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Entanglement Mods ([personal profile] the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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Russia | Axis Powers Hetalia | 3/3

[identity profile] littlebirdofice.livejournal.com 2010-09-16 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Abilities and Skills:

Human

-He has a way with words.
-Propaganda is his forte.
-He intimidates people unconsciously.
-Ivan knows how to use any type of gun.
-If it concerns space and nuclear stuff, then he knows about it. And can probably build technology centering around those two.

Superhuman

-He is the second strongest Nation according to physical strength.
-Since Ivan is the personification of Russia, he will live for as long as his nation does.
-He pulls out faucet pipes from nowhere.
-As the personification of a country, he has a faster regeneration rate than a normal human’s.

Sample:

Whoever said that waking up from being in a cryogenic state was a piece of cake needed to be shot, many times. That was Ivan’s opinion as he woke up, shivering violently as he stepped out of the pod. It was official: he was never going into absolute zero temperatures again. Once was more than enough, and it wasn’t like he needed cryogenics. He was a Nation, for goodness sake.

At least he still had his clothes and scarf.

Ivan waited until the worst of his shivering died down before wandering around the room he was in, trying to get a feel for where he was. It certainly wasn’t where he had been. After all, since when did his beautiful Saint Petersburg look like it was out of a Star Wars movie?

“Look like set for one of Amyerika’s movies,” he commented softly to himself, not fully registering that he said it aloud. However, it begged the question of how long had he been asleep? He could tell that it was no dream. Ivan knew the cold, and if he had been shivering like that, then it must have been really damn cold.

He was getting nowhere fast, for it seemed as though there was nobody around to tell him anything. Ivan sighed in mild frustration. It seemed as though he was going to go people hunting if he wanted information. Hopefully it wouldn’t end up in an interrogation. It was tempting to do an interrogation, but he would have to save that for a later date.

For now, it was peaceful information gathering.