MAFIA: DAY ONE

[hetaliafia]

MAFIA: day one

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[biladi]

[It's a nice place. Real nice place. Egypt's happy to be here, and is looking forward to seeing what other nations got to join MAFIA, too. He hasn't left Cairo for the past few months; it's been a while since he's visited anyone, or had any visitors himself.

Finally, Egypt's boss is listening to him, involving him in important affairs. About damn time. Maybe from this point onward, things are looking up. That's what he's thinking about as he wanders into the kitchen, searching for something. Hungry, maybe, or thirsty? He isn't quite sure if he's allowed to touch the stuff in here... Can't seem to find anyone to ask.

Come on, tea, where are you-]

[lotuslife]

[She's rooting through the cupboards and seems somewhat embarrassed upon being discovered. She just really likes food, okay!]

Ah! Forgive me-

[Oh, it's another nation.] ...Chào.

[biladi]

...Ah. [Egypt slows down and eventually comes to a stop partway into the kitchen, blinking. Oh, someone got here before him. Now he won't need to feel so bad about wandering in.

Vietnam gets a simple nod in greeting. Sup.]

[lotuslife]

[She is okay with people who don't talk much.] I thought that since there appears to be no kitchen staff beyond the butler, I could try some cooking...

[ponyplanes]

[In the pool and it's like I'm really in Gdańsk and not Danzig HOW DOES IT FEEL GERMANY?]

[hetaliafia]

Enjoying yourself, Mr. Poland? I can bring you a drink.

[ponyplanes]

Like, that would be totally awesome. If you could bring me Germany's tears, you can be my friend!

[hetaliafia]

[a laugh] I am afraid that I don't keep that in the bar. I have some German varieties of beer, though.

[scentofbauhinia]

[vain bastard here has already made himself at home and is currently lying down and chillaxing on one of the sun loungers by the pool]

[lotuslife]

[yeah spying on you like a creeper. by which I mean she's some ways away, half hidden behind a tree, wondering just how she should phrase 'why are you here who invited you you are not professional at all.']

[scentofbauhinia]

[you too fat to hide behind tree yeah, yeah grandma creeper. if he's aware of your presence it isn't obvious and he's chugging down some disgustingly sugary soda drink now]

[lotuslife]

[eventually, she just... settles for being blunt about it. she comes towards him- still fully clothed, mind you- and frowns deeply. prepare for scolding voice.] Shouldn't you be preparing for tomorrow's meeting?

[fort_roughs]

[If there was one thing in the world that Fort Roughs wasn't used to (though, there are a lot of things he isn't used to, everything that isn't within his "borders"), it's plants. And if there's one thing this island seems to have, it's plants. Thus, he can be found wandering around outside, just taking everything in.]

[mr_blandy_bland]

[Canada found a nice spot in the court yard to relax before he starts floating around aimlessly like a ghost again. Just as he was about sit down, he spots Sealand.]

[fort_roughs]

[At the moment, Fort Roughs is too busy trying to climb this tree he found (and doing a decent job of it, for someone who'd never actually seen a real tree before) to notice some invisible nation he wasn't familiar with.]

[mr_blandy_bland]

[He walks over to the tree he's climbing.]

Ah, h-hey, Sealand, does Mr. England know you're here?

[muskatli]

[Hungary's claimed the veranda, having been sitting there for the better part of an hour, in the warm sunlight. The mansion was large enough to not have run into anyone else yet. It was almost disconcerting, but the much missed peace made up for it.]

[motheringnation]

[Walking out onto the veranda]

Oh hello!

[muskatli]

Ukraine! It's been a while.

Would you keep me company? This mansion is so large, and I haven't met anyone else yet. It's been rather lonely.

[motheringnation]

I'd love to.

[And she'll come and sit by you.]

It's so big. I keep getting lost.