The Power Trio (NK, DC, and Hiro's adventures)

[China]

First meeting

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NuclearKOREA: .... *is straightening up his paperwork that was laid out on the table, grumbling and cursing to himself as he stuffs the papers violently into his briefcase, before adjusting his tie and walking briskly out of the room* Another useless meeting. I'm sick and tired of this shit.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *straightening his own collar, pulling the paperwork into a neat little pile; with an annoyed huff, blows bangs from his eyes and walks out; almost directly behind NK* Che... You're telling me...
DCMemorial: Why am I always the one having to run paperwork...Damn politicians can do their own work. >> -Grumbling more under his breath, the sound of shuffling papers filled his own ears. Eyes were moving back and forth to skim over the papers, not paying much attention to where he was actually going-
NuclearKOREA: *also not paying attention to where he was walking, looking over the papers that he did NOT stuff violently into his briefcase* ...Tch. I'm gonna get another earful from that fucker for this. Not my fault they're pushing for banning nukes. *directed towards Hiro more than anything*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Hell, don't look at me like that. >>; They're pushing for disarmament, and that's a good thing, as far as I know. *sweatdrops, putting some of his paperwork under one arm. ALSO hasn't noticed DC by this point, keeping his eyes on the path ahead* The fucker just doesn't know what he's talking about with his nukes.
DCMemorial: -Wanting to get out as soon as he possibly could, he began to walk faster, though still not noticing where he was going. Practically ramming into the two and causing them all to topple over, he let out a loud yelp as they fell to the floor as well as his glasses falling to the floor nearby-
NuclearKOREA: I know, I'm too young to be sitting through these meetings. I'm sixteen, for god's-- *was cut off as he collided onto someone, causing his paperwork to fly everywhere* SHIT MOTHERFUCKING BASTARD, WATCH THE FUCK WHERE YOU'RE GOING! *not in a good mood*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *also collides with, paperwork flying everywhere and all over the fucking floor* WHAT THE FUCKING HELL. *stumbled, but collected himself LIKE A BOSS* CHE, FIRST DAY WITH YOUR NEW FEET, BASTARD? *not so much in a good mood either. had to sit in because of the nuclear disarmament talk*
DCMemorial: Yeah, and you're really ones to talk. -Practically hissing, vision blurry and his own papers were scattered around the floor- Šūdas where are my glasses...? >> -grumbling under his breath, he began to fumble and feel on the floor for them because of BEING BLIND WITHOUT THEMKTNX-
NuclearKOREA: ......Tch. *picks the glasses up, and pulls DC up, before handing it to him* You had glasses on? Use them more properly next time. Geez.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *grumbling, stays off to the side* Che... Idiot needs to watch where he's going...
DCMemorial: -He gave a slow nod in thanks when he was pulled back up and handed his glasses, putting them back on- Ačiū...But next time, watch where you're going. >>
NuclearKOREA: ....I'm going to say the same thing for you. Tch. *kneels back down on the floor, sorting out the English, Korean, and Japanese papers xDDDD*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *not even going to talk, kneels back down to sort out his papers from the rest* ......
DCMemorial: .....-Sighing, he shook his head and began to help to sort through the papers, blinking when he saw the different languages on the other papers- ...Now that I think about it...You two look familiar.
NuclearKOREA: .... *hands the English papers he could gather to DC, then the Japanese to Hiro, before sorting through his and trying to put it in order* North Korea. Everyone probably knows me... and not for good things, too. Tch.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *shakes his head, taking the papers from NK; mutters a quiet 'thanks' before looking up at DC* ...Hiroshima. Same as him, but for different reasons. Che. =_=
DCMemorial: -Shaking his head himself, he pushed the papers into his bookbag before looking at the two- D.C. ....Same for me as well. Let me guess, here for the nuclear disarm talk?
NuclearKOREA: .....Hmph. And accomplished fucking NOTHING. *glares at his papers*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *grumble* Yeah, fat load of good all that did...
DCMemorial: ....Kinda figured that was the case. I got run here to bring my bosses' paperwork about it, really there are times when I wonder why they can't butt out of our business when they only make things a lot worse. >>
NuclearKOREA: ...Tch. Very true. The fucker's had me at his beck and call doing all his shit for him, even when I don't want to. I would NOT be in this fucking meeting if it wasn't for him insisting on it. I've got a shitload of better things to do with my life, goddamn it. *glares at the papers one last time, before stuffing them into his briefcase violently, AGAIN*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Never have I been more in agreement about such things. *shoves papers into his folder, cussing to himself in Japanese as he does; peeks over at DC* ..... You. I definitely feel like I've met you before today.
DCMemorial: Know exactly whatt you mean. I'm still a kid but they think they can just run me ragged and run all their papers like some paperboy.. -Grumbling under his breath, he began to fidget with his glasses- Now that I think about it....I think we have met before...
NuclearKOREA: .... *eyes him up and down* ...If you're talking about me, I don't think so. But you look familiar. *adjusts his tie a tad, itching to just fucking TEAR the thing off and be back in his military uniform*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *looks DC over again, frowning in thought* America-idiot. *first thought to his head; shakes it off* Argh. Sorry. But. >>; *yeaaaah, DC looks like that to him*
DCMemorial: I'm here a lot, so maybe it's because of that? -head slightly tilts to the side, cocking a brow-
NuclearKOREA: ...Maybe. But now that he mentions it, you DO look like that American fucker. *narrows eyes at suspiciously*
DCMemorial: ........-sighs- He's my dad, that's why. >>
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Possibly--- *eyes widen; entire form tensing up, he growls a bit* So /that's/ why...
NuclearKOREA: ....... Tch. Just so long as you don't act like your daddy, you're fine with me. *sighs, shifting his feet* ......You know, instead of standing here, why don't we go to a... cafe or whatever? >> *awkward*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *HOORAY awkward* .........
DCMemorial: ...Um...That's alright with me. I know some good places close to here..And no...I don't act like my dad, thanks.
NuclearKOREA: ................................................Good. Then we'd probably get along. *clutches his briefcase* Lead the way. You coming, Yuu-san?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nod* Hai. Right behind you. *follows behind, clutching folder*
DCMemorial: You might want to stick close...It's easy to get lost in this city. -Not even bothering to look back at the two, he moved down the hallways and out the front doorway-
NuclearKOREA: ..... *flushes* I'M NOT GOING TO GET LOST, IDIOT! DDDDD////< *follows behind, walking briskly and fuming*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: C-che! *flush* Me neither....!
DCMemorial: ......-stops, looking back at NK over his glasses with a raised brow- You're on my turf, atsipalaiduoti, uždarytas ir klausyti manęs. >>
NuclearKOREA: ..............What? *blankface*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *getting the message, shuts up* =_=;;
DCMemorial: -small grin- To put it simply, chill out, shut up, and listen to me. I know where I'm going, you don't.
NuclearKOREA: ........... *knows he WILL get lost xD* ....Fine, dammit. *huffs, annoyed*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *following NK will get him lost, so would follow anyway* .....
DCMemorial: Relax, this place is just down the street and around the corner. -turns back around and walks down the sidewalk and around the corner, moving toward a small, but homey looking coffee shop-
NuclearKOREA: *follows* ...Ah. Is it that place? *looks at the shop, then glances at his wristwatch. Well shit, he has no time. but he really doesn't care; it's nice to be out of his own territory once in a while*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *forcing himself to relax, quietly follows Danny; lets out a little breath* Looks to be that way. >>;
DCMemorial: Uh huh, this is the place. What...-turns around, walking backward with a small grin- Scared that the coffee will be poisoned or something?
NuclearKOREA: .... *very, VERY small grin* No, just-- *RING* ...Shit. Hold on. *goes away to ANSWER*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: ... Nani desu-yo? *headtilt*
DCMemorial: ....? I have no clue... -blinks-
NuclearKOREA: .... *some shouting in Korean can be heard, then finally, English* I SAID. I'll be FUCKING back at TWO, or so HELP ME, I will NOT be back there at all, so lay off my back, okay?! Goddamn it! *presses the hang-up button angrily, then shoves the phone back into his pocket, fuming, before composing himself as he goes back to their side* ...Sorry.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: ...Your boss? =_=
DCMemorial: ...Your boss I take it? >>
NuclearKOREA: ....Tch. Yeah. Fucker wants me to go back right now. Well, he can kiss my ass. His royal fucking highness will LEARN how to wait. Goddamn it. *FUMEFUMEFUME*
DCMemorial: ....I don't see why no one's tried to knock him off of his high horse yet. >>
HiroshimaPaperCranes: So that's the one that's trying to push nukes. Che. *instant dislike*
NuclearKOREA: ......... *fists clench* Nobody CAN. That's the fucking issue here. *grits teeth* If I was stronger, I'd openly defy him. But for now, not going back home at the right time is about all the disobedience I can afford. Fucking hell. And yes, he's the one trying to push for the goddamn nukes. FUCKER. *insert incoherent swearing in Japanese, Chinese, and Korean here*
DCMemorial: .....-frowning as they got into the shop, he gave a slight tilt of his head and moved to a booth in the back- We can talk about it more once we sit down..
