001. ❄ new arrival

[islandnation]

Characters: Iceland and you!
Location: the plaza
Time: dusk
Style: starting in third person, but whatever you'd like!
Status: open!

"Goddamnit, Denmark!"

Iceland shouted angrily as he woke up, sitting up quickly. He was cold, wet, and didn't feel like he slept a wink last night, despite going to bed early. He just had the strange feeling he was sinking

Comments

[doeacharm]

I don't think a chunk of land can dump you into the ocean.

[Lily walks over, smiling. It's a good natured smile, though she does find swearing at a country somewhat amusing.]

[islandnation]

[Iceland jumps a bit at the unexpected comment. He slipped, didn't he? No, not technically slipping in this case, but he didn't really have any choice now, did he?]

Well, a 'chunk of land' is talking to you right now. [Her amused smile on top of his confusion was annoying him. He wonders if maybe that was too snappy.] Who are you, anyway?

[doeacharm]

I'm Lily Evans.

[Waiiit.]

You don't really look like a chunk of land.

[islandnation]

[There's no harm telling her if she's stuck here too, right?]

Pleasure to meet you.

Erm... it's a strange concept, I suppose, but I'm Iceland. As in the chunk of land. Looks can be deceiving.

[vimyridge]

Having been watching from a short distance away, the Canadian simply shook his head softly and smiled to himself. Disappearing off for a few moments to grab a towel from a nearby store, he approached the other nation with a gentle smile.

"I see that you're having a rather eventful time." There was the smallest of amusement in his tone as he offered him the towel. "Here. We're going to need to find you some dry clothes as well."

[islandnation]

Iceland turned around and was rather shocked to see someone he recognized. "Canada?" He blurted out. "You're here too?"

He ignored how amused the other nation was-- everyone seemed to find him amusing today-- and accepted the towel with a "Thankyou," and started to dry his hair off; drying off his saturated clothes would have been a waste of time and effort.

"Um... okay." He said, not really in the mood to elaborate.

[vimyridge]

A soft chuckle greeted Iceland's initial confusion. He was immediately sorry about laughing at such a thing but the question had been cute in a sort of way that only Canada probably understood.

"Mhmm. There's a few others here as well. There's... let's, see... Italy, England, America, and myself. I do believe Japan might be around, but I haven't seen him in a little bit so I don't know if he somehow left or if he's still around and being reclusive, or what." There was just a tiny shrug as he shook his head slightly.

"Unless, of course, you'd rather stay in your wet clothes." It was a gently offered statement as he wasn't trying to force Iceland into joining him on a hunt for clean, dry clothes or anything. He wasn't quite that rude or pushy or anything.

[islandnation]

Iceland was a bit relieved to hear there was a list of people he knew. This place wasn't so foreign then, he supposed.

"That sounds like Japan..." he mused. Actually it sounded a lot like him as well, and the kind of subtle comment he'd get about it from his brother chastising him about it, but he wasn't going to say anything. "At any rate, it's nice that there's a group here."

He got up, his puffin fluttering to his shoulder. Wet clothes were nasty, but dry clothes meant he was staying. Well, he supposed, he'd better get used to the idea.

"Dry clothes would be better though," He replied, and hoped that the stores here would somehow take krónur. He didn't want Canada to have to pay for anything for him.