A Roleplay with Mittens365

Screens and Insecurities

N: Saxon led Leilong back to the infirmary, reassuring everyone they came across that the dragon wasn't going to hurt them, and once they arrived, they heard the tail end of a conversation of Hibernia explaining what was happening outside. 

"So that's the dragon," Caledonia hummed, "he's much smaller than what you described, Hibe."

M: "Eternals can change the size of their feral forms, Leilong isn't comfortable shifting back to normal yet so he just shrunk down to a more manageable size," MA explained, "yes, as it turns out, this dragon is an eternal that used to be the Chinese insurgent for Saxon, I think we're all a little bit surprised about it." 

Leilong seemed a little nervous about being around all these countries. He wasn't kept in the same area as them, but knew that there were others like him in the lab, just not who they were. He hid behind his old boss for comfort, confusing everyone as to how he was an insurgent.

N: "He's ... different," Saxon weakly smiled, "Leilong and I go way back, and I died before he did, so let's say that it took a toll on him." 

Caledonia slowly nodded before turning to Leilong, "We're not going to cause you any harm, sir. My name is Caledonia, and here is my brother Hibernia, and I'm Scotland's father. Here is Holy Roman Empire, who lived in Europe, and over there is Japanese Empire, you may know her since her empire was close to China, no?"

M: I remember Leilong, he was my unofficial insurgent as well," JE stated, watching as the dragon was led to a bed to be treated, "despite that he was quite a gentleman, certainly much more polite than his European coworkers, he invited me over for tea once at his home, it was a rather interesting but most enjoyable experience." 

Leilong smiled as he remembered that, it was a good day. The others went quiet to let him rest and adjust to his new environment. He mostly slept while the doctor tended to any wounds he had. Sakura was brought back a little while later and was given to JE to rest. Her leg was repaired successfully and should make a full recovery.

N: The rest of the day went smoothly and quietly, with the captives gradually healing throughout the day. When nightfall finally arrived, despite a couple of hiccups throughout the night, everything was quiet. 

There was a slow start to the morning, although Saxon did check on occasion on Leilong to see if he was faring well. 

However, HRE seemed to be stuck in a nightmare, clutching his pillow tightly out of fear, and when the Brit saw this, he tried to shake him away but was practically swatted away like a fly with both of the German's wings.

M: MA was already up and going through some paperwork when he felt his wings twitching; the fear from HRE was very palpable, and it sent shivers down the militant's spine. He walked over to the infirmary to see what was wrong, and he almost sighed in relief that it was just a nightmare issue. 

Knowing exactly what to do, he ushered Saxon to step back so he wouldn't get hit again, then pulled up a chair to sit while he eased HRE out of his dream. With a quiet voice and soft touch, he reassured the other that everything was ok and that it was just a dream, knowing that his subconscious should be able to hear him, gently brushing his forehead in a way like a mother would reassure her child. 

It was slow, but the ex-empire eased back into a dreamless sleep, a sigh of relief exiting his lips now that the nightmare was over. 

"I've had a lot of experience with nightmares," MA said before Saxon could comment on it, "after the cold war, there wasn't a night that went by without Trigger having at least one nightmare, he's gotten better, and now I have his husband to help me out, it's good to know that I still got it in me."