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* Yeah... Better spoken about in private.
NuclearKOREA: *fuming, still, he plopped on the seat across DC, throwing his briefcase to the floor* .......Tch. I wish I can talk about it. But I can't. I'm not ALLOWED to.
DCMemorial: .....I don't see why not. You're in the states, you can talk about really anything openly here.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *taking a seat beside NK, sets his folder on the floor* .......
NuclearKOREA: ..... *stares at DC gloomily, with burdened brown eyes* I'm WATCHED. And when I say WATCHED or MONITORED, I am. My boss probably put a tracking or listening device somewhere in my belongings. I can't afford to risk it. Tch. I feel so... so controlled. There was NEVER a time I haven't thought of just putting a goddamn bullet in my head and end it all. But I can't. I-- *goes silent* ...Shit. Sorry about that.
DCMemorial: ....-Shakes his head, taking off of his glasses and picked up a napkin to clean the glass- Kinda figured that's what you'd say...Really, that's just sad to feel controlled all the time. Actually...If you wouldn't mind...Would you mind if I looked at your bag?
NuclearKOREA: .... *thinks for a moment, because top secret papers are in there; then remembers it's in Korean, NORTH Korean nonetheless, so he won't be able to understand it* ..Nah. Go right ahead. *hands him the briefcase, sighing*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *still trying to relax; feels very uncomfortable around Americans still* .....
DCMemorial: -He gave a slow nod in thanks, taking the briefcase and got to his feet- Excuse me for a minute. -gives a small smile and a nod, disappearing among the rows of tables and booths-
NuclearKOREA: *goes wide-eyed, following after him* WOAH! Don't destroy that, important papers are in there!!!!
DCMemorial: .....-Sighs, looking back at him- Chill, it'll be fine. I'm not going to destroy anything, you have my word.
NuclearKOREA: .........Fine. Don't read anything either. Not that you can anyway, but I'm warning you.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: =_=;;; Just... try to trust the kid, *no room to talk wut*
NuclearKOREA: ... *does not trust anyone except a select few, that's a little bit too much to ask xD*
DCMemorial: ........I can't even read korean. It only looks like a bunch of pictures to me, just relax and try and trust me...Ok? -Turns back around and disappears again-
NuclearKOREA: ....Fine. *plops back down beside Hiro, worried look on his face*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *fidgeting* Just... He seems like he won't do anything.
NuclearKOREA: ...I know, but... what if he goes to a translator or something? If anything in there gets out, my boss will kill me. *EXTREME DISTRUST*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: I know, I know... *pats on the back* I highly doubt that he has a translator with him. If he does, where would he hide the bastard? >>;
NuclearKOREA: ... *sighs* I don't know. Somewhere... *contemplates* ...I really should learn to trust people more. But I can't. I just can't find myself doing so.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nodnod* I can tell. Maybe it's just your boss's influence, but. Calm down, he seems nice enough.
NuclearKOREA: .... I know, I know. *RING* ....Oh for the love of god, HOLY FUCKING SHIT. Excuse me. *again, turns away a bit to speak some ANGRY, FUMING Korean, then switches to English* ...Look here. I will throw this phone away if you call ONE MORE TIME, and you will NEVER fucking see me again except on Live television exposing all your shit. DO YOU GET ME? *almost throws the phone away in frustration*
DCMemorial: Boss again I take it? -Comes back carrying three cups of coffee in his arms and the bag slung over his shoulder with his own bookbag-
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Che... Sounds like a real motherfucker you have on your hands... *stares at phone in almost fear of NK's boss pff*
NuclearKOREA: A REAL motherfucker, indeed. *eyes DC* Where have you been?
DCMemorial: Lets just say that you don't have to worry about what you say now. -innocent smile-
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *raises eyebrow* Really, now. *starting to like this kid now, American though he is*
NuclearKOREA: .... *not surprised* So there WAS something in there?
DCMemorial: Mmm hmm, let's just say that the little bugs took a swim. ^^
NuclearKOREA: ................................That's good and all, but now my boss is going to be calling me every ten seconds.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nod* And he's only going to answer in a pissier way every time.
DCMemorial: ......How about turning it off, or better yet....Chuck it out the window and let it get run over by a truck.
NuclearKOREA: ...You don't know how much I wish I can do that. No matter how fierce I look, I'm still under that fucker. I can only defy so much.
DCMemorial: I want to be able to talk freely, and how can you do that if you think that you have to answer your phone every five seconds? I don't like my bosses either, but there are...More subtle ways of defiance.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Just... what if you ignore it when it rings? Or better, set it to silent?
NuclearKOREA: ......Keeping it on silent is a good idea, but tell me about these.. subtle ways of defiance. *INTEREST*
DCMemorial: -grin- One way that I've found to be effective is to be fluent in another language that the bosses don't understand, as well as being able to outwit and outsmart them. Comments that leave them guessing on what you actually said.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *snorts* I pulled that one on your father in 1951. It works, it really does.
NuclearKOREA: ..........My boss doesn't know either Chinese or Japanese. I'll take this chance. *grins, evilly, very slowly*
DCMemorial: It works, very very well. The idiots that I have to deal with still haven't figured out what language I talk in, so no translator from them yet even after all these years.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *smiles smally* Oh... And what language was that, if you want to tell?
NuclearKOREA: .....They're that much of idiots? Tch, I don't get how that-- *RING* ..... *GRIN* Excuse me. >3 *answers phone, in Japanese* Why greetings, fucker. When I get home, you'll get a bullet through your head, and you won't know what hit you. And you know what? The whole fucking world will thank me for it. So, okay? Thanks, bye. *satisfied at the long silence on the other line... then a dead line* ....... *puts phone away, triumphant* I'm betting he won't be calling for a LONG while.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *understands all of it, snickering to himself the whole time* ...... Good job. I bet he'll be sitting there with a fucked-up look on his face...
DCMemorial: .........-sly grin, sitting back down at the table hand put two of the cups in front of them before sipping at his own- What did you say anyway?
NuclearKOREA: ....I like this tactic. *grins evilly, tucking his phone back into his pocket* It helps me calm down, too. And, ahh, *looks at DC* Basically telling him I'm going to shoot him in the fucking face when I get home, if he calls again. *innocent smile of his own*
DCMemorial: .....Good job. -grins, clapping slowly- Have to applaud you on that one...Feel better?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: I would assume so, seeing as you're grinning like a fucking madman.
NuclearKOREA: ....... *sips coffee calmly, a triumphant smile still on his face* Why, of course. I just got a fucking pest off my back, who wouldn't be happy?
DCMemorial: You going to be using that tactic more often then? -sipping at his own-
NuclearKOREA: ....Of course. It prevents me from fuming more than I already am. *the smile wouldn't leave his face, as he continues sipping at his coffee* Now that the fucker's been completely out of reach at the moment, shall we continue our discussion?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Of course. *nods, sipping at his own coffee*
DCMemorial: ....Alright, I'm curious on what you think about this whole thing with the nuclear weapons.
NuclearKOREA: ....What /I/ think, or what my boss wants me to think? That's two different things-- .....Shit. Forget I said that. Forget I said that. SHIT SHIT SHIT. *headdesks; has made it a point to not let ANYONE know that his ideologies are different from his boss'*
DCMemorial: ....I want to know what you think to be honest.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *peeks sideways at NK, raising an eyebrow* .... Go ahead. *keeping in his strong anti-nuclear feelings to himself, for now at least*
NuclearKOREA: ....Like, I said, NO. It's too dangerous. I just hate how powerless I am. Tch. Fuck. *groans, burying his face in his hands*
DCMemorial: ......The bugs have been taken care of, and no one can hear us here. It's just three kids talking politics, that's all.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods, putting hands in his lap* It's safe, here.
NuclearKOREA: .... *looks around cautiously* Tch. Fine. *pauses for a minute, then sighs; he needs to let this out anyway* To be honest, I hate the fucker's ideology and basically his plans for me and my people. I'm against the fucking nukes myself. Which is WHY I hate how I go to these meetings, and cannot express my OWN opinion. The fucker always tells me to go against anything that says "anti-nukes." That, and... and...... and... *can't bring himself to talk about his brother*
DCMemorial: -He gave a slow nod in understanding, sipping at his coffee- I can understand how frustrating that can be...But there can be other ways to get your own opinion across. You just have to find your own way to do it.
NuclearKOREA: ...You don't understand how this all works. There is NO room for MY opinion. Everything has to be done HIS way.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Sounds like you're working under a child, to be honest. *snorts softly*
NuclearKOREA: ....Tch. A DANGEROUS child.
