001 ♠ [very angry video]

[plaidmanskirt]

 [ So, after waiting in the line multiple times, nearly socking the nearest person next to him several times, causing all around disorderly conduct, using obscene language and gestures to emphasize his absolute rage, filling out papers, figuring out technology what is this-- oh yeah, and being told his world got destroyed-- Scotland finally manages

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[whosyour_rikku]

Keep swearing like that and the only place you're getting help to is through the hatch.

And they will do it, y'know.

[This is more of a warning than anything else. Not to say Rikku would actually do this - of course she wouldn't - but there are personalities on this ship that would.]

[plaidmanskirt]

[ He bristles slightly. ]

Tha' hatch--?

[ He recalls reading...something about that, Kind of. He really didn't read his paperwork properly. Like at all. ]

--Like a jail?

[whosyour_rikku]

Nope. Like a one-way ticket off this ship and into wide, open space.

[plaidmanskirt]

[ A scoff. ]

Whit rubbish. Just because o' a wee bit o' language.
I learnt to swear before I learnt hou tae count.

[ He cracks his neck and sets his jaw firm. ]

If anythin' comes near me and tries tae put me in space, I'll fuckin' whupp their boggin' erse.

[whosyour_rikku]

[Boggin' erse, heh heh.]

[Figures steering the conversation in another direction is best done asap. Don't want him getting any more heated than he already is.]

So where are you from?

[plaidmanskirt]

W-Where am I from--!? Hou can ye start conversation like that when--when--!
[ He sputters slightly, then grumbles as he runs a hand through his hair and rotates his head to stretch his neck. Popping and stretching it, I see. He responds to the question with one word. ]

Scotland.

[whosyour_rikku]

It's simple, I just asked. [Her smile should make it pretty clear she's just pulling his leg.]

[And she doesn't even wince at all your icky neck-popping business.] I've never heard of Scotland. What's it like?

[plaidmanskirt]

[ He adverts his gaze to the floor, eyes nearly shut. He half shrugs. ]

--It's hame.

[ He means home. And he isn't sure he wants to talk more about it since it's apparently gone now, so he falls quiet for a moment before grunting. ]

I dinnae ken hou ye cannae know whit it is. Didn't... they say somethin' aboot people are from other worlds--?

[whosyour_rikku]

Mmmhm, yeah, that's right! In fact, most people you'll meet here are from other worlds, so it's actually pretty lucky for someone to have friends and family from home already here.

[Doesn't hesitate to ask. Even though she's definitely able to pick up on your vibe, she doesn't feel this question to be in the realm of DO NOT BRING UP.] Do you?

[plaidmanskirt]

[ He shrugs again. ]

I dinnae know.. from Scotland. I dinnae know.
There are a few people I dae know, I suppose, but we're nae close.

'Ave ye met any of them? America.. or Canada.. or Italy or those i'mmur nae sure are 'ere.. Germany.. or.. [ he thinks for a moment. ]

--Or France? Or England. Oi. England's me brother.. but I couldn't care if'n he isnae 'ere.

[whosyour_rikku]

[Oh, so you're from their world.] 'Fraid I only know three of the ones you mentioned. Not that there aren't more here than just those three, but I don't know them as well.

I've talked to Italy a few times, and Canada I know pretty well. [There's a different kind of warmth in her smile now (is that a blush, I see?) but she can easily distract from it with a light laugh. No problem, psh, no one saw anything.] And America, yeah, I definitely know America.

[plaidmanskirt]

Och, aye. So ye ken the Yankee. I'mmur sorry. I guess ye could consider 'im an' Canada me nephews. In a way.

[ Then, he makes some odd face. ]
Oi. Former nephews, I suppose.

It'ly is just annoying.
Fair enough.
I'mmur from Scotland, cause I am Scotland. Surely they'uv described hou all that shite works... or somethin'.

[ A scoff. ]

1/2

[whosyour_rikku]

[Laughs fondly.] Awww, you don't mean that for real, do you? I think Italy's cute!

But, I guess you could say I know the rough draft sketches. Like, I've got the general idea to it all but I couldn't tell you how the pieces all fit together.

[whosyour_rikku]

But what d'yah mean by "former"? Why not still?

[plaidmanskirt]

[ Scotland purses his lips together slightly. ]

It's a complicated and long story, love, but it isnae any o' me daein', I can assure ye that. A lot o' me citizens moved tae Canada and America soon after they broke from me brother. Ye could say I influenced them in a few ways, more Canada than America.

But, aye, they left us.

[whosyour_rikku]

The people living in Canada and America? Where'd they go?

... Oh, wait, unless you're talking "figuratively". Like, they didn't go anywhere but they cut off that communication.

[Knowing the countries first as people instead of as nations makes for slight difficulty transitioning the concepts. Part of the reason she hasn't asked many questions about it. She's starting to reconsider that, though, she really wants to understand better.]