Bon Anniversaire indeed [OPEN]

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Characters: Canada; OPEN
Setting: Floor Seven; Floor Five (July 1)
Format: Starting prose, whatever you want
Summary: Canada discovers some new floors.
Warnings: angst, surely.

Seventh Floor

Canada peered into the pool, uncertain of its depths. She was a strong swimmer and those caves down below were intriguing. Maybe just a little dip into the water, but she didn't have a swimsuit. This was a strange thing to wake up to on her day of all days. Canada Day present perhaps? She wasn't sure. For now she waffled at the edge of the pool, Kumariie batting at the water's surface beside her.

Fifth Floor

The viewfinders were new and strange and she settled in front of one with a bit of wariness.

"Is...this home now?"

The sense of connection was almost immediate, but it took her breath away to see the devastation. The world she saw through the viewfinder was bare, desolate. If she stared long enough, she almost recognize landmarks and then suddenly, her heart hurt. A sudden heart-wrenching pain that brought tears to her eyes when even the view of her world could not. She felt her millions of people die and all that...that pain.

She pushed back from the viewfinder and buried her face in her hands, sobbing as quietly as she could. She wanted to be home...Only home was gone now wasn't it?

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Fifth Floor

[fifty]

America was sure something happened on this day (aside from it just being the first month of the month that had his super awesome birthday in it), but any thoughts toward that end vanished when he saw all the new rooms. He hadn't spend a lot of time exploring them, wanting to start from the bottom. Finding Canada looking entirely miserable wasn't expected, and he stood awkwardly at the edge of the staircase before he took hesitant steps over to her.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

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Canada immediately wiped her eyes, trying to calm herself before she turned to America. Her face, red and miserable despite her wavering smile, probably gave her away.

"N-Nothing...Um...I wouldn't use the viewfinders if I were you. That's all..."

[fifty]

Of course, saying that drew America's attention to the viewfinders in question.

"Why, what's in 'em?"

His mind flitted through various ideas, most of which could be pulled from the pages of the cheesiest B horror flick.

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"...Home...Sort of. Dead home." Her voice choked a little at the remembered pain and she glanced away.

"Don't do it, please. I know you'll want to, but it hurts."

Fifth Floor

[pchaaair]

[Tavros had been wandering the new rooms, kind of. He didn't have anything much better to do, so it didn't hurt, right?

At least, he had been wandering until he came across the sound of someone sobbing. She was... someone he had seen on the network? The one that was always really nice to him. He'll approach awkwardly.]

... Umm... are you okay?

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Oh--I'm um--[She tried to catch her breath and stop the sobbing at least. It took a minute of hiccuping sobs for her to calm enough to really speak]

I'm fine. I'm alright. Sorry if I worried you.

[pchaaair]

Are you sure? [Not so good at comforting, but she seems really sad... so he wants to do something!] Uhh, because, I am only worried, since you seem so sad.

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[She tried to smile again, being slightly more convincing] I think...it's just a nation thing.

Goes for the non angsty choice for a change

[spiritsup.livejournal.com]

Romeo had been excited to hear that there were more floors to discover and so had set off on an exploration. He had only spent a moment on the fifth floor, it was a little frightening and when he had peeked through one of the spy glasses he had seen a wasteland. He had only looked for a couple of seconds because it was too scary and he had no idea what it was he had seen.

The forest had looked interesting but Romeo knew better then to wander off into forests alone without telling anyone where he was going. So he had hurried up the stairs. It hadn't even occured to him that a forest shouldn't fit into the tower.

The swimming pool had caught his attention though and he had been splashing around for a good half an hour, he was a strong swimmer but had not gone too far away from the edge because he had not swam in a while and it looked very deep.

"Miss Madeline!" He swam happily towards her, "Hello Kumago!"

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Canada knelt, smiling at him all happy in the pool.

"Hello Romeo. Is that all safe then--Oh where did you get a swimming suit?"

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"I think so I didn't see any whales!" Because whales were dangerous, they had destroyed the ship in Moby Dick, but Romeo didn't think this pool was big enough for them.

"Oh over there!" Romeo clambered out and ran over to one of the lockers, "There's lots and I was going to give it back once I'd finished!" Because he didn't want miss Madeline to think he had stolen it!

