towerofanimus | When nature calls, will you answer?

Characters: Romano and you~
Setting: The new Forest Floor
Format: I will match you!
Summary: It's not home, but it's the closest thing to familiar Romano has found. Enough so that he's decided to have his lunch among the plants and questionable wildlife, in relative peace. Of course, it isn't long before he begins to miss home even more...
Warnings: Potential mauling/death, cursing, the usual.

It'd been a surprise, this whole tower expansion thing. Double the surprise when Romano finally explored these new floors, amazed that these additions could even fit on the floors they were housed within. That pool looked awful deep.

He'd skipped the room with all the tech, not being fond of the stuff in the first place. He was a man of dirt and earth, not a scientist or a specialist in the burgeoning technology of the modern era. Molding the ground with his own two hands and some seeds was more his shtick. He'd been saving the seeds from his tomatoes, by the way.

The moment he arrived on the floor with all the trees and the sound of birds chirping, he wondered if he'd been dreaming the entire time. Pinching himself on the arm to try and wake himself did nothing but hurt. "Fuck," he hissed, regretting such a stupid action. He didn't spend a lot of time there the first day. But he would make plans to later.

Now, after mentioning his plan a little vaguely to his youngest roommate, Romeo, Romano had decided it was the day he'd do it. He'd take some things from the kitchen (boycotting eating in the cafeteria for the day) and make his own meal. Just some simple things like sandwiches and other picnic foods, pretty much just what he could carry, or feel like carrying up and down those damn stairs. Fucking stairs.

But, because he never wanted to be completely alone, he left a few notes on a few acquaintances doors, suggesting that they could join him if they wanted, but it's not like they had to or anything. Everyone Romano has met that he didn't despise received a note on their door. (ex: Both Spains, Romana, Canada...)

When he finally made it to the forest himself, he was sure to be the first one there. He expected to be the only one, really, but whatever. He sat on what appeared to be a pleasant little patch of grass(?) and started setting up his lunch, thinking of what it'd be like if he could share it with a certain stupid idiot brother... if... only he were here.

[OOC: Feel free to jump in the one thread so it feels more like a party, or make offshoot threads if you want alone time with Romano. I hope this makes sense!!!]

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Canada had brought herself a salad, made in the kitchen just a few minutes ago and a couple sandwiches just in case. She peeked out of the stairs and after spotting him, she walked over with a little hesitation.

"You did mean me, right? I don't want to intrude if you didn't, si?"

Romano turned to see his first, er, guest. It was the woman version of Canada that he'd met through the network, and heard about through the grape vine. He hadn't actually gotten to know her well enough yet, but she seemed like tolerable company.

Any company was starting to seem tolerable in this place.

"Si. You're not intruding." He could feel his face heating up from embarassment, since he really didn't handle speaking to women all that gracefully. And for the moment, they were the only ones around. "I didn't bring a blanket or anything. If I did I'd offer you a seat on it. I hope the grass is okay?"

Would there be any bugs on the ground here? Oh god he hoped not.

Canada set her things on the ground, smiling pleasantly. She was a little off balance herself with all these men, but she settled down opposite of him and smoothed her skirt. Kumarii stayed nearer the stairs, but Canada trusted her to stay safe and not wander off.

"The grass is fine, don't worry. I didn't really spend much time in here when I explored, is it as pretty everywhere else as it is here?"

Iceland had always chided himself for allowing curiosity get the best of him. Such a vice had handheld him to do a variety of odd things and often placed him in a rather uncomfortable situation. Consequently, he found himself on the stair that were leading to one of the newer floors--that strange one with the forest.

For some time, he hadn't had the guts to go on his own. By some stroke of miracle or some other scientific reasoning, Iceland ventured on his own--perhaps it was the licorice. A rustle surprised him, causing the boy to panic for a good few seconds. "Eh... you're that Italian..." Suddenly, all forms of emotion seemed to just melt away.

"What are you doing here...?"

Romeo stood in the forest, he was looking for his roomate. He kept mostly quiet the vast forest making him feel small and a little bit frightened though he didn't know why. He spotted Romano and miss Madeline sat on the grass, he had brought some bread and cheese that he'd found in the kitchens and Piccolo was sat on his head. He ran up to them, coat-made-cloak flying behind him.

"Hello miss Madeline," He smiled a big grin, "Biongiorno signor Romano!" He stood grinning at the two.

The announcement of the new floors made Spain a little suspicious, but her explorer blood urged her to investigate. It didn't help that Romano had extended an invitation for a picnic (a picnic, in the tower, really?) so, dressed in her simplest (blouse and skirt combo with sandals), she packed up a bit of food she managed to rummage out from the cafeteria that wasn't oatmeal or cereal and made her way to the new floor.

She hadn't expected to find a boy with pale hair first though. "Ah, hola?"

The sudden voice startled him. Iceland realized that there was a third person in the area--a female. Now he has never been very good with talking to those sort of people. He's still a little weirded out about having a sister but what could he do?

"A-Ah... hello." he stammered before becoming very flustered and annoyed that he had stammered. "Am I interrupting something?"

Romano idly wondered where the little polar bear was, since he himself couldn't see it, but he wouldn't fret if Canada wasn't going to. He offered her the best smile he could offer, which wasn't something his face was used to. Oops.

He saw Romeo approaching and waved a hand, unaware that he was still smiling. The cape-ish thing was something he'd seen the kid in before, but it never dawned on him to ask why the hell he'd been wearing it. "Buongiorno, Romeo... and Piccolo." The furry tubesock-turned-hat deserved a greeting too, he supposed.

"You probably both think it's stupid to have a picnic here, right?" He mentally questioned his own words, 'Then why would they have shown up, you moron?'. "It's just something to do, I guess. Maybe..."

He should thank them because they actually showed up, though.

"Hmm." he thought it over, stuffing the corner of a sandwich in his mouth at the same time.

Being referred to as 'that Italian' really shouldn't surprise him, considering the truth behind the statement. He couldn't very well deny being 'that Italian', even to this pale kid with equally pale hair. Practically glowing silver. Or Ice.

He was about to remark on that very observation before he heard the second, feminine voice he'd come to recognize as Spain's. A Spain's. Girl Spain's.

Romano stayed put on the grass and shouted over at the two. "You're one of the Nordics right? You're welcomed to join too if you don't turn the grass into frozen tundra or something." He didn't think it was actually possible, but he'd make the jab anyway.

Canada smiled back easily but her eyes dropped to the forest floor as she became uncertain. She knew Romana, but not that well. It was not like speaking to the male version of a close friend. Her relief at Romeo's arrival was well hidden.

"Ah Romeo, hello! Oh Piccolo, Kumapolo is near the staircase if you'd like to let them play. She won't hurt him."

"Romano, it's quite a nice idea. I was just a little surprised when you invited me, that is all."

Romeo grinned at the greetings and lifted Piccolo from his head, "You want to go play with Kumago?" He asked, the weasel wriggled his nose and Romeo took that as a yes, skipping off to take Piccolo to the polar bear. "Play nice!" He said with a smile and skipped back, he pulled the bread and cheese out and offered it to the others with a smile.

"Forests don't usually grow in towers do they?" He asked looking between the two.

When nature calls, will you answer?

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this alright? I can reply to the main thread if thats better

don't mind me?

of course not o/

This is fine. ;3;!!! Sorry I'm late!

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