Meet and Greet [Intro #2]

[utopiamods]

You are brought to your campus and shown to your dorm rooms before you are given permission to wander the campus and the town. Meaning Fortitude students can mingle with Conquest students, they can go visit the shop (shop post will be up later today), or speak to the headmistresses and mayor. Each student now has the Exaclan manuals, a uniform, a school bag with either a shield or a sword on it, and the glove used to pull weapons.

But make sure to come to the battle area later to see the exhibition match! 

Take advantage of the free day, the freedom won't last long. Sooner rather than the later the round will start, Players will be named, Weapons will lose their privileges, and the battles will begin. So you might as well go out and make friend or start rivalries, anything to help you along later in the round.

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The City

[pysankya]

[Ukraine is taking his time, wandering through town and investigating the shops and a few of the bookstores now that he's settled into his new place. It's all very strange but he's liking the little town so far.]

Re: The City

[countryofassholes]

[Next to one of the bookstores that Ukraine might have just finished browsing is a cafe with an outside seating area. There, at one of the tables, is someone dressed in the male version of the school uniform and drinking a cup of tea.

Britannia's been doing the whole exploring thing too but figured it was time to take a break when she saw the cafe. After all, she can't remember the last time she ate anything, so here she is. When she sees Ukraine going about, she smiles and strikes up a conversation simply out of the desire to talk.]

Having fun?

[pysankya]

[Ukraine will blink and look over at her. Surprised someone would be talking to him and pointed to himself before moving closer to her table.]

Ah, yes, is very different from home...

[The thick Ukrainian accent might give him away as to where he's from. But he'll smile and tuck his gloved hands in his pockets.]

Are you a teacher or student here? I em finding it hard to tell difference between the two.

[countryofassholes]

[Well why not? Everybody else seems to be going around with an expression of frustration or despair. Ukraine's the first person she's seen all day who looks like he's enjoying himself as much as she is.]

I'm a teacher at Fortitude. Fencing, actually. [The answer is cheerful as she tilts her head at the accent and smiles wider.] I'm sorry, but your accent is familiar. May I ask where you're from?

[pysankya]

Ah, I em a teacher there myself. Horticulture. Mostly about plants and growing t'em.

[He'll give a bit of an embarrassed smile at the mention of his accent, it always give him away it seems.]

I em Ukraine. Is hard to get rid of accent in any language I speak.

[countryofassholes]

[At the answer, Britannia gives a light laugh and rests her chin on the palm of her hand.] I thought so. Would you like to join me?

[pysankya]

[Ukraine nods and has a seat, feeling slightly too big for the delicate framework of the chair.]

If is not rude to ask, where are you from? You sound very... British.

[countryofassholes]

[Halfway to bringing the cup back to her lips, Britannia pauses at that remark and an odd look comes over her face. Partly bemused, partly annoyed. The moment passes quickly though and she resumes the action. Only when the cup is back on the plate she raises her hands, enlaces the fingers and rests her chin on top of them.]

I'm Britannian, actually.

[pysankya]

Britannian...

[Ukraine will pause for a moment having to think. He's heard of Britannia, but that was certainly not the same as someone calling themselves Britannian. The only thing he can think of was that he'd missed something somewhere down the line of England's history. But that wouldn't be correct because the woman he knew as England certainly wasn't the woman in front of him. It embarrassed him thoroughly to not know, so he looked down at the table.]

Em very sorry but I heff never heard of Britannia as country before.

[countryofassholes]

[Probably to Ukraine's surprise, Britannia keeps right on smiling. The amusement is a little bitter, but it's present. So far, her existence is in the minority, which bothers her.]

It's alright, there appears to be some sort of... continuity issues between the countries present. The Holy Empire of Britannia is based in North and South America and controls just over a third of the planet.

[pysankya]

...Wouldn't Canada and Amerika be... no.

[Ukraine sets his jaw. He's incredibly close to Canada as a nation and the thought of having his friend gone is unfathomable to him. It's not something that he will believe. As for continuity issues, he highly doubts they exist. Surely Canada and America would never join together along with all of the other nations in South America into....her.

Shaking his head he'll watch her again. Cautiously.]

I em sorry, is hard to believe. Canada would never give into anyt'ing with sister even for power

[countryofassholes]

[And there are those names again, why does everyone keep mentioning them? Surely the existence of two former British colonies can't be that notable to the rest of the world?

... and what does she mean by "sister"?]

Why do you think that?

[pysankya]

Because they are very much two independent nations that heff fought hard to be themselves. Although they are good siblings... they would not join together. Canada and Amerika is like oil and water. Does not work together. People are too different.

[He'll shake his head and watch her for another moment.]

When is it that you are from that you do not know such things? I em beginning to think that you know nothing of history.

[independencesong]

Ukraine!

[The way Estonia approaches Ukraine, if it were any other pair, would likely end in a dramatic hug. Estonia, though, being Estonia, stops just in front of Ukraine with an expression of complete and utter relief.]

I've never been more happy to see you.

[pysankya]

Estonia?

[Seeing her surprised him greatly, he wasn't expecting to see her at all in such a place. His wide eye stare soon become a soft smile as he puts a large hand on her shoulder briefly as a friendly gesture.]

I em surprised to see you, I heff not met anyone else from home yet. Is very nice to see you too.

[independencesong]

Lithuania's here. Sort of. [She waves her hand, as if to come back to that later.]

How are you?

[pysankya]

Ah Lithuania? That is... good.

[He'll tilt his head and sigh, not sure what to make of their current situation.]

Em good. Working here at teacher it seems. Not bad thing, but em starting to wonder how and why we are here.

[independencesong]

I like the 'magic' answer, personally.

[But she has her lips pursed together, worrying over things. She may not be one to show it too frequently, but Ukraine may just be the type to pick up on it.]

Are you at Conquest? I haven't seen you there.

[pysankya]

No, sadly em at Fortitude, other school.

[He'll shrug and watch her face again, putting his hand back on her shoulder as a small measure of comfort.]

Magic? Is silly answer. Nothing happens by magic.

[independencesong]

[Raising her hand, she sets it over top of his in a decidedly tactile gesture, as she gives him a weary, uncertain grin.]

There aren't many better ones. The things they tell us, certainly, but... Well, I'll have to make a point of learning my way over to the other one.

[pysankya]

[Once her hand touched his he nearly jumped. It surprised him that she'd come into any kind of contact at all and immediately his face flushed and he tried his best not to stammer too badly.]

N-no... Guess there is not, we will heff to look for answers on our own. But I would like to see you around... even if we are at different schools. Are you teaching?

[independencesong]

[She shakes her head, confused by his reaction. She's not the most touchy person, by any means, but surely a simple touch isn't completely out of character for her. Uncertainly, she raises her hand, only to set it on his again, holding it to her shoulder.]

I'm a student, supposedly. Are you sure everything is okay?

[pysankya]

Ah yes... everything is okie. But are you? Is... unusual that you would touch me...at all...

[It's an awkward moment in which he'll shift his weight before latching onto the original statement she'd made about being a student.]

A student? But... you do not need to be taught like most children do now...

[independencesong]

Evidentally not, but I've got no say in the matter.

[After a moment, she raises her hand again, this time dropping it back down to her side, and murmuring a brief apology.]

[pysankya]

No, is okie. Em glad that you are comfortable enough to do that... is just... different? Em sorry, things are very stressful at home and em feeling like I em being pulled six ways at once.

[He'll give her shoulder a gentle squeeze and smile softly again. He'd missed her and talking with her, even however brief the conversation might be.]