world meeting, BACKDATED to the rest day

[independencesong]

Characters: all of the nations!
Format: either [action] or prose
This log is: relatively closed.
Location: in town, near the lake.
Summary: what it says on the tin.
Warnings: politic-shaped things.

Estonia wasn't exactly known for leading diplomatic discussion, so it was a bit of a sense of pride that she had managed to talk at least what she assumed to be the other nations here into a meeting. Perhaps things wouldn't be so bad here after all, if she could get plenty of recognition and... who was she kidding? She missed her people and her sisters and friends, particularly now that Latvia had gone missing from Conquest. She had Lithuania and Ukraine, at least, so that would have to do.

She's early for the meeting, of course, after having sent everyone reminder messages of it before she left the campus. Don't be late!

((ooc: wow guys, I'm so sorry I never got around to putting this up, due to IRL reasons. but it's up now, feel free to threadhop and enjoy to your hearts' contentment.))

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[countryofassholes]

Britannia hadn't needed the reminder message, surprisingly enough. As she drew her PDA out of her uniform pocket and checked the beep, her casual smile never faltered as she marked the SIM read and pocketed the device again. Instead, already on her way to the meeting spot, she chose to straighten her collar and adjust her gloves, to make sure her appearance was as pristine as it could be.

To be honest, she hadn't donned the red jacket since her arrival in the city when they'd been supplied with alternative clothes, if only because the outfit was unbearably stuffy and tended to get very hot on warmer days, but for today? She should put up with it. After all, today she represented her empire and the royal family and knights here.

As the designated meeting area came into view, she couldn't resist checking the PDA one more time. 1 minute early. Perfect, her emperor would be proud. ... some of them, anyway.

[duchy]

Lithuania, dressed once more in the clothes he arrived in, was peering at the designated meeting area with no small amount of trepidation. Walking into anywhere with so many others like him gathered in one place does nothing but set off a million warning bells in his head, and he's not really sure what to do, anyway. To do something wrong and hurt the names of his Dukes (not that he himself can remember any of their names) would be unbearably awful.

Thus, Lithuania is paralyzed with uncertainty, watching from afar and trying to come up with some sort of plan for a situation that's completely foreign to him.

[koyo]

Spain arrives at the meeting several minutes late. Anyone familiar with Spain would not be surprised. For the meeting today, he wears the same clothes he wore when he first arrived in Rakuen. Normally, he would get away with it if they went down the list in alphabetical order but. . .

Wait a moment; there were fewer nations here, weren't there? Hopefully he would be near the end still! After all, you aren't really late until they call your name and mark you as such, right?

[heroiccia]

America arrived a few minutes late, wearing his usual garb and carrying an armful of hamburgers with a cup of pop. Grinning merrily as he walked over towards one of the front seats and plopping his stuff down on the table.

"Hey dudes! Sorry I'm late! Had to grab a light lunch." Of course to him, light meant about ten or so hamburgers and an extra large coke. Walking around before sitting down on one of the chairs provided. Reaching over to his pile of food before grabbing a burger and starting to munch down.

"So, what did we start off with?" And he had to ask that question through a mouthful of burger.

[pysankya]

Ukraine was late, he had forgotten about the meeting until Reeta's reminded had appeared on his PDA. Even then he had been covered in mud from working on one set of school gardens in preparations for his classes the following week.

Coming around the corner he straightened his scarf and gave an apologetic smile at Reeta for not being on time.

"Sorry... was planting watermelons for students."

cries i'm so late.....

[keepscalm]

He was totally, completely on time and definitely not arriving with feathers ruffled and grumpy face on display because his alarm clock didn't go off. Absolutely not. England was always prompt to things of importance.

Not that this was even a legitimate world meeting. Or that they even had a world to govern anymore, it seemed. But. Whatever.

"Apologies," he huffed, primly straightening his shirt and sweatervest. He didn't offer an excuse, because England isn't big on excuses, so that was all he said as he approached the meeting area.