[002] Action

[alt_for_norge]

A. [Location: Tailor Shop (inside)]

[Norway rather quickly found that this is where he's supposed to be working. Tailoring has never been something he's tried, but at his age he can turn his hand to most things. He enjoys the relative quiet, and the way that he can pick up gossip as people seem to forget that he's there as he's silently taking their measurements. Already he has seen several examples of the 'drones' that he has been told about, and has forced himself to behave normally with each of them. It's enough to give him a headache.

Anyone coming into the shop during the day would find him sitting at a table, turning up the sleeves on a dinner jacket]


B. [Location: John Doe Park]

[At half past five, Norway can be found in the park, sitting on one of the benches. He would appear to be alone, but quietly humming to himself, occasionally murmuring a few words, made half-tuneless by the volume.

He seems content, but will anyone speak with him?]

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[park!!]

[rutheniaalba]

Norway...

[ She shifted an eye to him, walking quietly over to him, she wanted to have a good, hopefully quiet time and Norway wasn't someone she knew well, but he looked like he wouldn't get in her way. There, she'll sit down next to him, and continue to watch her surroundings. ]

[alt_for_norge]

Hei, Hviterussland.

[His greeting is quiet, using the name of her nation out of courtesy, and he glances at her as she sits down. He certainly appreciates the quiet]

-mostawkwardthreadaward!!

[rutheniaalba]

Hmph... [ There was a small huff at that, crossing her arms before letting it slide for now, enjoying the quiet as well. ]

[alt_for_norge]

[He's quiet for a long while, eyes closed, listening to the birds and the breeze moving through the trees. Russia had been right, it was always pleasantly warm...]

You are well?

[rutheniaalba]

[ She watched him for a moment, before letting out a sigh. ]

Hmm, da. You?

[balzams]

[With a house full of drones, Latvia likes to spend as much time outside as possible. While taking a walk through the park he only vaguely registers his surroundings, lost in his own thoughts. Although...

He comes to a halt. He thought he saw someone familiar but he's not sure. Looking back he can see Norway sitting on the bench and he can't help but wonder if he's really there or not. Unsure of what to do he just stands there and stares for a while]

[alt_for_norge]

[When he notices he's being stared at, he glances up, and the tiniest of smiles touches his lips]

Hei, Latvia.

[He speaks quietly, as if not wanting to frighten him off]

[balzams]

Good afternoon

[Noting the hint of a smile he takes that as a sign it's safe to approach. Not that he really felt that threatened by Norway before... Latvia takes the seat next to him]

It's getting warmer, I guess June isn't far off.

[alt_for_norge]

[He shifts over slightly to allow the other a little more room to sit, and leans forwards, resting his elbows on his knees and clasping his hands together]

No.. it is not.

[Norway closes his eyes for a moment]

This is.. a very strange place.

[balzams]

Heh, that's putting it lightly...

Have you been here long?

A

[konge]

[Denmark isn't going to go in the store. He's going to press his face against the window. He sees you, Norge. What are you doing, Norge? That looks boring, Norge.]

[alt_for_norge]

[He doesn't notice he's being watched for a while, then a feeling creeps over him and he slowly looks up.

Norway frowns, just slightly, and puts his work down, getting up and moving to the door of the shop]

.. Ja?

[konge]

[Denmark smiles as Norway heads to the door. Good plan. Never fails.]

Whatcha doin'?

[alt_for_norge]

... Working.

[More like occupying his time, really, but that was beside the point]

[konge]

Whatcha workin' for?

[Asking the tough questions.]

B

[kinship]

[Cain most certainly will! He's never quite got the hang of 'don't talk to strangers' and is smiling warmly as he waves at the stranger.]

Good afternoon, sir!

[alt_for_norge]

[He's a little startled, and gives a small, almost timid wave]

... Hei.

[kinship]

[Aww, don't be timid, Cain is only tiny.]

Are you alright, sir?

[alt_for_norge]

Ah..

[He could lie. He could easily lie. But.. right now, he doesn't see the point]

I suppose not.

[kinship]

[Oh dear, he looks a little worried, sitting tentatively on the bench beside him.]

May I ask what's wrong?

A Tailor

[gezellig]

[Someone is walking in with a suit in a bag. He hadn't been here in a really long while, and so isn't really surprised to see what he figures must be Norway's drone.]

I need the leg lengthened in these. . .

[Showing the pants. They are an olive green, and belong to a 3 piece suit that looks brand new.]

[alt_for_norge]

[He glances up when the door opens, and keeps his eyes on the other man as he approaches, lowering his hands to the table. Does he not recognise him? He's not going to ask, just in case - Finland is the only confirmed drone he knows of so far, after all.

Nodding slightly, he gives the suit a quick look, and then gets to his feet]

Certainly, Nederland.

[gezellig]

Beda--

[Wait a minute.]

Hoi, Norwegen?

[alt_for_norge]

[He glances up, a tiny smile on his face]

... Ja, that is me.

[gezellig]

[He'll tilt his head slightly, curious.]

I knew you were here before, but I didn't know you'd come back.

[It's not like he's glad or anything.]