DCMemorial: .....Not if your more subtle about it. I think there are ways to be able to do it, and I have to agree...An ignorant, self-absorbed child who will throw a tantrum if he doesn't get his way..
NuclearKOREA: ...If only I could say that to his face. But I am not a man of subtlety. *sighs*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *snark* Write it on a bullet. /Then/ he'll get it.
DCMemorial: Yeah, but that really wouldn't accomplish anything. His son would then take over, and the cycle would only start again.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Damnit. *grumble*
NuclearKOREA: ...And I know. I watch him brainwash his son. And I wish I could do something about it. *feels for the gun in his coat* Weapons are powerful... but powerless against a man like him.
DCMemorial: Think about it though...We do hold more power than our bosses. We are the ones out with our people, whereas our bosses aren't. There could possibly be a way for you to maybe rally your people against him?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *is technically bad luck if he's seen out among his people, sssshhh*
NuclearKOREA: .... *looks at DC with those burdened eyes again, sighing* The people are afraid. They will NOT express their displease, no matter what, for fear of annihilation. Our military is too strong. They'll be wiped out. There is no way for them to express what they really feel... Just like me. We're all in his clutches, squirming helpless, and there's nothing we can do about it.
DCMemorial: ......Have you tried to at least for help? -His tone was quiet, chewing on the bottom of the back of his lower lip-
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *having gone quiet himself, studies the coffee between his hands as though it's the most interesting thing EVER* .... *bites lower lip, thoughtful*
NuclearKOREA: ...I have. Multiple times, I have. I've talked and mingled with my people. But no one is willing to rise up against the government. So I have left it to myself to deal about this, and deal with this I will; I just have to find a way.
DCMemorial: ....To take down a tyrannical regime like that....No one person can do it alone, no matter hard you try.
NuclearKOREA: I know. Believe me, I know. *mirthless laugh* But I have no choice, now, do I?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *peeks up at DC again, uncertain* The world needs to know. To help you to uproot this horrible man from his throne.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *said as though more to himself than anything*
DCMemorial: .....I agree...The world does need to know. I'm thinking maybe we can stay in touch and keep talking about this when we actually do go home?
NuclearKOREA: ...Stay in touch... *sighs* That's impossible. Phone lines are wired.
DCMemorial: .....Do you have a computer?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* In any way we can...
NuclearKOREA: ...With a blocked internet, yes.
DCMemorial: ....Do you have e-mail?
NuclearKOREA: ...Yes. But everything goes through my boss first. *sighs* Like I said, my boss is paranoid.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Even mail goes through that bastard? *raise eyebrow*
DCMemorial: .....Hmmm...Maybe IMs?
NuclearKOREA: ..Any form of communication does, Yuu-san. And impossible. He has never allowed me to make one.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *in Japanese* Holy fucking shit. What a paranoid asshole.
DCMemorial: Well then....Maybe we need to come up with some sort of code, hm?
NuclearKOREA: ...A code... right. He'll figure it out; that man is smart. *sighs again* I'll tell you what. I'll just come here whenever I can get out. *brings out.. AMERICAN MAP* This is where we are, right? *points to a point on the map... that is 76587465872662562785627856 miles OFF because he’s NK*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *peeks over at the map, noting the spot* Ne... You're off, I think...
DCMemorial: .....Ne.It'd maybe be better if you come to my city, which is right here. -points toward the spon on the map-
NuclearKOREA: *takes a RED pen from his front pocket and circles it* Right, I'll make sure to do that.
DCMemorial: I'll give you my cell number so you can easily get a hold of me, especially when you do come back. I'm usually around the city during the day.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *watching both of them, carefully* ......
NuclearKOREA: ....Right. Thanks. *sinks down to chair, playing with his braid* I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK. DAMMIT.
DCMemorial: ....Then why can't you stay here for the night?
NuclearKOREA: .... You think my boss would let me do that?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Because his bastard boss keeps calling. =_=';;;
DCMemorial: Why else do you think I said to chuck the phone out the window and let it get run over by a car? -grin-
NuclearKOREA: .....Right. I'll be DEAD if I do that. >>
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Say you dropped it. It was an accident.
NuclearKOREA: ......I like this idea.
DCMemorial: That could be easily passed off as an accident.
NuclearKOREA: .......... *looks at his unfinished coffee and opens up the cap, before dunking his cellphone in* Burn in hell, fucker. *grins in pure satisfaction as the liquid gets absorbed into the communication device*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: There you go. No more problem.
DCMemorial: ......-broad grin- Now you don't have to worry about that.
NuclearKOREA: ....I guess I have to go buy a new one. But I don't feel like it. >3
DCMemorial: -grins- Then you don't have too...
HiroshimaPaperCranes: So you don't get one. *shrug* Where's the problem there?
NuclearKOREA: ...Tch. First act of defiance? >3
DCMemorial: Mmm hmmm. -grins- Looks like I have a lot to teach you about defiance...
NuclearKOREA: ... *grins* This is true. After all, the first act of outright defiance has to come from me. And hopefully, my people will get the courage to follow.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* Here's to hoping.
DCMemorial: Here is to hoping..I think if they see what you're doing..They'll follow.
NuclearKOREA: ... I hope so. I want what's best for them. And to get them out of that fucker's clutches is the best way. I'll send him to hell... Even if I have to follow.
DCMemorial: But if you do that though....Who will be there to lead your people?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: That's true... Even as he burns, who will keep them safe?
NuclearKOREA: ....Right, right. But if that's the only method... I can't avoid it, can I? *small smile*
DCMemorial: There are other ways, just haven't found them yet.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: We'll find a way.
NuclearKOREA: ...Of course. But in the event that we don't... *takes out handgun from inside the pocket coat of his suit, fingering with the safety* I'll take matters into my own hands. No matter what method I have to use. Because the world has had enough of this shit.
DCMemorial: ....But what won't do any good unless the weeds are also properly taken care of.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Weeds...? *headtilt*
NuclearKOREA: ...Weeds...? *thoughtful*
DCMemorial: Mmm hmm, think about it. The ones who he has brainwashed to carry on his so-called dynasty.
NuclearKOREA: .................Then. Best to uproot all of them. *stares at his handgun thoughtfully, playing with the safety*
DCMemorial: ....Aren't there any decent ones in that family? At all? >>
HiroshimaPaperCranes: >> Not from what I hear.
NuclearKOREA: ....I heard the oldest son is Christian. Which is why he wasn't chosen. Though I am not Christian myself, I think he may be the best bet.
DCMemorial: -nods- That's what I've heard...So out of all of them....He might be the best choice.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Seems to be that way. *nods, studying NK's handgun*
NuclearKOREA: ..... But in the event that he becomes like his father, at any point.... *cuts off, letting the dangerous weapon in his hands speak for him*
DCMemorial: ...Be rid of him too?
NuclearKOREA: *checks the magazine for bullets, then pops it back in* Of course.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: If that's the plan, then...
NuclearKOREA: ........Just. If I wasn't so stupid, so long ago.. If I had gotten rid of the VERY roots of this problem... It wouldn't have gotten like this. That, and my... *quiet voice* ...brother...
DCMemorial: ....Your brother?
NuclearKOREA: You'd know him. Im Yong Soo, South Korea. The loud-mouthed brat who runs around saying everything originated from him. He's my younger twin brother.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Breast-claiming little... *breaks off*
DCMemorial: Oh yeah...Him...>>
NuclearKOREA: ... *small, amused smile, still staring down at his handgun, though with wistful eyes now, full of feelings that he had kept bottled inside* Yes, him... Because of all this... I can't even... *wishes he had his cap on so he can hide the very obvious tears forming in his eyes*
DCMemorial: ...You can't see him at all...Can you?
NuclearKOREA: ........................ If you couldn't even say hi to your brother, how would you feel?
DCMemorial: ......-looks downward- Awful...
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* Awful.
NuclearKOREA: ...If you're forced to act hostile against your brother, and make sure he thinks you hate him, how would you feel?
DCMemorial: .........Awful....
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *shakes head, averting gaze* I couldn't.
DCMemorial: I wouldn't be able to do it...
NuclearKOREA: ....That's what I'm being forced to do. And what I must continue doing. *clenches fist around the handle of the gun, biting his lower lip* Even though I... *very, very quiet voice* Even though in truth, I still love him so, and yet, I can't say it, much more /show/ it...
DCMemorial: ....Then....It seems as though the problem is going to need to be taken care of....And soon....-whispers quietly, slightly shaking-
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Mhm... As soon as possible...
NuclearKOREA: ...It will be. As soon as I grow stronger, it WILL be. *flips safety off* It's preventing me from doing one other thing. And I don't know how I can take it anymore.
DCMemorial: .....From doing what?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *headtilt* ......?
NuclearKOREA: ....................................................... *suddenly flushes, bowing his head lower so as not to let them see his red face as much as possible*
DCMemorial: .....-headtilt-
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *headtilts; then, comprehending (a little?), smiles a bit* ...Onii-san? Something to do with Onii-san, right?
