[ at the voice, russia turns his head to glance behind himself—just as hilda tries to struggle to her skittery bug legs amongst the mess of glass shards. before she can, russia swings his pipe like a golfer's club, the business end smashing into hilda's 'face' with a sickening crunch. that done: ]
Ah, thank you!
[ is that... the appropriate response to a comment like that? it is now. hilda does her best to get up again, but russia steps back, turning bright eyes on his new audience. like shihoudou, he hasn't quite managed to escape getting flecked with blood. ]
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Ah, thank you!
[ is that... the appropriate response to a comment like that? it is now. hilda does her best to get up again, but russia steps back, turning bright eyes on his new audience. like shihoudou, he hasn't quite managed to escape getting flecked with blood. ]
Much more fun than sitting in a classroom, yes?
[ he sounds way too calm about this. ]