Dozing [Open]

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Characters: America and anyone.
Setting: Floor Four and Kitchen.
Format: Either.
Summary: Even heroes have to sleep!!!
Warnings: -


★ 1 - FLOOR FOUR

She hasn't slept in her room for a couple of nights - the sofas on the lounge level are infinitely more comfortable and it's not nearly as stuffy as that ugly little room. She's been getting more and more tired, mistakenly chalking it down to the fact she hasn't had soda for a few days.

Either way she's lying on a sofa, head lolling off the edge of it, possibly snoring just a little bit.


★ 2 - KITCHEN

Her shift in the kitchen was supposed to start half an hour ago. But she stayed up all night making plans to get out of this place playing her gameboy and so when she sits down and rests her head on her crossed arms she can't help but doze off...

Comments

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

_{[This place confused him, worried him, and when put in such a state vodka was always nice. Then again vodka was always nice.]} Ah.... Excuse me? _{[he paused seeing the sleeping girl, tapping her on the shoulder]} Hello?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

[She cracks one eye open.]

Yeah? What? [Always the most polite.]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

_{[Squints at her--American then. He wasn't surprised--he hadn't found any of his own people, but there were plenty of Americans.]} You work here, yes? Do you know where I could find vodka? _{[Polite smile; playing with the end of his scarf.]}

[misstates.livejournal.com]

[Bad enough that she had to be woken up, but by a Russian??]

Yes, and no. Get lost, 'm trying to sleep here. [She still hasn't turned around.]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Ah, Americans... Always being so rude... _{[Clucks his tongue looking thoughtful.]} I do not think sleeping is very good to be doing when you are working. _{[Frowns; a hopeful try again]} Are you being quite certain you are having none?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

[She twists around at that.] You woke me up, you're the rude one here. I don't have to answer your questions. [stubbornstubbornstubborn]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Mmm.... My apologies... But I would not have to be waking you, if you were not sleeping when you should be working.... _{[Gives her a small frown, but he didn't particularly care, because she was awake now and that was what mattered.]} Mm.. Nyet... Do you do not have to. But it would be nice if you would....

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Why d'you assume I'm supposed to be working, huh? [She ignores the other part.]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Ah... because you were saying you were working here.... _{[Raises a brow]}

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Sometimes. I do other stuff too.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

_{[brows furrow] You are reminding me very much of someone I know from home....}

Ah, so you are not working now then?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah? I suppose she's gorgeous and talented then, right?

No, I'm not! [Lies.]

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

Mmm, nyet. But he is silly just like you are being. And a little bit lucky._{[small smile, eyeing her]} You even look a little bit similar... Ah, well.

Ah... Is that being so...? Then can you be telling me who is?

1/3

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, what -

Looks a bit similar?

2/3

[misstates.livejournal.com]

[Silence. A long silence. Her brain is ticking...]

3/3

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Like one Russia in the world isn't enough! What the hell!!!!

Re: 3/3

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

_{[Ivan frowned, stared at the long silence, brows furrowed.]} Chto...? _{[He hadn't really met his counterpart... or any of the fem/male counterparts as of yet...aside from the smaller American, that is.]} There is being more than one of me in the world? _[Surprise.]

[misstates.livejournal.com]

[He seems confused, but he's not denying that he's Russia. Just her luck.]

Yeah. Unfortunately. You're a girl in my world. Haven't seen Anya here thank god.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

A girl...? _{[His brows furrowed, and he squinted at her, the wheels turning in his head, before his brows arched up high, suprised]} Amerika?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah, duh. You only just figured that out?

I'm surprised you couldn't recognise me just from my aura of amazingness or something! [As usual, it's hard to tell if she's joking or not.] You're even chubbier as a guy, huh.

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

I was not being aware there were others like us, but... not.... _{[He frowned slightly, brows furrowed as he took it in, before he finally relaxed, nodding, and giving her a wry smile]} You do not have much of an 'aura of amazingness' when you are being man... I do not think that is cha-- _{[He cut himself off as his 'chub' was commented on, and he flushed slightly, giving her a look, a not-so-happy smile curving over his lips]} I am not 'chubby', or 'fat' or anything like that. I am being big boned.

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well! Get it through your head, 'coz it's true! [She's just going to pretend she didn't hear his second comment.]

... uh huh.

And I'm England.

I DON'T HAVE ANY ICONS FOR HIS EXPRESSION -flips things-

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

<sub>[He nodded and smiled] I can be believing. You are enough like little Amerika that it is not hard to be believing.

[He stared at her.

Stared.

Stared hard.

You are as stupid as Amerika too. Very blind. I am not fat.</sub>

/PETS

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah, whatever. [She waves a hand in his face.]

[Then mutters:] Explains why you were so desperate for the vodka.

Re: /PETS

[vanavanushka.livejournal.com]

_{[Frowns at her, but says nothing more on the matter, shifting slightly and nodding.]} Ah, my being Russia? _{[Gives her another small nod, and a tiny shrug]} Good that I do not change too much. But, da. I am running out of vodka, and wanting more before I do. _[Sigh] Or at least to be finding a way out of this place and back home.