A Roleplay with Mittens365

Fresh Start, Fresh Cut

M:   "No, it's safe to say that none of us even expected to be free, let alone know what we want to do once we were," she shrugged, thankful for the change of topic, "I don't even knowwhere I would go, I'm an Axis Power, I was the second most infamous person in the war. Hell, Kingdom of Italy is only remembered for how he betrayed us, not for his crimes. I was never charged for my crimes, I died before the war ended. Surely, I'll just be put to death all over again."

N:   "If so, then Corbin should be long dead because of what he did in his past life," Johann pointed out, "I mean, sure, what you did is much more recent than what Prussia did, but any country in their right mind wouldn't want Prussia back, but he's definitely not his old self anymore. There is a chance that people might see you differently, and although there is a chance that you would pay for your actions, people change, and clearly you have." 

When the Mandorian then turned to the others and repeated his question, the Celts just shrugged. 

"I just want to see my family again," Caledonia answered, "it's been literally centuries since I've last seen Celtica, and I wasn't there to see my son's birth, so I want to live the life I've missed to the fullest." 

"I would probably do some odd jobs here and there," Hibernia shrugged, "learn a bit more about the world." 

"But you're the most 'acting on a whim' person I know," his brother frowned. 

While the younger brother was muttering about how lazy a country he was, Saxon just petted Leilong and sighed, "I don't know what I would do after all the insurgency, but right now I just want to return to my family."

M:   "You'll get to see them soon, the Mandarian family is going on their annual trip to Britain in a few weeks, so after Belarus you'll be accompanying them," Artemis reassured them, "I've been invited to come since Johann and I may have family that stayed there, it'll be the largest reunion in history, that's for sure." 

As he finished that thought, Russia knocked at the open doorway to signal his presence, and standing back in the hallway was Prudoria, still as stony as ever. 

"Excuse the interruption, but I have someone here who needs to see you all," the larger country declared, "some of you already know who he is, but for those who don't, this is Prudoria. He's MA and Johann's youngest brother and is the main representative of theSmoke Wolves gang, led by MA's youngest daughter, Zalia. He was sent here to gather information on your conditions and any mechanical/missing limbs. This is to ensure that the lab in Belarus will know what prosthetics to build and how to upgrade existing ones. He does not speak, but I believe Artemis can translate his sign language, correct?" 

Arty gave a thumbs up, so Russia left it at that and went back to work, while Prudoria gave a simple nod in greeting and handed out some sheet packets that everyone would fill out to describe their issues.

N:  Everyone silently listed down their problems, with Caledonia being on the longer side, listing down practically most of his respiratory system, while Hibernia just stared at his empty sheet, knowing that there was nothing to add. 

However, HRE and Saxon were a bit distracted as they stole glances at Prudoria from time to time, both of them wondering what happened to him, the former much more than the latter. 

Eventually, when everyone was done, they handed their sheets back, but as the ex-empire was handing his back, he asked, "What happened?"

M:  Prudoria merely stared at HRE. His eyes had long lost their sparkle. Even after reuniting withJohann and Rowen, he couldn't help but default to being emotionless. Still, he nudged his head to Saxon to indicate what had happened.