NuclearKOREA: ........................................................................... *nods sloooowly* ...Right. That. *clears throat, trying to appear more dignified again, but FAILING so BAD*
DCMemorial: ......Onii-san? Wait, you mean....Japan? -Blinks, before a small, knowing smile formed-
NuclearKOREA: *hisses* You don't need to verbalize it! DD///x *flushes again*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Hai. Japan. *pats NK*
NuclearKOREA: *patt'd, flushes even more, keeping gaze straight at the gun in his hands* ........................I-It's a big deal! ....My relationship with him is supposed to be a secret from my boss. So... I can't... I can't... *slumps over the table, hiding his face, mumbling very, very inaudibly* propose.
DCMemorial: .....Hmm? What was that? -headtilt, leaning forward on the table with a bright grin- What did you say?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *leans closer, careful* ...? Ne? What was that?
NuclearKOREA: .....!!!!!! *sits straight up, almost flailing* I KNOW YOU TWO HEARD ME!!!! *flushing wildly, SO red it's NOT FUNNY XD*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: So you... And Onii-san... *little smile, snickering at the flailing*
DCMemorial: Come on, not really. -bright grin-
NuclearKOREA: .......... *GLARES AT DC* I KNOW YOU KNOW. DDD///<
DCMemorial: -grin- How could I when you were mumbling?
NuclearKOREA: ....Dammit, I said... *mumbles* propose, okay? PROPOSE. *facepalms, running a hand down his ridiculously red face*
DCMemorial: ....-broad grin- See? that wasn't so hard, was it?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *pats NK* Thought that was what you said.
NuclearKOREA: .... *glares at DC half-heartedly* Y-you made me say it on purpose!!! DDDD////<
DCMemorial: Think about it, if I didn't make you say it, how do you think that you would believe that when you do...That you actually could?
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Well.. So he did, but now we know.
NuclearKOREA: ............................I don't even know if I CAN ever even say it. Thinking about it ALONE is... *sighs* On top of it being a secret from my boss, Kiku-san and I are... related. To a certain extent. It's... it's a forbidden relationship in the first place... *bites his lower lip again*
DCMemorial: .....I don't see how. You're not related by blood, besides....How is it forbidden? -browraise-
NuclearKOREA: ........Have you... ever read up on my history...? *quiet voice*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *shakes head* Against his beliefs, I think.
DCMemorial: ....I have. -Murmurs in a quiet voice, arms crossing- Against your beliefs....Or against your bosses beliefs?
NuclearKOREA: .....................Tch... *clenches his fist* I think.. you know the answer to that question.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* The fucker. I see.
DCMemorial: Ne, I do...You want to be able to slowly slip from his grip...Taip?
NuclearKOREA: ........You say "slowly"... But if that's the only method, I'll take it.
DCMemorial: Outright defiance would only cause more unnecessary problems and unwanted attention, that's what happened with me and my people during Vietnam for our protests against the war. You have to learn to be more under-handed. Move under the table so to speak.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods* Or, do what DC here does a lot more.
DCMemorial: ...-glances toward Hiro with a small smile- Just call me Danny, everyone does.
NuclearKOREA: .......... *grins a bit* Outright defiance was NEVER an option for me anyway, unless I want an early death. The military is too loyal. Too afraid to defy what the fucker wants.
DCMemorial: Ok, let me put this into perspective for you then. -Leaning down and rummaging through his bookbag, he pulled a small chess set from it. Putting the board and setting up the pieces- Think of your situation to be like a game of chess, with your asshole of a boss being the black king. You have to play your pieces right in order to get the checkmate and topple over the king.
NuclearKOREA: .......And I'll think of myself as the pawn. *grabs a white pawn, and topples the black king off the board* Who ends his fucking hold over myself and my people, once and for all.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *raises eyebrow* You had that this whole time.
DCMemorial: .....-Sighs, taking back the pawn with a shake of his head and reset the king- It doesn't work that way, it's all a matter of wit and strategy. -blinking at Hiro's question, he glanced over at him with a grin- Of course I did.
NuclearKOREA: .................Tch. Damn it. I want this done the quickest way possible, even if I have to spill blood. I have no time to linger anymore. My people have had enough for sixty-five years. I don't want to make them wait another twenty.
DCMemorial: From what I know and from what you've told me about your boss....He's not very bright. Tell you what, play a game with me. Then after, I'll explain.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *goes silent just to watch* ...
NuclearKOREA: .... I've not played chess for as long as I can remember. But I'll try, I guess...
DCMemorial: -smiles- Just trust me. ^^ -makes the first move-
NuclearKOREA: *MAKES THE SECOND MOVE DUN DUN*
DCMemorial: -A few moves and taken pieces later, he grinned, letting his knight topple the king.- Checkmate.
NuclearKOREA: ....Wha...? *blinks* ...I know I haven't played for a long time, but this is ridiculous. >>;;;
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Yep. He kicked your ass.
NuclearKOREA: *glares at Hiro* I did NOT need that verbalized. D///<
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *snickers* Fine.
DCMemorial: Then I will have to teach you. You have to be able to think of war like a game of chess, look at the black pieces for example. The pawns are the low soldiers, bishops being the overbearing religious figures, the rooks the main military men, the knight the top military official, the queen his sons, and the king himself being his royal highness. In order to be able to topple over the king, you must make yourself be a knight. The knights are unpredictable, they can move forward and back at will. As you play, you must use strategy and wit to take out the pieces in the way in order to be able to trap the king.
NuclearKOREA: .... *nods, listening to every word* ...Strategy, wit... and if necessary... *glances at the gun he had laid down on the table in front of him earlier* violence.
DCMemorial: -nods slowly- Exactly. Notice how you played against me? That is how your boss plays the game, he doesn't think about his next move. He stays in the background, only leading to his eventual downfall.
NuclearKOREA: .....This... is true. Then... how about another game, just to see if I got your point? *grins*
DCMemorial: .....-grins right back, resetting up the board- You're on. This time...I'll take on the role of your boss. Let's see if you can figure out how to beat me.
NuclearKOREA: *makes the first move DUN DUN*
DCMemorial: -Thinks for a second before making his own move-
NuclearKOREA: *and just about exactly the same way, a few moves later, checkmates DC… with the knight* .....
DCMemorial: .........-looking over the board, looking up at NK before clapping slowly- Congratulations, you were able to get me in a checkmate.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *also claps, albeit slowly*
NuclearKOREA: ......I get your point now. I very much get it. *grinning, still* ...I'm going to act now, and fast. Thank you... for opening my eyes. *holds out a hand to DC, smiling genuinely*
DCMemorial: -He smiled in return, taking NK's hand and giving it a firm shake- It's no problem, at all.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *having been (mostly) silent this whole time, reaches out to shake DC's hand as well* ^^; Nice to finally meet someone who feels as I do.
DCMemorial: Feels the same? How so? -Tilts his head slightly with a grin, shaking Hiro's hand after he did with NK-
NuclearKOREA: ...I've been curious to know what you think about this whole thing, Yuu-san. *puts the gun back in his inside coat pocket, but not before switching the safety back on*
HiroshimaPaperCranes: Well... *settles self back in his seat, hands closed around the coffee* You both know what happened back in 1945, and... Let's just say the aftermath wasn't pretty for anyone. After then, both my boss and myself decided that nuclear warfare is deadly, no matter whose hands it is in, and... *trails off, thoughtful* And at all costs, they need to be eliminated.
DCMemorial: -He gave a slow nod out of agreement, sipping at his coffee before setting the cup back down- I have to agree...If memory serves me correctly, I think that Truman was itching to use those bombs. He somehow managed to convince dad to sign the order for it, but I don't know what it was or what he said. I've asked, but dad won't talk about it...At all.
NuclearKOREA: *would reach for his coffee, but his cellphone was currently swimming in it kthx* .......Russia... Russia told me that... that Alfred had wanted to use those bombs. *brainwashed* ...Although, this is weird coming from me... but /I/, as myself, agree with you. Even though my boss says I shouldn't.
HiroshimaPaperCranes: *nods in consideration to Danny's words, closing his eyes in thought* We... My people and I, we were told that for whatever reason, we had it coming. Chiaki-neechan, too. *a bit of tension enters his tone, but he keeps it under control* Che... Truman was itching to press the button, from what I hear. Manhattan Project, my ass. *grumbles, taking a sip of coffee*
DCMemorial: I remember...We were told the same thing. To stop Japan's people from wiping themselves out in a war that they themselves had dragged us into. Truman was itching to press the button....I remember my talk with Einstein when we came home from Europe after the war was over. I will never forget what he said...On how ashamed he was that he ever invented such a thing that was originally supposed to be used to solve electricity problems...Only to be turned by the Manhattan Project into weapons.
