14. pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind

[keepscalm]

Characters: [OU] England (keepscalm), the rest of the Hetalia cast, and [OU] Zelda (sageprincess)! CLOSED.
Setting: The hidden floor
Format: Starting action but whatever everyone wants is fine!
Summary: After two and a half years in the Tower, England is finally calling for a meeting of the world. Or what little there is left of it.
Warnings: Idiocy. So much idiocy.

[Part of England has a feeling he's going to regret this. World meetings have always been a bit of a chore, but maybe with fewer participants it won't be so bad. Even if most of those participants aren't adults, or even proper nations.

All right, so multiple parts of England have the feeling he's going to regret this. But with the return of a few nations to the Tower and the appearance of some new ones, they're all going to need to be on the same page, especially given that the countdown on the terminals is rapidly approaching zero and they're going to need all the help they can get in restoring the worlds before that happens.]

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[keepscalm]

[England fights not to sigh in relief when Vietnam approaches him. For the most part, he trusts her to be reasonable.

Plus, she just thanked him! And England always responds well to fluffing of his ego. His initial response is, therefore, one of total confidence.] Oh, I'll be all right, I'm certain.

[...though after a second, he leans in almost conspiratorially, his expression uncomfortable. Mostly because he doesn't like asking for help, even from someone who he has deemed not a complete pain in the arse.] Though— only if something does happen, and I'm sure it won't — if anyone gets out of line during the meeting and won't listen to me, I would appreciate a good word.

[hoasen]

[Don't worry, England, she's got your back. Mostly, because they are outnumbered! But since when did that ever stop her, really.

At least he seemed to be better when he replied to her, so this relieves her.] I am glad, although--...oh?

[She was going to insist that she would still help him, when he leans in, so she leans in to listen (after quickly scanning around them). There's a nod to show that she Gets It.] I understand, I will help you to ensure that there is order. I will be delicate. [Wait what?!]

[keepscalm]

No need for delicacy.

[england no don't encourage brutality

His tone is wry and his voice still low, so the others don't know he may or may not be implying that Vietnam can beat the hell out of them if she pleases.] When have you ever known any of them to respond to gentle handling?

[hoasen]

[Oh......well it's too late now, there's that sparkle in her eye, knowing that she has gotten permission, although her expression is still rather soft, because it's not like she's going to do it! She's a delicate flower (COUGHS LOUDLY).

She whispers softly back (it's not like this looks suspicious at all)--]

You bring up a very good point. Let us hope that I wouldn't have to be less than delicate. [Scary...]