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IC: VIetnam sat next to Kendra. A bowl of pho sat on the table, and in her hands where a pair of chopsticks that she had to break. (You know like at panda Express or somewhere they give you those chopsticks.) She was now struggling with the pair of unbroken chopsticks.
VIetnam finished her meal in a matter of minutes. She turned back to Liechtenstein, not noticing that Shira was talking to her. "Miss Teacher lady! I need more food!" Her stomach growled loudly. "I need more food, because my tummy says so!~"
Vietnam looked sadly in her empty bowl. She really was hungry, she was a growing girl after all. She sighed, and put her head on the table. Her stomach growled again.
OOC: For now on! I'll be saying random Vietnamese words! And what they mean! I'll start now!
rùa! = TURTLES!!!
Now, you must remember what rùa! means.
IC: Vietnam had left Hong Kong's house a few minutes ago. Really, she just wanted to freaked talk to someone!I mean it's not that hard for someone to sit down on a chair and listen to her! She doesn't even talk that much. That was all. So, she had walked to Shira's house to talk to her instead.
Once she had gotten to Shira's house, what she saw was horribly horrible! The flowers in her garden weren't watered! But what else was horrible was that Shira was on rampage! But it wasn't as horrible as the plants not being watered. A watering can appeared in her hands magically, and she started to water the plants and flowers.
Vietnam lost the paddle, and was hit on her left knee. She put her weight on her right leg now. She reached for a knife from her sleeve, but there was a problem. She had no sleeves. Now, she had no weapons on her. Only the paddle, which Russia took from her. So what did she do next? Well, she has hands and feet right? She had leaned how to defend herself when she was younger. She made her fists in a balls, and she put her right root in front of her, ready to attack.
Once, the paddle hit her left wrist while she was defending herself. It hurt like hell. Burning on her skin. The paddle had missed her the other times as she moved, back, left, and right. Then it was her turn. She ran up to him quickly, and tried to kick his face with her left foot. All she lacked was strength though.
Vietnam fell to her knees, pain struck her stomach as Russia hit her stomach. She fell back to the ground as she got hit with her own paddle. Cuts and tores were on her clothes. Her face had pain written all over it. She closed her eyes, to where she could see only a little. She looked up at Russia, and whispered, "You wanted to now why I became like this...?"