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"Oh of course, no whales. America will be so disappointed." Canada followed him, peering inside the locker room curiously. She'd need a suit if she wanted to swim of course, but for now she looked back to the pool.

"I don't get how it can be that deep."

7th floor

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

Molly had a habit of exploring the tower every day or so, just in case to see if she missed something. Today she found a new floor, along with Madlin (which may be the only name she remembers).

"Hey a pool!" she called in and scampered over to her, "are you going swimming? Can I come?"

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Canada laughed and ruffled Molly's hair. She eyed the pool with a hint of wariness. It looked pretty but also a tad scary.

"I've not gone in yet actually."

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Molly smiled up at her, not bothered by the hair ruffling nor catching on to Madlin's wariness, "Let's go in together! Do you like swimming?"

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She laughed, looking toward the pool.

"Well I like swimming, but I'm worried about how deep that pool is."

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

Kanaya walked into the fifth floor with some green fabric in hand a needle she had taken from the doctors office that she had repurposed. It didn't work perfectly but it was better than nothing. She saw the other girl in the room. They had spoken before and it was less than lighthearted.

She put down her fabric on a nearby chairand placed a hand on the other girl's shoulder in a comforting gesture, "Home is what you make of it. This is not where you're from, nor where any of us are from, but what is needed is to make the most of this situation. There are good people here and I predict we'll be home eventually, even if later rather than sooner."

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Canada listened, but it didn't really help her...The problem was barely even that her world was dust--Okay that was really the problem. But the deaths...made it real. It felt real. She slowly wiped her eyes and smiled shakily at Kanaya, putting on her best face.

"Right. Right."

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

Kanaya knew that she wasn't really comforting, it wasn't her strongest suit but she could be helpful once she really knew the situation. She didn't know how she would feel if she found out her world was actually destroyed, again.

"It's difficult, having everything you believe to be fact taken while you don't realize. I do not know what you have witnessed and I do not know what you have been through. But I will listen if you would like to speak."

Seventh Floor

[champagnedelis.livejournal.com]

France had been searching the tower high and low for Canada, so when she found her by the pool, it was all she could do to resist the urge to push the girl forward into the water.

Which... would probably not be a very nice thing to do. So instead, France came to stand behind Canada and tugged her back into a hug. "Bon Anniversaire, ma petite~"

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Canada squeaked, caught off guard as France pulled her back. Her body relaxed slowly and when she heard the birthday wishes, her smile made a reappearance. France always remembered. Always. Even when America or England did not. France's love was worth the occasional awkward touches.

"Merci Maman. It is not much of a Canada day stuck in this tower though."

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"True, and I'm still not sure if attempting escape just yet would be wise..." she huffed and rested her chin on Canada's shoulder. "What are you doing here alone though?"

"..." A sly smile appeared on her face. "Allez-vous baigner nu?"

FIFTH

[furrociously.livejournal.com]

Nepeta had been exploring all through the tower, taking in the sights and sounds of her new home. Honestly, she was liking it here a lot better than in the Veil-- there wasn't the constant threat of being discovered and killed (again, that is. mean ol' jack and his mean ol' stabbings...), and everything was calm and nice and happy. No more sgrub, no more Jack, no more scratch, no more deaths... it was nice.
However, Nepeta hadn't had as much experience dealing with the humans than the rest of her friends. So, as she explored, she kept to the shadows, using her cat-like reflexes to hide and stalk any she came across. Silly humans with their silly pink skin and their silly same color blood! When she reached the fifth floor, she spotted a familiar face. It was that nice not-a-human-is-apparently-a-country girl! But what was this.. she seemed upset! Nepeta couldn't stand for that. "Are you okay, miss Canada?" She called out, still hidden amongst the shadows of the room.

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Canada rubbed her eyes, smiling out of reflex when Nepeta appeared in front of her. The shock of seeing gray skin and horns still flitted across her face, but she tried to put on a brave face.

"Oh--um. I'm fine, merci."

[furrociously.livejournal.com]

"What did you see in there?" She inquired, tilting her head thoughtfully. "Was it something sad?" She had kind of gotten over sadness, really. Her planet had been destroyed, she had experienced death with both herself and her friends, and she had been constantly under the threat of dying permanently. Being a troll makes you a little hardier than most.