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Characters: Britannia and yooou~
Format: action/prose
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Location: Dock area in the evening, just before the sun sets.
Summary: Britannia's relaxing and has no one to bother. Yet.
Warnings: Nothing yet.

[Over on the dock, bare feet dangling over the edge, Britannia lays on her back with her pant legs rolled up and staring up at the darkening sky. Her shoes are next to her head, not that she seems to particularly care about them at the moment as she allows herself the undignified position in the absence of any human company. No, right now she's currently debating whether or not she should go bug Kiku or stay here and watch the stars come out. Surely there's no such thing as a curfew at this school, right? And especially not for her when she's a professor of all things.]

Oh, maybe I can get Kiku and we can watch the stars together. [The thought is brilliant, of course, a compromise. She could even get Antonio, Suzaku, Lelouch and England too. Except...] Hmm... they're probably all busy and it would take too much time to gather them up.

[Another sigh.] Oh well, I guess I'll just wait alone.

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[Dave is usually more active in the evening, although the weather was still a bitch to deal with. He spotted Britannia at the dock though and curiously went to approach her. He had left the cafeteria some time ago, so when he approaches her, he also holds out a scone wrapped up in a napkin. He was just gonna eat it in his dorm anyways, so it didn't matter to him if he gave it to someone else.]

[ the docks are... well, nowhere near Conquest, if he's totally honest. But from the restaurant he's inflicted himself upon for extra raks to Conquest is either a boring walk through the town or a ramble around the outskirts. and the outskirts on this side are mostly lakeside.

Better view, too. Speaking of which. He's just gonna peer down at you. ]

Oh, hey. You that chick who's also the empire?

[Well so much for lack of company.

Rather than act embarrassed at being caught in this position, Britannia opts to stay in it as her gaze of the sky is suddenly blocked by a rather familiar face. One she hadn't seen since her first day here, though she can't say she's been actively seeking him out. Confrontations with rebellious knights isn't exactly her job, very strictly on the "not allowed to meddle in" side of things she's only allowed to observe. Resultantly, she's decided to let Gino be until Schneizel, Charles, Cornelia or Odysseus shows up.

Although by now she knows the truth, that Suzaku is ahead in her time and Gino is probably further than that. ... or he might be a traitor all the same, who knows for sure?]

Yep, you can just call me Britannia.

[The smell of food is decidedly strong over the scent of salt water and is the only warning she gets besides Dave's footsteps of his approach. Realizing that her current posture is hardly appropriate (and just in case it's someone important) she calmly rights herself, sitting up and adjusting her posture just in time to glance over her shoulder and- oh, an unfamiliar face.

Still, she gives him a blankly pleasant smile in greeting.] Evening.

[He keeps the scone held out for her, seeing as she hadn't grabbed it yet and he wasn't exactly going to let her refuse it either. He uses his other hand to wave in greeting though.

He probably looked a little ridiculous. Sunglasses in the evening.]

[She blinks at the offered food, wondering what prompted it, then realizes it doesn't look like the swill they're currently serving discards right now. Good enough for her, really. Besides, kindness from kids is something she's used to. It's the adults that give her pause. So she accepts the scone and gives Dave a smile, this one a little brighter in nature.]

Thank you.

[Hey, she's got her feet in the water. She's not going to judge. After taking the scone, she'll give it a delicate bite and chew it slowly before patting the spot next to her.] Care to join me?

[He seems to consider it for a minute. He doesn't really have anything he has to do tomorrow. Attend school. Be bored as balls basically. Yeah, nothing worth returning to his dorm for yet. And she seems nice enough so he moves to sit down next to her.

He hugs his knees to his chest, the water probably being a little too chilly for his tastes and the weather itself was already cold enough for him. Dave is relatively surprised they've gotten this far without him having to pull his PDA out to 'talk.' He doubt it'll stay like this for that long. Kids his age are usually obnoxiously loud, right?]

Sure, sure. Britannia. [ that's weird. But kind of awesome at the same time. He sits down beside her without any real embarrassment at catching her relaxed like this, and sets a pizza box next to him. ]

How does that work, anyway?

[Usually, yes, but Britannia has grown up around scores of royal children. All of them raised by people who could be called nothing less than assholes, so a child who chooses to remain quiet isn't all that unusual. So she'll finish eating, making the scone vanish in small bites until she's sprinkling the remaining crumbs on her fingers into the water. That complete, she leans back and sighs, cheerfully this time.]

I'm Britannia, by the way. [There we go, introductions. As is proper, she gave her name first.]

[He fumbles a bit, shifting a little as he tries to extract his PDA from his pocket. It was too dark to do the shitty paper and pencil gig, and he just assumes no one here can sign.

Dave holds the PDA out to her, the screen lit up so reading the text on it was probably easy.]

dave

[She'll eye the box for a second before returning her gaze to the knight who's taking a spot up at her side. No, of course she isn't skipping meals due to the fact that what they're serving discards can hardly be called edible.]

Who knows? I'm here though, so that's all that really matters.

[The PDA makes her raise an eyebrow as she finishes dusting off her fingertips, giving him a searching glance. Finally, after a second or two, she simply smiles again and offers him her clean hand.] Nice to meet you. Do you usually come this way?