NuclearKOREA: .... *the talk of nukes was always sensitive to him, as he was probably the one affected by this the most; clenches his fist, tightly, gritting his teeth and glaring at nothing, keeping his vigil of silence lest he either bursts into a string of colorful curses, or into tears of frustration
DCMemorial: .....-frowning at the reaction they were getting from NK, his head slightly lowered- If you don't want to talk about this...We can stop.*
NuclearKOREA: ...N-no, it's... it's fine... *burdened, quiet voice* Just... just this talk of nukes brings me back to THOSE days... The day when my brother and I were separated... the day I first fired a gun at him... and the day Kim Il Sung rose into power, and I didn't do anything. I was blind... following him, whatever he said, because it MADE SENSE... but when we got to the 90s... I now know the huge mistake I've made. I... should have finished him. I should have. There were many opportunities... But then my blind devotion prevented me from doing so. My stupidity... It's just... If it wasn't for me, we would still be together...! *clenches fist even tighter, nails digging into his palm*
DCMemorial: -Looking downward, he leaned forward and rested his hands ontop of NK's clenched fists. His bright blue eyes behind his glasses were understanding, yet at the same time had a hint of concern in them.- I honestly don't think it's your fault...I've done some reading on your boss and his son, and they had you in the mindset of a cult. Ok, let me ask a few things...Was the first an eloquent speaker?
NuclearKOREA: ...No. He wasn't a man of speech, but we were all taken in by his.. his hypnotizing charisma. It was as though we know that he knew what he was talking about, and if we followed him, everything would be better. *the fists don't relax, at all* ...Until the 90s came. The purging, and the controlling, began. My country was in ruins. But fear had already emanated amongst the people, and no one dared defy. It was too late before we realized it. He said everything was going to be "better".. That he had devised movements such as the Three Revolutions Teams movement.. But in reality, it was only forcing us people into working for him. And before he died? He fucking declared ETERNAL RULE. He had already brainwashed Kim Jong Il, which I had supported at first because like I said, I was blind. But when I finally opened my eyes, it was too late. Everything was irreversible. He had succeeded to the throne... with the same mindset as his father.
DCMemorial: -His eyes closed as he listened, his body giving an involuntary shiver before he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose- Eternal rule...There is no such thing as an eternal rule. Hate to pull my senelis into this, but his monarchs. All fighting and biting in order for their families to have full control and succession of the crown. Saddam Hussein, until he was finally thrown out of his seat of power. Hitler, until he went mad in hiding and shot himself. Revolutions everywhere, bloodbaths in the name of power or for religious beliefs....What you can really only do...Is make the right moves, and corner the king once all his defenses are taken care of.
NuclearKOREA: ...That fucker... will never accept that there is no such thing as eternal rule. Until I have the strength, the tactics, the wile to stop him, bit by bit... He will stay on that throne. He will rule over my people. He will continue to keep us in fear and isolation. He will continue to monitor us, me... And I'll never be able to live freely. You don't know how many times in a day I contemplate just putting a bullet through his and his sons' heads, and then through mine... But I have people who I care about. People who I care about... and can't openly show that I do. Goddamn it.
DCMemorial: ....I'll be honest....I can't even fathom something like that. Living here, I for the most part can do what I want. But, we're going in the direction of something that we don't like with our new boss, he's there illegally, he hasn't even put forth his birth certificate to show that he's a citizen. I'm worried that something like that is going to happen here...But if it does....I will do what I told you. Play the game and play my pieces in the game to topple the joker on the other end of the board. That's really all you can do, find those who are willing to be in the game under you.
NuclearKOREA: ...Those who are willing to be under me... *takes the gun from inside his coat again, examining it with blank eyes* ...That will be the day, when I can actually find them. For now... I have to do this alone. Until people are willing enough to rise up with me. However... I am willing to kill in cold blood. No matter who it is I have to kill.
DCMemorial: With you being the knight, you need a king behind you to be able to help with matters, someone behind the scenes...Pulling the strings to help and move the pieces forward to lead on to get that checkmate.
NuclearKOREA: ...And who will be this "king", pray tell? *plays with the safety, turning it on and off repeatedly, the sound of its clicks filling his ears*
DCMemorial: You need someone who no one would ever expect, someone who knows strategy and will stay in the shadows to pull the right strings.
NuclearKOREA: ......There is no one like that amongst my people. All the highest military officials, down to the lowest citizen, are loyal to that fucker. Fearfully loyal.
DCMemorial: .....-a small, grin began to tug at his lips, leaning forward- You have someone right in front of you who is willing and has the means to help.
NuclearKOREA: .... *could only stare at him in shock, his big brown eyes blinking slowly, trying to comprehend* ...Y-you.. you're willing to... help... /me/...? *is in utter disbelief, because no one has been willing to help him before* ........Your bosses are against me, though. Especially with me being in the spotlight for being accused of sinking my brother's ship...
DCMemorial: No, I know...But, I don't like my bosses, and regardless of that they don't really pay much attention to me since in their eyes...I'm still a naive kid. Being as quiet and unassuming I am....Has it's advantages. I can do what I want without really being bothered or questioned, I have to be careful around my dad and mama but...If you'll let me help, I'd be more than willing to help.
NuclearKOREA: ...... *bites his lower lip* I appreciate the help, very much, but... but if your bosses catch you...
DCMemorial: -grin- And what if they don't? I'm willing to take that risk...But are you?
NuclearKOREA: .... *smiles smally, clenching his fist around the handle of the gun* ...I am. I'm willing to go through any means now... Just to uproot that man from his fucking thro-- .... *cuts off as he frowns, looking at the reflection of a shady man from the barrel of his handgun. He had seen him before*
DCMemorial: ....Something wrong? -He asked, raising a brow with a frown at the look on his face and from the cut-off-
NuclearKOREA: ....... *mumbles to DC, very, very quietly* Spy. From my place. Keep talking normally like nothing's wrong. *normal voice* But yes, like I said. I'd be very willing to accept your help. *still keeping an eye at the man through the reflection on his gun*
DCMemorial: -He frowned, nodding slowly in response before his own gaze shifted down to the reflection on the gun- Ok, awesome. So we have a deal, yeah?
NuclearKOREA: ................ *clicks safety off quietly, standing up from his seat normally* Yes, we have a deal. So I guess I should go home and put a bullet.... IN THAT FUCKER'S FACE! *points the gun towards the spy, who promptly started to shoot* SHIT!!! *kicks over a table and hides behind it, shooting at the spy as well* Run from here, DC! I'll take care of this fucker!
DCMemorial: -Ducks behind the table, hissing when the bullets ricocheted off the table- No way, I'm not leaving! I may not look like it, but I can kick some ass. Who said I would let you have all the fun?
-Continued on MSN-
NuclearKOREA: Tch, goddamn it. *bolts towards them* DUCK, DC! *aims a sharp kick for the spy's jaw, knocking him backwards, before twisting his arm and wrist and wrenching the gun out of the spy's hands, then putting him on a chokehold with his own gun pointed to the other's temple* You alright, DC?
DCMemorial: -Following his command, he quickly ducked to avoid the kick. Stumbling backward a couple of feet and regained his footing to catch his breath, he nodded- Yeah...I'm fine.
NuclearKOREA: ... *smirks, pressing the gun to the spy's temple harder* Any questions you'd like to ask this fucker before I, ah, /silence/ him?
DCMemorial: Just one. -His arms crossed, normally calm eyes now curning cold behind his glasses- What are you doing here?
NuclearKOREA: *translates it into Korean* Speak, or I'll off you. *spy remains silent* ...Goddamn this fucker won't talk.
DCMemorial: Well then...Let's try something else. Who sent you?
NuclearKOREA: Fucker, do you know what situation you're in? He's asking, who the fuck sent you? *spy still remains silent; presses the gun to his temple harder, switching the safety off again* ...It's the almighty fucker himself, isn't it. *spy slowly nods* .....The fucker sent him. Shit. I now know he can't go back.... Turn away, DC.
DCMemorial: -His head shook slowly, eyes never leaving the spy's own- I've seen my fair share and have caused my fair share.
NuclearKOREA: ....Fine, if you say so. But I know he can't go back. *with one swift move, twists the neck of the spy, thereby killing him; but unsatisfied, throws the corpse violently towards the nearby wall, then empties his whole magazine to his body, eyes cold, no hint of any emotion or cringing* You'll be seeing your beloved boss in hell soon with you, fucker. Have a nice trip to hell. *changes magazine again and turns the safety back on, before putting the gun back in his coat pocket, wiping some of the blood splatter on his face*
DCMemorial: -Eyes closed at his words, shaking his head with a quiet sigh as the sounds of the gunshots filled his ears- So...He decided to make the first move.
NuclearKOREA: ...Yeah, he did. And fuck him for that. But I'll be winning this game... I'll be the knight who'll checkmate the king. And he'll never know what hit him. *eyes still cold, trained on the bloody corpse before him*
DCMemorial: -He gave a slow nod, opening his eyes before looking at the bloody and mangled corpse- I'll be right behind you...Pulling the strings and making the right moves to make it happen.
