always an explorer [open]

[furgotten]

WHO: Canada and everyone else!
WHAT: there's a colony wandering around trying to make sense to things; you should meet him
WHERE: all hallways and public areas
WHEN: July 20th, throughout the day
WARNING(S): probably nothing

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[mezzo_giorno]

Romano was headed for the cafeteria at the moment. The food was still horrible to his sensitive Italian tastebuds, but a human had to eat to live, and for a nation it got at least really really uncomfortable. He didn't like pain or things like that, and so he would just tolerate this food for another day-

he stopped when he noticed something small and light colored at the door to the staircase and stopped, staring at the little thing. What had Linda done now?!

[furgotten]

Sensing and hearing someone behind him, Canada froze, hand still on the door. Wandering around alone, it was easy enough to be brave, but when people started showing up, it was a different matter entirely. After a moment, though, he lowered his hand and turned to look at the stranger with wide violet eyes.

[mezzo_giorno]

"Wha- Who the fuck are you?" He crouched down automatically to be at the same eye level as the kid, ignoring how there was still quite a distance between them. Did this mean that they would all turn into kids again?! ...But who was this one, he couldn't remember having seen this person before.

[furgotten]

As Kumajirou moved to be between Canada and this new, obviously European person, the colony curled a hand in his bear's fur for support as he stuttered over saying, "N-nouvelle-France."

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[charinjo2]

The silver-haired teen was sitting in the grass, smoking a cigarette and resting his back against one of the trees when he noticed the new arrival. What the.. A fuckin' toddler? And a bear?!

''Who are you?'' Gokudera gave the pair a scrutinizing look.

[furgotten]

Canada flinched a little bit, then looked around to make sure this person couldn't be talking to anyone else before looking back at him.

"I- I'm Nouvelle-France," he said hesitantly. "Who are you?"

[charinjo2]

''France..'' Great, yet another fuckin' nation. What was up with with their captors recent obsession with kids? Well, this one was surely many centuries old and all that shit, but still. ''I'm Gokudera. What's with the bear? Is it your pet?''

[furgotten]

"Kumajirou is my companion." It was the sort of thing he rehearsed saying, as an excuse for having a polar bear with him at pretty much all times. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Gokudera."

[de_bel_survivor]

Kouki was walking towards the library. There might be books he haven't read yet and his music power generally played a nice song in the area. Even if only he can hear them.

Lightly humming along, he stopped when he saw a child.

[furgotten]

He was getting slightly more used to finding people here, but the little colony still jumped a bit at seeing someone new. Aside from curling one little fist into Kumajirou's fur, Canada opted to stay very, very still and watch to see what this stranger would do.

[de_bel_survivor]

A child and a bear? Was this another trick from Linda or was the child a new arrival?

"Hello."

[furgotten]

"Hello..." Both the colony and the bear kept watching him. "Are you friendly?"

[gewehrundblut]

He's honestly just planning on finding something remotely edible, not a newcomer to the asylum, when he leaves his room. Except the first thing he does find is not food, but a familiar looking child with a white bear. ...He really only knows of one kid that would be lugging around a bear like that, but he hasn't been that small in a while. Still, it's worth a shot.

"Nouvelle France?" His French is, for once, not deliberately atrocious, which might throw the little one off.

wow tenses what are those ._.

[furgotten]

Canada turned immediately, initially excited that someone knew him, but then immediately flinched and pulled Kumajirou in front of him when he saw who it was. Both fists curled into the bear's fur, he only peeked out at Prussia over the top of his companion's head.

"Prusse!"

I wouldn't know, I never keep them straight myself.

[gewehrundblut]

He's almost offended by that reaction, but he is aware that his awesomeness can just be way too much for a little nation to handle. So he smiles, crouching down to be a little less imposing, and just continues talking like Canada isn't hiding behind his bear. "Are you and Kumajirou here all by yourselves?"

If so, he might just be trying to punch a certain computer in the face next time he sees her, because it's wrong to bring such a small child here.

[furgotten]

Of all the Europeans he was familiar with, the last one Canada wanted to have to deal with on his own was Prussia. You didn't get much scarier than albino and German, in the little colony's eyes.

At Prussia's question, though, he nodded solemnly. "Papa's really not here, is he?" Canada asked quietly. "Not even Monsieur Angleterre."

[ro_eltyeir]

Luka's been sitting in the karaoke bar, bored out of her mind and helping herself to some cocktails. She sat at the end of the counter, her drink in hand, a pink paper umbrella leaning in the glass. A tiny pink octopus could be seen crawling on the counter, humming a merry tune.

[furgotten]

At some point along his wanderings, little Canada will stumble across this bar and immediately become distracted watching the octopus, while his bear nudges at the back of the colony's legs, trying to make him keep moving.

[ro_eltyeir]

And the little octopus glances up and gives him a chipper, albeit vacant, smile. "Hiii!" she calls, waving a tentacle at him. Alerted by her companion, Luka herself looks up from her drink. "Hello?"

[furgotten]

"Excuse me," Canada said quietly, eyes darting from the octopus to the female, then back to the octopus. "What are you?"