[ he hums agreement and pushes the box over to her with an internal shrug. They'd handed it to him as payment for doing extra work before meeting Aisha but, hey. When someone's eyeing it up like that. ]

Empire first.

[His face doesn't really give off anything. It's blank for the most part. Dave reaches out to shake it but hesitates for a minute. He finally does shake it when he's sure no penalty of some sort might happen by doing it.

He gives his head a shake. Dave was still figuring out different routs around this place, so this was a new route he took.]

[Okay, that gets her to give a quiet blink of embarrassment. She's usually not this weak but even she can't handle the food in the cafeteria. So, sitting up slowly, she'll give him a calm:] Thank you. [And dig in, delicately biting off mouthfuls of pizza.]

So how come you're listening to what Zero says?

[If she notices the hesitation, she gives no sign of it. Hesitation is understandable in others, those who choose to be cautious in order to survive. Even if she can't relate (due to being a superpower in her world) she can at least comprehend why such an emotion might exist.

Once the handshake is completely, politely firm and nothing more, Britannia releases his hand and goes back to staring up at the sky with a pleased sigh.] I didn't think that many people came this way. It's been very quiet.

[He follows her gaze up at the sky. He wants to answer her, but it looks like she's pretty content at looking at the sky. It is kind of nice to stare at. It seems almost kind of rude to make someone stare at a LED screen just to know what's on his mind, so he doesn't really respond more with a nod of his head.

And a bit of a shiver.]

[ John is getting the lay of the land, PDA forgotten in his pocket. He grew up near a lake, so it's kind of familiar ground. He doesn't notice Britannia down at the end of the dock and wanders down, looking up at the stars.

He won't step on her, though! He's more situationally aware than THAT. ]

[She would not appreciate it if you did, John.

As it is, at the sound of his footsteps she slowly sits up, glancing about for their source. Whether or not the movement attracts his attention or not, he's certainly attracted hers. Have a slow blink as she considers this newcomer, wondering if he's out here for the same reasons as she, enjoying the weather, or if he's up to something. The latter's curiosity is merely idle speculation, entertainment for a bored mind.

Still, she'll convey her friendliness with a little wave.]

[She's keeping him in the edge of her vision, just in case he wants to get her attention or in case he makes any sudden moves, so she does notice the shiver, but it's a near miss. Lowering her gaze onto the other, Britannia gives him a sort of confused look as she considers the situation. After all, if he's cold shouldn't he go inside? Why stay out here where it's cold?

While the practical part of her says he should freeze and learn that lesson, another reminds her that he did just give her something to eat. So, pulling her feet out of the water, she'll scoot over towards him and press their shoulders together so they can share body warmth. Just this once.]

[Because you invited him to sit with you. And maybe he wanted to stick around, even if he's probably the worst person to converse with ever.

Dave stiffens at first. He's a little surprised at the sudden contact. He's not terribly used to people being like this to him, but he's finding out that it isn't so bad either. He fumbles a bit to type into the PDA.]

youre still a discard???
i imagine someone like you would have someone asking to vow with you by now

[It was a legitimate concern to him. No Weapon should be going around being a Discard. Shit is fucked up.]

[ He notices her when she sits up, and waves himself. He hesitates a little, before remembering that he has a PDA! For just this purpose!

He pulls it out and types quickly before stepping closer and holding it out for her to see, smiling. ]

hi! my name's john.

[It's okay, cuddles are always good enough with this one.

The sudden PDA typing makes her blink and she looks expectantly at the screen, wondering what he suddenly had to say. Maybe he doesn't appreciate the physical contact? It wouldn't be the first time she'd gotten such a reaction.

But no, it regards to the game. The statement makes her laugh a little, because she agrees. Who wouldn't want her? She's one of the strongest empires in the history of her world. Maybe she doesn't have any upgrades, but that shouldn't matter, right? For the moment she's pitted her current state on the fact that she doesn't really know any of the players of Fortitude.

Well, she knows England, but she sadly couldn't find him today, so another time perhaps.]

Yep. [She shows him the back of her hand to accent that answer.] But it's okay, I'll find someone sooner or later.

[That earns a blink because she didn't expect someone to whip out a PDA as the conversation initiator. For a moment she looks at the screen before looking up at him, a searching quality in her gaze. Whatever she finds, however, seems to satisfy her and she smiles easily enough in response.]

Britannia. [The introduction is short but made with a polite nod of her head.] Out for a walk?

[He actually really appreciates it. It doesn't show on his face, but the fact he doesn't move or anything is a pretty good indication.

He doesn't know much about her, but she didn't seem like the type who'd get thrown away or would take being thrown away. That was a good trait to have. He would consider asking her himself. He didn't mind. He already hit the winning conditions of having six, so having a seventh probably wouldn't be any worst. But she probably wanted someone older with more experience and didn't get their ass kicked like last round. So he doesn't. Maybe she had someone in mind that will vow to her. But he wanted that to be sooner then later then.]

do you have someone in mind???
its bullshit to treat people like trash
just because a player didnt vow with them yet
its fucked up

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