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[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

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

It's okay, it's not as if Canada is going to admit that that other America made her homesick and miss America. Nope. For now, it's just facts.

"Not a lot. Library, this floor, medical floor it seems? I saw Norway and a few others... Oh...right. I met a male version of you. You should have fun with that."

[misstates.livejournal.com]

"What, seriously?" Any other person would be unsettled after hearing that, or at least question it for more than a second, but nope! Not America! The gravity of the whole situation in general hasn't really sunk in yet. "This is like some B-grade sci-fi film. Seen any aliens?"

Then, "So who's better looking?"

"... don't answer that, I know the answer already!"

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Well America was certainly taking it better than Canada did. No suspicion, no questioning. She didn't even ask how Canada knew it was really a male America. She shouldn't have expected anymore.

"Oh there is no comparison."

[misstates.livejournal.com]

She taking it well because she hasn't really realised that they're not going home anytime soon.

"Didn't think there would be," she laughs, resting her chin on her crossed arms. "God, I'm hungry though." And of course, only America would think about her stomach at a time like this...

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Canada was hesitant to burst America's bubble. Lord knows what would come from that and for now she was happy to pretend things were okay.

"Well there's oatmeal." She already knew how that suggestion would be met of course.

[misstates.livejournal.com]

"Oatmeal."

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Her smiled widened and she nodded firmly.

"Oatmeal."

[misstates.livejournal.com]

"Only oatmeal?"

She's trying to keep calm, really.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

"Only oatmeal. Better eat that then."

[misstates.livejournal.com]

"How am I supposed to get us out of here without having some proper food first..." Her stomach grumbles, as if she's trained it to do so on cue.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

Oatmeal is better than nothing right? Would you rather starve?

[misstates.livejournal.com]

"I guess not." Doesn't mean she's gonna stop complaining.

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

"You shall live I promise. You have eaten worse than plain but decent oatmeal."