Ch. 7 Huge Tracks of Land

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And this is where we left off.

"Now Eduard," the Estonian stiffened as the woman turned her icy blues on him, "when will we arrive in Kiev?"

Eduard blinked owlishly at the woman. "O-oh, well a-actually we arrived w-while you w-were l-laughing..."

"... You idiot!" Natalia railed at the unfortunate stuttering man, who cowered before the furious woman in fear of her brandishing her knife though she kept the blade sheathed. "Come on, I'm not going to lose that son of a bitch like this."

"Y-yes miss Natalia." Eduard immediately responded, following the woman as she swept out the door.

"Come on, come on lets go. Things to do, places to go." Matthew urged, pushing Yong-soo forward in an attempt to hasten the other mans disembarking and by extension Berwald and Tino's as the two Nordic men were in front of the Korean.

"I'm going, I'm going geeze." Yong-soo retorted as he hopped off the last step of the train and onto the platform, his feet barely hitting the cement before Matthew was again pushing him forward. "Why are you in such a hurry anyway?" He asked, turning his head to observe the somewhat frantic and suspicious way Matthew was scanning the people around them. This opinion was heightened when the Canadian let loose a nervous laugh at his friends comment.

"W-well it's just that it seems like a bad idea to stay anywhere for too long right Tino?" Matthew looked to the Finn for support, receiving a nod from the other man. Matthew smiled in relief as he turned to Yong-soo. "See, told you." Yong-soo eyed his friend skeptically before huffing in resignation, turning away from the Canadian to pout childishly in peace.

Berwald abruptly paused, forcing the other men to do so as well lest they run into him. The Swedish man slowly turned his head to examine Yong-soo and Matthew with his typical piercing blues, ensuring that they were paying attention to him.

"I'm goin' t' call our ride, st'y h're." He glared at the duo until they gave him a pair of quick and terrified nods to demonstrate their approval. Berwald grunted in acknowledgement before turning to Tino, jerking his head in the direction of several pay phones attached to the red brick wall.

"Oh, ok Berwald. Just hang tight for a minute we'll be right back." Tino encouraged before following the taller man in the direction of the payphones, Matthew and Yong-soo letting loose a breath they had not realized they had been holding when the Giant departed their immediate presence.

"Christ that guy scares the crap out of me." Yong-soo informed his friend, who shrugged in reluctant agreement.

"Well, he's not too bad." Matthew blinked at the shock filled wide eyed stare he was receiving from his Korean cohort. "... What?"

"Seriously? Good god man what happened on that train to help you grow a pair?" Yong-soo curiously inquired. Once Matthew had chased away his paler complexion at being reminded of the unfortunate incident he had been involved in during the ride to Kiev he gave an irate glare at the Korean for his comment.

"Hey!"

"What?" Yong-soo asked, holding his hands up defensively, "it's true. I mea- what's that sound." Matthew was about to ask what he meant when he too heard the rather out of place noise for such a large train station. It reminded him of something made of rubber, however when Matthew actually saw what was making the sound he knew it was certainly not rubber. Plastic may be involved but definitely not rubber, Matthew wasn't entirely sure but in his defence it was the first time a woman's... assets have had such a distinct sound.

"Ho-ly crap." Yong-soo exclaimed once he finally located the pale blonde haired woman wearing a pair of blue overalls, the top of which was hidden by a thin grey coat which rode a little higher than it was likely supposed to considering the ample 'tracks of land' she clearly possessed. "Do you think they're real?" Yong-soo whispered to Matthew frantically.

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