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[welljustwatchme]

Characters: America, Austria, Canada, France, Germany, Japan, Lithuania, Romana, Spain, Prussia, and Venezia. I think?
Date: Wednesday afternoon/evening
Summary: going exploring to the new world as a social activity and England's not invited
Warnings: likely N/A, but I'll change it if anyone gets up to anything!

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[rueandwolf]

Lithuania looked just a tag worn thin lately--physically she was fine, but the stress was starting to show in the way she carried herself, and in her eyes. No matter, she could ignore it. She brought her sword, of course, and a gun, although it's rather old-fashioned compared to the new things many nations might have.

There's also a Leafeon trailing behind her. The little animal took to following her around lately.

"Good evening, Miss Canada."

[welljustwatchme]

Canada froze in her pacing to give something that was half bow, half curtsey. "Evening, Miss Lithuania," she said, quick enough that it might have been something she practiced saying. But she was polite. You had to give her that. "How are you?"

[rueandwolf]

Lithuania smiled as best she could manage, returning the courtesy. "Well enough, and you?"

Leafeon sat beside Lithuania as she stopped, observing things silently.

[welljustwatchme]

"I'm well." She smiled politely, but her eyes wandered to the Pokemon. Was it a pet? Did Lithuania notice? Did it talk? Wildlife questions: Canada had them. And was simply watching Leafeon, not articulating even one of them.

[airof]

Venezia was excited, if you couldn't tell with that bounce in her step as she made her way toward the Pavillion.

Of course, she had looked forward to this when Canada had originally brought it up too but, now that the main worries that dragged behind her around then have passed, she can fully enjoy an evening with the others.

She hadn't brought much with her and could lift both of her arms in the air when she caught sight of Canada. "Ciao-!"

[welljustwatchme]

For all she was a little worried about the evening with the others, Venezia's palpable enthusiasm when she arrived was nice to see. Reassuring.

"Ciao, Venezia! How're you?"

[airof]

Good, because if that didn't then a quick greeting-hug should. She was grinning when she pulled back, seeming ready to get going.

"Good, good! I didn't know all we were going to do so I didn't bring much with me but," she counted who were present to herself. "With so many of us, it shouldn't matter, right?"

[welljustwatchme]

The greeting-hug made her laugh, actually. For all their history was mostly seperate, she did like Venezia.

"Right," Canada said with a nod to the Italian's question. "I think we're just doing a little bit of exploring but it's not like it's an ocean away so we should only be gone a little while. An-and I invited everyone from home, so that's... ten? If everyone shows."

[beerjugs]

Attempting to look bored when one was brimming with excitement took effort, really. Prussia wasn't quite bouncing her way toward the meeting place, even if she swung a long dagger once, twice, impatiently.

A part of her had been looking forward to the "sleeping" gathering, she had to admit. Very quietly, but what had emerged instead wasn't so bad either.

"I don't see any of the loud ones or the uncute ones around. Good." she commented, leaving the division and categorization as vague as possible.

[tomatatas]

"Well I guess it's good no one bought a mirror, and you've apparently gone deaf with your greyness," is Romana's snarky comment as she walks up behind Prussia, a bag of food on her shoulder and knives strapped to one leg. "Because you qualify for both don't you?"

[beerjugs]

"Oh, did I just hear an uncute brat talking at me? Too bad I've gone deaf in my old age," the days when Romana had been mysteriously inconspicuous were filled with peace and quiet, but they hadn't lasted for long. Looking over her shoulder, Prussia placed a hand on her hip as she made a show of studying the newcomer.

"At least you brought food. You could be good for something, after all."

[tomatatas]

Romana rolls her eyes in return, mimicing Prussia's stance as she stared straight back. "Si, I did. But it might all be too rich for grandma. We wouldn't want to upset her stomach would we?"

Ignoring the fact that it was Romana who was the elder of the two of course...

[itsturbulent]

Germany is on time (even if I'm not, whoops) and just kind of ...waiting. Not really excited or unexcited, at least the idea that they were going to poke around a bit was nice.

She happens to not be armed at this moment but the girl knows how to fight.

[beerjugs]

"This outing's gotten even better all of a sudden." Prussia declared, placing the hand not playing with the dagger currently on Germany's sleeve. Ever since the blonde's arrival in the Gardens, life here hadn't been so dismal.

Her expression of elation gave away to puzzlement, "I don't see you carrying anything to defend yourself."

[itsturbulent]

"I didn't think it was going to be a problem if we're just going on a social gathering," she sighed, but didn't push away her sister's hand, "I guess I assumed incorrectly?"

[beerjugs]

"You missed the last one. It had all manner of food and toenail painting," Prussia started twirling a lock between her fingers, a habit she picked up whenever she was perplexed, "But we're not staying indoors this time. You can't really keep yourself safe with a bottle of paint."

[tomatatas]

Romana had come with her sister, some how managing to juggle a ton of food, whilst in 3 inch wedge heels without falling. There's a slight frown on her face as she notices the German sisters, but she pushes her own irritation away to offer Canada a polite smile and nod, "Ciao, Canada."

Strapped around her thigh are a few small knives, each razor sharp. And yes, she does know how to use them, and quite well.

[sheroic]

Of course, America runs up to her after seeing the food.

"What did you bring? Can I have some? Gimme a snack! I'm starving!"

[tomatatas]

Rolling here eyes, Romana shifts the large bag of food from shoulder to shoulder, and keeps walking past America.

"Si, I did, and no, you can wait. I won't have you gourging yourself on food that is meant to feed everyone, not just you."

[welljustwatchme]

"Ciao, Romana!" Canada gave a smile. "Do you need help carrying things?"