The world isn't interested in the storms you encountered, but whether or not you brought in the ship

[cubonic]

[You might be woken up to rather loud racket nations of world. Rather suddenly, about seven in the morning comes a sound, the sound of a hammer rather forcefully and accurately delivering hell upon a nail head, shoving it deep into boards of wood and beyond that into planks of siding upon buildings walls. The boards are being placed strategically

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[mansae]

[ And here is Korea, lounging around HQ, taking a nap in the middle of nowhere in particular but still somewhere important enough to be in the way of working. ]

[cubonic]

[Heading into the room you are in now...hey, you're lounging by the window he needs to cover!!! Have a Cuba jabbing you with the edge of a board...carefully mind you, just enough to wake you up]

Oye, rise 'n shine!

[mansae]

[ Mumbles and rolls around ]

Nooooo, aniki, I won't want to wake up. Really? I can have the Great Wall? You're the beeeest...!

[ Snore ]

[cubonic]

[STARE. And then have a glare. He sighs and puts the tools down then turns around and grabs the edge of the couch, takes a deep breath, then pushes it out of the way :|||||]

Stupid...

[therain_inme]

A-ah, Cuba?

[cubonic]

[He turns quickly around to see who is talking to him, stopping in work for a moment]

Ah! España--what do yah want?

[Back to hammering! These boards wont secure themselves]

[therain_inme]

[remembers what it was like when he stayed on your island when he first found it :|b]

Storms are on their way?

[cubonic]

[Ah the good ol' days, right? :|]

Yes! Two of 'em, back 'n back! Ana and Bill, stupid names, stupid storms!

[nfrkmt]

[Hey there handsome, this Egyptian is leaning against the wall and watching you work. She would offer her help but eh, you look like you have everything under control.]

[cubonic]

[CUBA IS TOO BUSY WORKING TO NOTICE YOU SEXY EGYPTIAN WOMAN! THE HOUSE IS NOT GONNA BOARD ITSELF]

[nfrkmt]

[That's okay, she is content with just watching you. You have some nice back muscles, did you know? The way your shirt is stretch all tight across your back while you work, yes. Very nice. You may hear her hum her approval, smiling just a bit and cocking her head and her eyes...move...down.]

[cubonic]

[Over the sound of the work, Cuba arches an eyebrow and stares out at nothing in particular when he hears a hum and senses someone nearby.

Slowly he turns around and sees you standing there ogling looking at him and straightens himself up, clearing his throat]

Oh-ah!! Didn't see yah there....sorry 'bout that.

[scarfwearsyou]

[ Such a racket! What on earth is going on? Russia wanders to where the banging noises are coming from, and blinks as he sees Cuba working. ]

You are doing home improving? I am thinking headquarters is looking nice enough as is, Kooba?

(ooc: I'm trying out a Russian transliteration program, and that's what Cuba is in Russian apparently :3)

[cubonic]

[He blinks a few times and turns to look at the other, catching the voice and identifying his comrade immediately. Ah--he did not mean to wake you Russia but this is important!]

Ahh-Russia! I-I am sorry, but there are storms comin'!

[He resumes putting another board over a window]

[scarfwearsyou]

[ Rubbing his eyes, he looks less than troubled. Things can always be worse, and a storm isn't as troubling as winter is. Ah winter, his beloved enemy. ]

Storms? Hmm, you are meaning ooragan -- hurricane -- da? We are having strong winds in my home also. You are preparing, then?

[cubonic]

[He places another board over the window and nails four nails into the board and takes a step back, wiping at his brow then turning around to face the other nation]

Ah--yeah, I just wanna make sure everything is in order 'n all--its not like I can stop the weather but--I can try to make it better.

[Then of course the last storm completely took out his home...no matter what boards where on it]

[theoddchild]

Isn't this the wrong season for that?

[cubonic]

[He halts his work and stares]

Excuse me--what?

[theoddchild]

[Nordic nation has winter/fall storms not summer]

Storms hit my coasts when it gets colder, and hasn't your season already passed? Summer's practically over.

[cubonic]

[He blinks a few times then shakes his head, pausing in his work for a moment]

Ah--no unfortunately, the season lasts from summer sometimes as deep as in't fall.