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KekoKekoWith a sudden yank she was pulled back to her feet and the tears were stopped abruptly. Everything was happening so fast - her emotions were beginning to contradict one another. She was overjoyed to know her love was still fine and in better condition than the b***h Mila, but he was being so harsh to his sister - why would he be so forceful to her? All Natalia could think about now was to blame Mila for everything that had happened today - ignoring Malik's little childish revolt. Ivan would not be acting this way if Mila were not here. That demon was tainting him!
KekoKekoBut now the emotions were also mixed with self-loathing - she messed it up. She had to go and collapse like that - that wasn't right, it wasn't her. If she hadn't broken down Mila would be over Natalia's shoulder right now, not Ivan's and she would be a mile away before her brother could even try to catch up, he also probably wouldn't even think to go to Turkey's. But she hadn't given up, quite the contrary. One of her more... 'admirable' characteristics was her determination, or stubbornness. She had never given up fighting for Russia's love and she will never stop not until the end of the Earth. This mission was just a small step she would have to pass to obtain it.
KekoKekoBelarus automatically moved to grab the hand that pulled at her hair, her feet unwillingly moving at the pressure of Ivan's push. "Bro'ser!" Natalia began in an attempt to retaliate but it was no use, Russia wasted no time getting them out of the now burning wreck and pushed her aside once they reached the outside. Belarus fell to her hands and knees, managing to stop herself from falling face flat into the snow. She didn't move or turn when she heard Russia's voice, she remained silent with her head bowed, staring at her cut fingers, out-stretched on the ice. Her tangled, silvery-blonde locks of hair splayed before her face, hiding her venomous expression. What use were her words now? He wasn't going to listen, he was in denial and there was nothing Natalia could do to convince him otherwise... at least, not now. She did not waste her breath in fear it would sound accusatory and Russia may think she was losing her temper with him - but that was not possible.
KekoKekoRussia became quickly distracted tending to Mila's wounds. Natalia pulled back the wild strands of hair and tucked them behind her ear. Russia's back was to her, but that was no matter, it just allowed Belarus to direct the venomous glare at the Serbian without Ivan shouting at her. Natalia wasn't going home empty handed so she remined on the ground trying to formulate a plan instead of listening to her brother's previous words. Then Russia got up and walked back towards the house. He left them alone together - she supposed Russia's thinking must be all over the place thanks to Malik - but Natalia wasn't going to complain. A devillish grin came to her face. It didn't take long for the Belarusian to make a pouce on Mila, immediately going to cover her mouth to stop her from screaming or making a commotion that would be sure to grab Russia's attention.
KekoKeko"Da, don't vorry, 'e von't vant jou dead. Maybe, jou'll end in 'ospital afterall. Unfortunately I can't kill jou, it's zeh rules." She spoke in a hushed voice, trying to bury her laughter with her words.
KekoKekoNatalia lifted the girl up and over her shoulder with a slight struggle but nevertheless she ran quickly down the road and around the corner where she had parked her car. She quickly unlocked the back doors and carelessly threw Mila inside. She undid her own ribbon from around her neck and used it to tie the girl's hands behind - just incase she tried anything stupid. It was unlikely to be effective for very long, but long enough for Natalia to make her get away. Then she locked the door and got into the driver's seat.
KekoKekoShe could breath now and return to her stoic attitude. She adjusted the mirror above her head to get a clear view of Mila behind her. "Be grateful for v'unce. Shall vee say ''ello' to Turkey?"
KekoKekoNatalia started up the ignition and put her foot down driving straight towards Turkey's house. Even if Russia noticed them now, he would struggle to catch up in time, but then Natalia did not want to take the chance and so drove pretty recklessly across the frosted roads of Russia. "I 'ear 'e vant jou to stay at iz place. Sound like fun."
KekoKekoNatalia put no emphasis in her words as if she had no belief in what she was saying. Well it wasn't any fun leaving her perfectly alive in the hands of Turkey but then when was Belarus normally one to show emotion when out of the presence of Russia? She spent most of the rest of the journey in silence, purposefully ignoring any noise or words that came from Serbia. She had no respect nor did she care enough to listen. If she let her wind her up further then this mission won't get very far - in fact it might be rendered pointless. They reached a drastic change in temperatures from the cold north to the middle-eastern territories. Natalia finally brought the car to a stand-still, parking messily in front of the Turk's house. The Belarusian flicked out her phone and decided to call Sadiq as opposed to just getting out the car and knocking on the door. She had a prisoner that she had to keep under control and she was not going to carry her to wherever Sadiq wanted this girl. She had done the job and she was not going to become his slave worker as well. Belarus knew how to get what she wanted - from most nations, but she wondered if just fear would be enough to control the Turk. Once she had a chance to speak down the phone she simply said: "I 'av Serbia outside. Come and drag 'er out jourself."
{ O O C | I love how driving from (I'm assuming) Moscow to Turkey takes 5 minutes~ Oh times in roleplays are fast~ XD Hope you don't mind the speed~ XD;; }
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