NuclearKOREA: .....I'm grateful for that. I can't tell you how much, but I'm very grateful for that. *smiles a bit as he throws his suit jacket over the corpse, but not before retrieving the gun* The most respect I can give you, fucker. *starts to walk away* You coming, DC?
DCMemorial: Yeah, I'm coming. -Nodding slowly, he gave one last cold glance down toward the corpse and followed after- Just call me Danny.
NuclearKOREA: ...Danny? Then... Call me, uhh... Dae Jyun, or Iwamoto. Whatever's easier for your tongue. *chuckles a little as the wander back to the shop where they left their bags fft*
DCMemorial: Alright...I will. Ya know...I'm thinking this might be the beginning of a very good friendship. You agree?
NuclearKOREA: ... *smirks a bit, stuffing his hands into his pockets* I agree, very much so. To be quite honest, it's the first time I've trusted someone... outside from the Asians. And an American, nonetheless. Oh, the irony of this situation. *laughs a bit as he walks beside DC*
DCMemorial: Really? So you trust me already? -Lets out a quiet chuckle, fiddling slightly with his glasses-
NuclearKOREA: ...Well, you haven't yet given me a reason NOT to trust you, have you? *raises an eyebrow up at the other, smirking GENUINELY LE GASP!*
DCMemorial: That may be true, but I thought that you had no reason to even give Americans a chance? -Unable to help but let out a quiet laugh, glancing down toward NK-
NuclearKOREA: ...Hmph. Would you rather I not trust you, then?

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NuclearKOREA: *walking around the streets of... uhh, somewhere close to DC, staring at the spot on the map that he had marked with a red pen* .....I am pretty certain it's somewhere close here.... *stares at the map in his hand, completely lost as usual; dressed in a normal white shirt and SKINNY JEANS -because he's Korean xD- in order for him to blend with the crowd, having come here in secret and all*
DCMemorial: -Walking out of a nearby coffee shop with two cups in his hand, he couldn't help but grin slightly when he spotted the familiar face. Shaking his head and shifting through the crowd to walk up behind him- Got lost again? Good thing I was at least nearby.
NuclearKOREA: *blinks at the familiar voice, then turns around and hides the map behind him like a guilty child, flustered* I-I did NOT get lost! I-I was j-just CONFIRMING the map!
DCMemorial: ....You were lost. -His grin only continued to widen, handing out one of the cups to the other- Come on, I know a place where we can talk and not be bothered.
NuclearKOREA: I didn't--! *starts to protest again, but was cut off by the coffee being handed to him* A-ah... Thanks... *blinking, he took it with two hands and bowed slightly, the Northeast Asian way of thanking someone xD* ....I needed to talk with you for sometime... Are you sure this place where we're going to is somewhere where we absolutely won't be bothered OR overheard...?
DCMemorial: Positive, it's starting to get dark and no one goes to this place after hours. -Giving a slight nod to the side, he moved back and away from the crowds, heading down the sidewalk.- The tourism spots are never hit at night, so I wouldn't worry.
NuclearKOREA: ..... *still looking about him cautiously, though, just in case, as he followed DC* ...I'll take your word for that. Though I'm ready to fight if anything happens... Or if anyone spies on me again. *has two pistols hidden on him at all times!*
DCMemorial: ......I don't think we'll have to worry about that to be honest, just take my word for it, ok?
NuclearKOREA: ...Whatever you say. *shrugs as he puts his hands in his pockets, trying to look casual but FAILING since he has that eternally rigid pose*
DCMemorial: And besides, if anything does happen....-His lips curled slightly as they came up to a large building- We can get them lost and never find their way out.
NuclearKOREA: ................ *stares at the building* I'D get lost in that... *FAILS*
DCMemorial: .....I know all the twists, turns, everything about this building. Welcome to the Smithsonian. -grins as he headed up the steps, taking a set of keys out of his messenger bag-
NuclearKOREA: ...Whatever you say. I'll just take your word for this.. *waits behind him patiently, though distress shown on his face as he lets out a quiet sigh*
DCMemorial: .......-Hearing the distress in his voice, he let out a quiet sigh of his own as he unlocked the door and pushed it open- Chill, it's fine. I practically grew up in this building, I won't let you get lost, you just have to stick close.
NuclearKOREA: .... *quiet voice, as he followed him inside* I know, I know... Right now, that's the least of my problems...
DCMemorial: ...Least of your problems? -Closing and locking the door behind again, he quickly moved behind the desk and flipped the switches to turn on the lights as the whole museum lit up again in a dim light- Come on then, walk with me. What is it you wanted to talk to me about?
NuclearKOREA: ... *runs a hand down his face, letting a loud sigh escape him* A lot of things... I-I don't know where to start. I... didn't know who else to go to. I didn't want to bother China-san or my cousin, and I didn't want to burden Kiku any more than I already am... And I sure as fucking hell can't talk to my brother right now. So... I-I'm sorry for calling you out like this.
DCMemorial: -Giving a simple wave, his head gave a slight guesture to the side as if saying to follow before disappearing down one of the hallways- I'm always available to listen, just remember that.
NuclearKOREA: *increasing his pace, he made sure to keep the other in his line of sight* ...Thanks. I... you don't know how grateful I am to hear that.
DCMemorial: .....Hey...It's what I'm here for, right? So...What's on your mind?
NuclearKOREA: A lot, a whole lot, I don't know where to start... But I'll try, anyway... *sighs* Is there anywhere we can sit...? This talk might take a while..
DCMemorial: ....We can just sit on the floor. -Shrugging and pressing his back against a nearby wall, he slid downward onto the floor-
NuclearKOREA: ....Ah, alright... *sits beside DC, though not very near him as that would be awkward (much like the distance of the far-end of the couch, really, if they were sitting on the couch), Japanese-style: AKA sitting on your legs with your back straight and your hands in your lap >w>*
DCMemorial: ........What, it's not like I have a disease or something. -Unable to help but let out a quiet laugh- you don't have to sit that far off.
NuclearKOREA: A-ah, s-sorry... I just thought you wouldn't be comfortable.... *scoots JUST a bit closer, though still really far off; he's shy, give him a break >w>*
DCMemorial: .........Why would I be uncomfortable? Atsipalaiduokite, you're being way to tense.
NuclearKOREA: .... *sighs* I'm not tense, it's just the way I am. *quiet voice, as he keeps his line of sight trained at the floor in front of him*
DCMemorial: ....You are being tense. -Sighing, he scooted closer before drawing a leg up to his chest and wrapped his arms around it- Alright...Tell me what's on your mind.
NuclearKOREA: .............. *staring at his hands that are laid flat on his lap, biting his lower lip* ....Where do I start...? J-just... I'm overwhelmed, so fucking overwhelmed by everything that's happening. *the hands on his lap form into a tight fist* There's... I'm sure you've heard of the current issues with me and your dad. I... I don't know what to do about that. Sure, I hate him, but.... I don't want a fucking war, because that would mean that my brother would have to be involved. On top of this, I-I don't know what to do with anything anymore... I occasionally get the feeling of not ever wanting to get up from the bed and face another hopeless day... God, I KNOW I'm not making any sense right now, and there are so many things I just want to say, I just... don't know HOW.
DCMemorial: ......-He remained quiet for a few minutes, hand clenching at his jeans as his gaze shifted downward- I've been hearing everything...Dad doesn't want a war either, if anything we are trying to prevent it but it's our bosses....And...Yeah. Like I've told you though, I'm going to help you in anyway that I can. Giving up, just giving up won't get anything accomplished if anything it'll only make things worse.
NuclearKOREA: It's just.... Every time I go to fucking UN or ASEAN or whatever the hell else meetings, I'm just... I just... I just feel so fucking powerless. Powerless against my own fucking boss. I want to be able to express my OWN opinions, my OWN thoughts... and yet in these meetings, I just... I just feel so fucking CHAINED, you know? The words that come out from my mouth are not my own. I don't want to argue. I agree with everything. I want those fucking nukes out of my land, and just want fucking reunification. And yet, I am forced to... to go against those very desires because my BOSS, that fucker, wants me to. Every meeting makes me feel as though I... I'm crying out in silence, and yet no one can hear me. No one can see through my outer demeanor to get to the... the real me inside, that is crying for help, someone to save me from that evil fucker's clutches. Everyone misunderstands me. Everyone. Just... Nngh..! *slaps a hand to his face, trying to keep himself from crying*
DCMemorial: .............-He remained quiet for a few minutes, just letting his words soak in before taking his wrist to stop him from slapping himself- .........None of that...Hitting yourself won't fix anything, it only makes it as though you are the one to blame for all this happening and you know it. I know your misunderstood...I understood that once I finally got the chance to sit down and actually talk to you instead of listening to all the stories that I've been spoon-fed by my bosses all these years. Why else do you think I offered you my help? -His voice was quiet and slightly beginning to shake, giving NK's hand a firm squeeze- People like you and me...We're kids. No one cares about our opinion, even though we know what's best for our own countries. Why else do you think we're also pushing so hard for disarment? Finally someone's listening...And hopefully, soon we can kick that son-of-a-bitch off of his high horse and let him fall through the cracks into the hell that he's made for himself.
