Russian Roulette | Rusame | Countryhumans AU

The Traitor and the Fool

Somehow, someway, Russia managed to worm his way out of the awkward situation of Indo asking him where this "highness person" was. He glared with warning, stabbing right through Indo.

Similar to how Singapore usually glared disappointingly at Indo when he said something stupid, hence, Indo started laughing nervously, wondering if he said something wrong.

Luckily, the group of townsfolk paid no mind to the bullshit Indo was spouting, quite ecstatic to have new members to their community.

"And there- the injuries were minor so they'll heal in a few days, for now why don't we show you around town and get you some things to eat, you two must be starving," The doctor smiled gently at them.

Russia couldn't help but lean over to Syria, who was standing next to the Russian, "why is everyone acting so nice suddenly? Its kinda creepy."

"They displayed a good show of strength earlier, hence the injuries. Everyones excited to have more strong people on the team for the wave." The Syrian man rubbed the nape of his neck, tilting his head over, "well... the townsfolk just aren't that nice to you, they're friendly to everyone else as long as the person isn't a burden."

Great, another one of these cases. Even though biases against him were common, he still got annoyed when they were treated nicely compared to him who had been carrying the entire team on his shoulders during the waves for the past few days. Yet for whatever reason, he still had to argue incessantly with them just for a portion of food.

Don't get him wrong, Russia has always been grateful for his powers and extra body parts, but seeing Indo made him rather envious. No horns or wings to worry about... he passes off as a regular human quite easily. No fire either!

Imagine a life where Russia could hold a book during the winter without worrying about it catching fire from a sneeze. Sounds like paradise to him.

Once the crowd cleared out, Indo took no time to run up to the Russian, completely ignoring the townsfolk that insisted they'd tour him around. Their height difference was quite comical, the Russian towering over Indo by a landslide.

"I can't believe we ran into each other again on this floor, man I missed you guys," Indonesia grinned. The man with Indo had their eyes traveling back and forth between Indo and Russia. Although this man was taller than Indo, he was still much shorter than Russia.

Hand crossed and eyes sharp, Russia stared at Indo's friend up and down, judgmentally, "Malay?"

Indo's friend stiffened, similar to how cats stare in shock when they see something scary.

Indonesia beamed, "yes! he's the one me and Phil were telling stories about. Mal this is Russia, an ally from the previous floor. Y'know- the tall handsome foreigner dragon guy I told you about."

"Well I didn't really expect him to be... this tall." Malay accentuated the last part, staring at Russia with his slit eyes. He had a natural fight or scatter response to when he saw dangerous things. Maybe it's an ability related thing, or just good gut feeling; even he didn't know.

"Indo and Phil told me a lot about you, nice to meet you," The Russian spoke in a heavy accent, it took Malay a few seconds to understand some of the words he was saying. "Nice to meet you too."

Yikes, no matter what Russia says, he always sounds and looks like he's threatening you. "Bukane ada dua ya? (Wasn't there two?)" Malay muttered to the Indonesian dragon. Indo also noticed the other guy was nowhere to be seen, "oh yeah, where's the highness person?"

"He's sick right now, and very weak, so don't try anything funny."

Indo almost choked on his own saliva, "Haah? No way. That dude stained the whole previous floor red, and you're telling me he's 'weak'?"