England || 01

[taxationwithout]

Characters: England
Location: The Plaza
Time: Morning
Style: Either
Status: Open!

[England's standing around, holding an umbrella above his head. Not that it helps any, seeing as he's already wet. Of course...it is raining ducks, so it might offer some protection. Maybe.

In any case, he doesn't seem to notice his now drenched clothing. No, he's just

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[shibuya_rave]

[He's fairly new himself; that's his excuse for walking over and tapping the man's shoulder, hiding his lower face in his collar awkwardly.]

Everything's free here; there's a cafe over there were you can get a towel...get out of the ducks. [A vague upward twitch of the lips.]

[taxationwithout]

[He turns to the boy and nods absently. He's still not sure what to make of the ducks, but a fee cafe does sound nice....and duck free.] These blasted things are a bother.

...Don't you have an umbrella?

[shibuya_rave]

[An umbrella..? He's not sure what to make of that.] No. Why? [He's giving the man a patient look, trying to understand his rather...odd behavior. He reminded him a bit of that one business man addicted to Reaper Cr-]

[Okay, not going there.]

[taxationwithout]

Well in a duck storm, it's always good to have proper protection. So an umbrella should do nicely, I would think.

Here, you can use mine for the time being. [He shoves his umbrella at Neku...and promptly gets hit in the head with a duck.]

[shibuya_rave]

[He restrains the snicker somehow, grinning as he shoves the umbrella back over the man's head, not in the slightest big concerned when a duck clips his arm.] I think you'd better keep it.

[taxationwithout]

[Just kind of stands there.] Oh...well, if you insist. And it's not like I was being nice, I hope you know. I was just doing what...what a gentleman should.

...Right! Now, you said something about a cafe? I wonder if they have scones...

[shibuya_rave]

[He raises his brow, kind of amused by this man, but still-] I'm not a lady, so not offering me your umbrella is fine. Over there. [He points it out with a lazy flick of his wrist.] They have towels...and blankets.

[taxationwithout]

Well lady or not it's the proper thing to do. [He looks down at his drenched clothes and nods.]

That's right, I should probably go dry myself. I wouldn't want to catch a cold or some other rubbish.

[shibuya_rave]

What a gentleman. [It shouldn't be amusing that the man's being selflessly chivalrous, except Neku can see its mostly forced and that's really no way to live at all.]

Yeah; stay out here much longer and you much catch your death. [...Lord, even that's funny, to an extent. It still gets the smile off his face.]

[taxationwithout]

Of course. I am a gentleman. Very good of you to notice.

Oh, I nearly forgot--My name is England.

[shibuya_rave]

As in- the country, England? [He isn't too surprised; after all, didn't he meet the being who was effectively the Composer of his entire hometown?] It's an honor then, sir. Sorry about World War 2.

[Not really his problem now; its sixty years long before his time.]

[taxationwithout]

Precisely. [He's just. Going to keep on looking pleased.] And there's no need to be so formal, that war was a long while ago.

[shibuya_rave]

If you say so, sir. [It doesn't hurt to remain respectful; this is a country, and that's much more than a city so he doesn't want to see what he can do if Neku pisses him off, even if he does seem like a complete scatter-brain.] Shall we? Get out of the ducks, I mean. I'd like to hear more about your country, if that's okay.

[What better way to broaden one's horizons than introspection from a country itself?

[taxationwithout]

[Neku will soon discover, that when England is upset he either A) Complains. Or B) Will avoid the topic, and complain to someone else later. It's completely terrifying. Only not] Yes, they are a bother.

Now, I'll follow you to...wherever it is we're going. [And he gestures for Neku to lead the way, since...he seems to know where they're going.] Oh, and I'd be happy to tell you anything you'd like to know, of course. All you've got to do is ask.

[shibuya_rave]

[And lead he will, feeling rather grateful to Mr. H because this cafe is...well, the only place he knows in vatheon so far.] Thank you for the opportunity! [He's not so much of a history buff, so he knows very little about England. Still, hearing it from the countries perspective probably makes it even more interesting.]

[He leads the way, of course, but he'll let England go inside first. He'll try to sneak in whilst they're mummifying him with towels.]

[taxationwithout]

[He steps in, asks for a towel...and gets three. Thought they're the big fluffy ones, so he's happy to have them. He then wanders over to find somewhere to sit.]

Oh yes, this should do nicely. [And all wrapped up in towels, he sits in a nice little corner by the window.]