NuclearKOREA: ........ *slightly shaking, trying his hardest to NOT cry, because he promised himself he won't, and he really WON'T* That's... I know we're kids... However, I am a NATION. I carry the burden of all of my people on my back... Do you know, are you aware of my history, from before my brother and I were separated...?
DCMemorial: Not a lot, no to be perfectly honest. But....You can tell me, right?
NuclearKOREA: ................... *nods slowly, not even realizing that he was holding Danny's hand in almost a deathgrip, OW that had to hurt* ....If you want to hear about it. I don't want to bore you with my history... *laughs a bit, though forced*
DCMemorial: -Wincing slightly from the deathgrip, he tried to ignore the sharp pain shooting through his hand before he gave him a small smile- Look at where we're at...In a museum. Look at who I am. DC. I love history, I've practically been called a walking encyclopedia.
NuclearKOREA: ….*sighs* Alright. My brother… He and I were together before we were forcefully separated. We took care of our people together under the rule of Empress Myeonseong, or Queen Min, to westerners. We were happy, we spoke one language, we were one culture, our people were satisfied… Until our peace was broken by an unequal treaty with… *says the name with difficulty* Kiku. From then on, we were… forced to live quite a hard life, but we were together. How hard of a life it was, well… I’ll just leave that to your imagination. I don’t think you’d want to know specifics. Then after that, liberation. I was grateful for your dad back then. He liberated us. Together, my brother and I vowed to rebuild our country, together… Until he and Russia came in, and separated us. I learned under Russia, brainwashed by him completely… And when I did finally realize that everything was too late, that I should never have allowed for all of this to happen, that I should never have allowed myself to point and fire a gun at my brother, and that I should have killed that fucker, Il Sung, the main cause of all this…! *squeezes DC’s hand even more, if that was possible* Now, today, we don’t even have the same culture OR language anymore. I try to speak to my brother sometimes, in our native language, and he won’t understand me. That just hurts, you know? We’re supposed to be TWINS. TWINS. My heart is connected to his, and to just… I know it seems like a little thing, but I… I… *closes his eyes and lets the tears drip, onto Danny’s hand and his own; he’s crying, AGAIN, and he’s mad at himself for it, but… this was needed*
DCMemorial: -Just letting him talk, his thumb lightly rubbed at the back of his hand in a more comforting manner. Once he mentioned Russia however...His body immediately tensed, his free hand clenching with his before his nails dug into his own palm- ....Russia....Ši kalė sūnus buvo tiek daug problemų priežastis....It....I don't think that it was your fault.....Everyone was recovering from the war...I can't remember a lot, but I do remember hearing dad and President Truman having an argument about it....
NuclearKOREA: Just... Why did we have to be separated?! WHY?! I was struck with grief.. You don't just separate twins, especially when they need one another to run their country.. But we were. And at the point of the war between my brother and I... I was so brainwashed by that point that I didn't even know that what I was doing was WRONG, so fucking brainwashed that I pointed a gun at my brother. MY OWN BROTHER. MY TWIN, EVEN. I was led to believe that communism is good. That it is the only thing important in this world. That it will make me prosperous and powerful, and I don't need my brother anymore. That it will make me take over the peninsula. I was driven by the desire for control, lust for power... And I didn't know I was paving the way for impossible reunification. For suffering. I didn't know I was treading the path of darkness, a way from which I can never turn back... I worshipped Kim Il Sung. I worshipped that motherfucker. I killed my own people for him. Killed them in cold blood. Purged all the good people who could have led my country down a better path. I was blind, so blind... It's my fault. It was all my fault, Danny... *crying openly, now, hot tears falling onto their hands*
DCMemorial: -Without really thinking, he leaned forward and pulled the other into a firm hug. He felt his own body shaking and his eyes closing, his glasses beginning to fog- I don't know why....I don't remember why...He...That thing gets people at their weakest....Their lowest....I think he knew what he was doing when he chose you, you were at a point where you were easy to manipulate...To control...He wanted to hold and pull the strings...Made sure he damn well did. Same with Truman...He was a power-hungry ass-hole who wanted to see how far he could reach his power. Dad never forgave him for that happened in the war, he tricked him to sign those papers, and did the same with you and your brother. Smoothtalkers all of them.....Blind is all we are unless we can overcome that blindness and see the truth, which you have now. Now that you have, you have to stop blaming yourself. it's time to take action, maybe you can't make up for what you did...But we can damn well fix it.
NuclearKOREA: ...Fix it...? *he whispered, taking in the sensation of the words as it rolled across his lips* ...Fix it...? How do we fix it? I...I don't know what to do anymore. I'm being fucking CONTROLLED. Kept on a noose, a leash, so tight that I can't even breathe. It would have been... It would have been so much better if I had never opened my eyes. It would have been so much better if I... I just remained brainwashed, if I just believed blindly like I did all those years ago. *looks up at Danny with teary, desperate brown orbs, clinging to the front of his shirt* Right?! It would have been easier for me if I didn't know the truth, right?! Don't deny it. I KNOW it would have been. It would have been so much fucking easier... Would have been fucking lighter on me, not making me feel a single burden right now... If only I had allowed the darkness to completely consume my heart, and the clouds of tyranny block my view... If only I didn't force myself to silently go against my boss' orders and try to find out the very depths of what he was doing... Everything would have been easier for me, right?! EVERYTHING!!! Goddamn it, WHY ME? What the FUCK did I do SO wrong that all of this is fucking happening to ME?!
DCMemorial: .....I remember a quote by Samuel Butler that might help you...“A blind man knows he cannot see, and is glad to be led, though it be by a dog; but he that is blind in his understanding, which is the worst blindness of all, believes he sees as the best, and scorns a guide” Remaining blind because it's easy isn't the answer. Taking the easy way out is never the way to go...You were two roads at a fork, the more weathered path, the one that many others have taken in the past...Or the other, the less travelled, the unexplored path. You chose the unexplored, which is good. You chose enlightenment rather than being blind...-his eyes cracked open when the last bits were said- .....You didn't do anything....It's all man's doing. I may not believe in a certain God...But I doubt that an ever-merciful God would put anyone through this. It's all man's greed and lust for power....That's all it is, and all it ever will be.
NuclearKOREA: .................. *just... stares at DC, his brown eyes widening almost innocently, as he blinks; some tears fall, but the tears on his cheeks have long dried. He could feel... feel something in him. Hope. Strength. The will to keep fighting on... all of that was being rebuilt in him, everything... He felt that because of those words, he could take anything on... and because of all this, come out even stronger* I.... I....... *quiet voice, looking up at him with... with wonder, with newfound strength and hope, the fire of determination that was once in his eyes flickering weakly, almost dying, but then now burning wildly again* ....You... I... I can't POSSIBLY express in words how grateful I am to hear those words... I... I can't believe this. Because of what you've said, I... I can't explain it, but I found the will to fight, to continue on... Because of you, I can continue believing that I will be together with my brother, someday... I'm... I'm... I'm just... Thank you. You were like him... I wish he was still alive, but you were so much like him... He was the reason I didn't give up all those years ago...
DCMemorial: And I will be right behind you to help in that fight, I will do what I can to help you throw your bitch of a boss off a cliff so he can go exactly where he belongs. -He could feel the hope...That renewed strength radiating from the other. Relief washed over him, pure relief. Though...He was more confused now. Who was he talking about?- Him? Who is him?
NuclearKOREA: ...Ah.... *whispers the name, almost wistful* Kim Dae Jung. My brother's former leader. He was a great man... Our hope for reunification. Do you know him...?
DCMemorial: ....Wait....Wasn't he the man who was trying to instate the Sunshine Policy and got the Nobel Peace Prize for it? -Blinking slightly, he leaned back and took his spot back on the wall- ...Heh..To be perfectly honest...I can't see how you can compare someone like me to a man like him.
