Rescue Rangers?

[wwrathofangels]

WHO: Evveryone!
WHAT: Meet-up to plan a rescue mission. Also? Socialising. Because that's what we do.
WHERE: meal acquisition block Cafeteria, because we are civilised trolls people, coddamnit.
WHEN: At some point following the hostage video
WARNING(S): Threadjacking may occur.

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[gewehrundblut]

"You actually gonna join us? Colour me surprised." That would be Prussia, naturally, finally having given up on finding anyone else to drag into this. He glances over at the other people there so far, before quirking his eyebrows. "Huh. I didn't know we had two of those 'troll' people."

[gewehrundblut]

"Those people. The grey ones with the horns- Oh hey! That one has fins on its face!" He almost heads over there to go poke at the fins curiously, before pausing and looking back towards Medic. "...Huh, yeah. Well, that's something? Hm. And honestly, you're probably talking the most sense out of anyone, but it was hard enough convincing Gokudera to actually plan a rescue mission and not just blow shit up until he either got results or got us all killed."

[gewehrundblut]

"Well, the one with the green Virgo symbol on her shirt called herself a troll, so I'm guessing that's their name for their race." Prussia shrugs, leaning against a chair. "And she doesn't look as fishy as finface. As to if we can trust them? Don't know. Don't care."

"And I'd rather never be a teenage girl; it's bad enough putting up with them."

That last question makes him purse his lips in thought. "Something better than blow shit up and hope it works? Fuck if I know. I'm not the plan guy. I always left planning to Fritz or Arthur or basically anyone who looked like they had a bit more sense than me."

[furgotten]

Shuffling along a bit behind Prussia, Canada eyes the assembled bunch, then sits down where he is, on the floor in the middle of the cafeteria with his bear. He doesn't want to be too close to Medic, or too far from Prussia, but all while giving the illusion that he doesn't need to cling to anybody anyway.

"But you're strong and brave, Prusse," he pipes up. "You've been through the most. Your plan will work."

[gewehrundblut]

If he resembles a fish right now, it is only because he has no idea how to respond to Canada's words. "Y-yeah... well! If I can come up with one." He is resisting the urge to hide his head in his hands, because it looks like somehow he ended up as the plan guy.

He is so not the plan guy.

[gewehrundblut]

"I figure to get over to the military ship we're gonna have to get to the areas of this place the original crew must have lived in." Prussia frowns, rubbing his forehead as he wonders how the Hell they're even going to figure out where those areas are or get to them once they know or-

"Is it just me or did finface's weapon just annihilate the fuck out of that chair?"

???

[gewehrundblut]

"That's the best idea I've heard in ages." He sighs and shakes his head. "Well, that solves the issue of how to get into the other areas of this place; now we just need to know where to point that at." Prussia grumbles under his breath before glancing over at the retreating figure. Man, it's still beyond weird to look at a teenage girl and think Medic.

"If we can get over to the crew side, you gonna be there to fix the respawn? I figure that's where they keep it, and I don't wanna find out if I can come back like I normally would."