OPEN!

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Characters: CANADA...and you.
Setting: ALL OVER THE TOWER
Format: Action to start, reply as you like
Summary: DRESSED--and bear disappears
Warnings: Nothing?

[[ooc: I am from mayfield-land, I like options]]

A: DORMITORY LEVEL

[Canada has dressed herself in something that is not a skintight catsuit, though her clothes are hopelessly covered with bits of white fur. She's still picking it off as she walks out of Room 1-03]

Kumalila if you had to lay on my things, couldn't you have tried not to shed on them? They're the only set I have...O-Oh tabernac, I'll have to wear that suit again when I wash these--

Kumarika? [spins in a slow circle, dismayed] Oh where did she go now...


B: LIBRARY LEVEL

[A small trail of destruction is leading Canada through the stacks and she doesn't even have time to spy what the titles are of the books Kumariie has knocked from the shelves. Well she assumes it is Kumaria because who else would spend their time knocking books off the shelves? No one that is who. Maybe Sealand. When she's bored.

Either way, the trail is leading her in such a convoluted route that she is sure she will get lost in books and never bee seen again]


C: CAFETERIA LEVEL

[Oh...Oh there she is of course. Food. Food that Canada should probably eat if the rumbling of her stomach is any indication. She slumps down in a chair beside Kumaru and closes her eyes]

I did not need this workout Kumari. Honestly.

Comments

LIBRARY

[greennotgold]

After being in the tower for a day, Fletcher feels no more adjusted than he was when he first arrived. Still, he doesn't want to keep moping forever -- at least not in front of other people -- so he's forced himself to go to this "job" that he was assigned to do. Or, well, he's not working yet, but he wants to get acquainted with this library he's supposed to be working in.

He stares at the shelves, feeling a bit lost and hopeless, right in the way if Canada should choose to go through this particular aisle.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Canada peered down an aisle. Hopelessly clogged with books. Perfect. How could one small bear create such destruction. She moved another row down and went that way--except there was a boy sitting right in here way. He looked upset and lonely.

There was no way she could just leave him like that...She dropped to a crouch beside him and held out her hand.

"Are you alright?...Well as well as you can be in this place?"

[greennotgold]

He was about to crouch down and start picking books up, despite not being on the clock, when a woman came down the aisle and crouched down beside him. Another stranger. Russel wouldn't be pleased to hear Fletcher was talking to so many strangers.

"Um... Y-yes, ma'am..." He looked back up at the towering bookshelf. "I... I just came to look at the library, that's all." And then he did crouch down to pick some books up. Someone had to.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Canada made an attempt at a reassuring smile. He seemed so shy and scared. All alone. It was cruel to save someone just to leave them all alone.

"Have you seen a polar bear wandering around? She has white fur and a flower that she somehow keeps by her ear. I shall never be sure how."

B: Library

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

[ Castiel is still perusing the books when he senses her moving by. Another one of those embodiments... He must investigate. ]

[ With a flutter of wingbeats, he stops right in front of her path, looking down at her. ]

Hello.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[ She almost jumped, but her hands tightened and she stood her ground. Staring up at him was a little annoying but she just tilted her head and smiled politely. ]

Hello. May I help you? I've lost a pet and I'd like to find her before she destroys the entire library.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

What sort of pet?

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Just a little polar bear. Have you seen her?

A: DORMITORY

[thisclinchesit]

Outside of Canada's room a rather obnoxious-sounding alarm noise goes off several times...

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Canada determinedly ignores it. Perhaps someone is sleeping in and set an alarm. Or something.

Why would one ever bring an alarm clock in their trunk?

[thisclinchesit]

It continues, varying in timing.

It is a little snail robot, who is not pleased by the existence of a bear in the hall!

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

She has wandered the hall--and finds the robot.

Oh. Weird. She kneels and stares at it.

"I think you're a little lost robot...have you seen a bear?" Oh well that was silly, it wasn't as if robots could talk.

B: LIBRARY.

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[hoping that there might be some sort of usual information to be found, germany has been flicking through various books in the library. eventually, he just so happens to come to an aisle where books have been strewn across the floor.

he sighs irritably and automatically begins to gather the books and place them back on the shelves.]

Re: B: LIBRARY.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[Canada was still playing 'follow the destruction' when she nearly stumbled right into Germany]

O-Oh...I'm sorry about those, Kumako gets into things.

[cantgetlaidin.livejournal.com]

[kumako? odd name. he barely spares canada a glance as he carries on tidying.]

If you know who is responsible for this, Fräulein, you can tell them that making such a mess in a public area, especially a library, is incredibly disruptive and rude.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

I will be sure to tell my polar bear that. I cannot say that I expect her to listen.

A

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly is still in her catsuit rifling through her trunk pulling out the parts of her costume. This catsuit is wonderful for a superhero!]

[she looks over at the older girl] What's a kuma-something and why do you have two? [pouts as she looks back in her trunk] How come I don't get one?

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[Canada glanced over her shoulder through the open doorway and smiled]

A Kumalo is a polar bear. It's her name...And there's only one. Or there...should be only one.

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[blinkblink]

But that's three now! How many names does she- YOU HAVE A POLAR BEAR?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

America walks through the cafeteria, kicking chairs, still dressed in her catsuit with her bomber jacket thrown over her shoulders. "Oh come on, there has to be at least something decent to eat in this stupid place." America can't function on an empty stomach, and if she can't function she can't figure out how to get the fuck out of this ridi -

"... Canada?"

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

"Kumaro, I understand you're upset but--" Canada stopped mid-rant to lean back in the chair and glance over her shoulder. This is probably the happiest she has been to see America in such a very long time. Her whole face lights up.

"America, you're here too?"

[misstates.livejournal.com]

Even if she doesn't show it at first (because heroes are heroes and can totally function without their sisters around), America is happy to see her too, her smile bright. She sits backwards on the chair next to Canada and drapes her arms over the back of it.

"Yeah. What's 'here', anyway? Apart from the obvious 'huge ugly building thing'."

C!

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

[Things seemed relatively calm, so Holland looks for food. The rabbit needed water, first and foremost. He'd gotten into comfortable, casual clothes and set off.

He was still bitter about Poffertje being stuck in a shoebox. What if he hadn't noticed the chest right away? What would have happened to the rabbit then?

But the cafeteria level seemed promising; he was able to get two glasses full of water which he uses to fill the rabbit's water bottle. After drinking the rest he sets Poffertje on the table and holds the bottle for him, watching the rabbit lick at it, drinking right away. He knows other people are there, but only the bunny matters to him right now.]

Poor bunny, so thirsty.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[Canada turned around halfway in her chair to see where this bunny was. There was a brief moment of annoyance at how tall every male in this place seemed to be before she spoke up]

They shouldn't have left our pets in the trunk, I didn't even know about Kumaruli for hours.

[gezellighe.livejournal.com]

Hmm? Ja, it's very risky. At least konijntje is small.

[He looks a little longer at the girl addressing him; there was something familiar about her, and she was pretty. Her hair looked soft . . . he pet the bunny a bit more. And then he noticed the bear; there was only one person he knew that even owned a bear as a pet. Was Canada here?]

. . . did you see the person who owns the bear?