NuclearKOREA: ...........You gave me new hope. Both of you did. Just as I was on my breaking point, ready to give up.... You came, and I was again relieved, bringing back into me a resolve I didn't know I ever had. So... Thank you. I can't possibly express in words how grateful I am, nor can I even think of a way of repaying you, but... thank you. *FINALLY realizes their position, flushes a bit as he pulls away and gets back to his original sitting position, wiping his eyes* A-ah, sorry.... I clung to you and cried on you too. *sighs, facepalming* I must have been a total wreck to even do that... *laughs, awkward, though this time genuine*
DCMemorial: ....Heh....You don't have to do anything to repay me, not now at least. When we manage to topple over the king at the end of the board....Then you can repay me. Dude, really don't worry about it either. You needed it...But what do you say? We celebrate after we checkmate the king? -His grin was genuine, holding out a hand to the other-
NuclearKOREA: ....... *lets a smirk tug at the end of his lips, smiling at DC, small but genuine* Definitely. *takes the hand and shakes it, no BROFISTS for this Korean xDDD* ...Just. No drinking. *cannot handle alcohol, WHAT*
DCMemorial: No drinking? That's fine with me, after seeing dad and his friends drunk I don't even want to go near the stuff. We'll think of something.
NuclearKOREA: ....Defnitely. However... We'll leave that to when the time comes. Right now... *looks at his watch* My boss might be looking for me. He's going to call me, again, if I don't get back in time. *sighs, getting his new phone out of his pocket LE GASP*
DCMemorial: ......I thought you weren't going to have a new phone so you weren't tied to that pavainikis.
NuclearKOREA: ...... *sighs* Do I HAVE a choice? OF COURSE the fucker made me get a new phone.
DCMemorial: ......We could always let this one take another swim. -snrk-
NuclearKOREA: We could, but he'll make me get a new one again........ *glares at the phone*
DCMemorial: True, but he doesn't have to know that you don't have one.
NuclearKOREA: ...........And how do you propose I do that? Fucker calls me every damn minute he thinks I'm going to go against him. Paranoid fucker.
DCMemorial: ....Hmmm....Do you generally say the same things to him?
NuclearKOREA: ....Same things? *looks at DC in question* What do you mean by that?
DCMemorial: I mean, do you generally say the same things when he calls?
NuclearKOREA: ....Depends on what he asks me. *leans against the wall tiredly, though STILL managing to keep his rigid position* I can't go too much against him, though.
DCMemorial: .......Hmm...That won't work......-Murmuring, thunking his head back on the wall-
NuclearKOREA: .... What won't work?
DCMemorial: Nevermind, forget I said anything about that. Then the phone idea is out then..
NuclearKOREA: Yeah, it is... It's going to start ringing in... *looks at his wristwatch* 3... 2... 1. *RING* Told you.
DCMemorial: .................I see that....-murmuring-
NuclearKOREA: ...... *was about to throw it against the wall, but stops himself* I DONT WANT TO ANSWER IT!!!
DCMemorial: ....Then don't answer it.
NuclearKOREA: ........ *answers it anyway, though in JAPANESE >D* Go to hell, fucker. *hangs up*
DCMemorial: .....-smirk broadens- I see you've taken my advice.
NuclearKOREA: Hn. *smirks right back* Yeah. It only works sometimes, though. But... I really have to go, as much as I loathe to. But I must go back to that hellish land.
DCMemorial: You know you're welcome back at any time. -Pushing himself up off the floor, he hand out a hand to help him back up- And maybe one day when my parents are out of town, you can come to my place. It's out in the country and quiet, think you'd probably like it. NuclearKOREA: Ah... *taking the outstretched hand with a smile, he picked himself up and dusted himself off, legs mysteriously NOT asleep after staying in that position for so long* I appreciate that. Though, with my current situation, I'd probably have to come in secret, again...
DCMemorial: That's fine, at least try and find some way to let me know,. I can give you my number that way you can call or text or whatever when you do come.
NuclearKOREA: ....I'd have to text you in secret. Fucker will ASK for my phone if he sees me text a message. *sighs* And I can't save your number on my phone, either. *takes out a pen from his pocket and prepares to write on his hand* What's your number?
DCMemorial: Got a better idea. -Rummaging through his bag, he took out a small notebook and put it against the wall, writing down his number on the paper before removing it and handing it to him- Here, just try not to lose it.
NuclearKOREA: Ah, thanks. *pockets the small slip of paper* I just hope my boss won't find it the next time he rummages through my things. *glances at his wristwatch* But now, I really need to go. The fucker will get on my case... He didn't know I came here. He thinks I went to spy on the meeting between my brother's bosses and your dad.... And I should be back by now.
DCMemorial: Good luck, ok? And you know that at least here....You have an ally, and friend. -His smile was genuine as he hand out his hand again- We'll make sure we can topple him over, one day.
NuclearKOREA: ...I really appreciate that. *shakes his hand again* I'm glad I made the decision to trust you.
DCMemorial: Likewise with you, I'm glad I gave you a chance.
NuclearKOREA: .....You must have thought of me as "the communist fucker with the nukes" before, didn't you? *slight playful smirk*
DCMemorial: Honestly, I didn't. I'd rather give someone a chance before making judgments, unless that person did something wrong against me first.
NuclearKOREA: Hmm... I'm glad. *wristwatch* Ah... lead the way out of here. I really DO need to go.
DCMemorial: You got it. -Chuckling quietly, his head shook before walking down the corridors again, passing by many different types of exhibits-
NuclearKOREA: *follows DC closely, looking at the exhibits* .......Ah, these... I haven't been inside a museum before aside from meetings, so I never have time to look at exhibits..
DCMemorial: I'll have to show you sometime...-looks back at him with a smile- I work here in my spare time.
NuclearKOREA: That would be wonderful. *smiles right back, never had he smiled so genuinely and been open like this to someone else aside from Japan* I wish I had more time right now, but the fucker.... Nngh.
DCMemorial: Sneak over here one weekend, actually....Two weeks. Mama and dad will be gone, you can stay at my place, and I can steal the car keys....-grin-
NuclearKOREA: ......... *hates the prospect of breaking rules* You sure that will be alright...? I don't want you getting into trouble.
DCMemorial: -Grins, giving a slight wave of his hand- Don't worry about it, what my parents don't know won't hurt them.
NuclearKOREA: Y-yeah, but.... you're breaking the rules. *OBSESSED ABOUT THIS FFT*
DCMemorial: ...Yeah, so? You're too tense, I mean, come on we're kids. It's our job to break the rules.
NuclearKOREA: .......N-no it's not! Our job is to follow the rules set for us without complaint and without fail! *Aznnnn*
DCMemorial: ......Looks like I really do have a lot to teach you. -grin-
NuclearKOREA: ..........No, thanks. I'm fine being the way I am. *sighs* Besides, I have to be the mature one between the two of us. My twin and I, I mean. Can't have us both running into trouble, can I? *smirks*
DCMemorial: Hey, I don't get into trouble...Much. -Shrugs with a quiet laugh- I'm generally the good kid, but if I do get into trouble I make sure that fingers aren't able to be pointed at me.
NuclearKOREA: .........That is quite a useful skill to have. *looks at wristwatch again* Oh shit. I have to race my boss home, or I'll get another earful from him. Are we almost to the exit?
DCMemorial: Yeah, we're here. -Nodding as the two walked out the door- Hurry...And again...Good luck.
NuclearKOREA: ....Thanks. And thank you for what you did today.. *brings out map... and stares at it helplessly. Oh fuck* .......................
DCMemorial: ...........Lost again?
NuclearKOREA: ....I think so.
DCMemorial: ......-Unable to help but laugh, his head shook and held out his hand- Let me see the map.
NuclearKOREA: D-Don't laugh at me! *flushes as he shoves the map towards him, huffing* I-I can't help I'm bad at directions. I was raised in the military!
DCMemorial: .........Then that should mean that you should be good with directions.
NuclearKOREA: .............................................................................That was my brother's forte. *admits this in an incredibly mumbling quiet voice*
DCMemorial: ........Hmm? What was that? -Sitting back down on the ground, he took out a pen and began to draw a line leading to the airport-
NuclearKOREA: I-I said, my brother was good at directions, even ever since we were kids. I just wasn't good at them... *looks off to the side, mumbling and shifting his feet in embarrassment while waiting for DC to finish*
DCMemorial: .....Then I hope you're good at reading maps. -Unable to help but laugh himself, his head shook before getting back up to his feet, holding out the map- I gave you the direct way to get to the airport.
NuclearKOREA: *he's not, either* ....I'll survive. Just hope I don't get lost at this crucial moment when I need to race my boss back. *sighs* In any case, I'll definitely try to come on the weekend. I'll send you a text message beforehand if I can.
DCMemorial: Please do.....Go on, and keep me up to date on what's going on.
NuclearKOREA: ....I will. I just want this to be sorted out soon, I don't want to go to war with your dad... or you. In any case. *looks at the map, analyzing it for a moment, before running the OPPOSITE way from the drawing on the map xDDDD FAIL* I'll see you on the weekend, hopefully!!
DCMemorial: ....You're going the wrong way! -He called right back-
NuclearKOREA: ...What?! *looks at the map again, then sheepishly turned the other way* R-right, I knew that. >>;
DCMemorial: .....-grin- Sure you did.
NuclearKOREA: .....Okay, I didn't. But still. See you later. *smiles and waves at him one last time before disappearing into the crowd in the right direction this time xD*