Cube-san and I are close, but... [Not TOO Close maybe? But he's frowning.] Did something happen?

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Like what--? I mean, I guess if ya don' wanna relive it...!

[huffhuff, another drink of his beer.]

Err, yeah, I guess he's close to this one girl I threatened to kill...

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I-it is just that I have died more than once, and it was so many years ago, I am trying my best to remember... [w;A;w

but then just staring at Turkey.

and drinking some beer.] ...I see. I will try my best, but I cannot guarantee anything.

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How long have ya been here?

[because gee wiz, if that wasn't a giveaway. he folds his arms over his chest, pulling at the sleeves a little. it could be a little chilly, all right, and he fucking loathes the cold something fierce.]

... Thanks.

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...From the perspective of this place, a year and... eight months? [Glancing at, and then drinking some more beer before taking a step towards the kotatsu.]

My first arrival was in 1904, however, and it is 2011 now... Ah, if Turkey-san would like, we could sit under the kotatsu.

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Holy hell, no wonder ya can't remember shit. Sorry 'bout that!

[follows his gaze to the.. thing. he probably hasn't seen many before, so excuse him as he kind of looks bemused by the notion of it.]

'Kotatsu'? It warm ya up or somethin'?

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It is fine. [He pauses and looks a bit amused, leaning over to lift the blanket and reveal the heat source.]

Ah, yes, it warms your legs and is quite comfortable, I believe. [Lowering the blanket again]

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Ohhhh!~ Sweet!

[gathering up the last of the drinks and marching right on over to plop down next to it. hesitantly... scooting closer!!]

So ya don' jus' crawl under it completely, huh?

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