02. Passion is in {action}

[creme_master]

[Splendor, today is a sad, sad day. Why? Francis, the Nation of Looove, and too French to function, has under no pretense beyond boredom and an ego the size of Texas, decided that today be the day he test the boundaries of Splendor’s wish granting capabilities.

So, what does he wish for that makes this such a mournful day?

Everyone that comes

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[pureheartedperv]

[Unfortunately for her, Hungary just happens to be in the area. She's sitting at the edge of a fountain, stretching and relaxing. It's a lovely day and she's enjoying it to the fullest. For now.]

[creme_master]

[Girl, don't act like you don't want this hunk of masculinity all up ons. France, in an attempt to out-sparkle fictional Cedric Diggory's gone horribly awry, is in the mood to partake in some sun. He sees a familiar face by the fountain and smirks. Looks like the perfect time to see Splendor's muscle flex a bit. Settling on the lip of the fountain beside her, he leaned forward enough to see that pretty face.]

Salut. You look like you're having a good day, non?

[It's about to get better~]

[pureheartedperv]

[France, you look ridiculous. Or at least, that's what Hungary would normally think. Right now, though, she finds herself thinking he's rather handsome today. Well, she'd be lying if she said she never found him handsome (though she'd still say it), in fact she usually did, but that underlying "France, you're ridiculous" was always there as well. But not today.]

Oh, hello, France. Indeed! Today's just so nice out, don't you think?

[creme_master]

[Only you would think that a gentleman enjoying the company of a woman looks 'ridiculous', but that's alright. Tomboy on you brute you.]

[Francis offers her a pleasant grin, turning to look skyward] I have to come in to town to enjoy it though socializing has its benefits.

Where are you living again? [I'm sure Austria wouldn't mind you fawning over me in your bed wut]

action;

[starstripedhero]

[ America is sitting at some little outdoor cafe of some sort, feet propped up on the little round table as he nibbles food of some kind. He watches France casually stroll past and blinks a few times before yelling out. ]

Yo, Francis! Is that you, man--!?

[creme_master]

[He had indeed been taking his stroll past the cafe when suddenly a wild America makes himself known! It's a surprise though so he's more deer in headlights than seductive~

Francis did his best to calm his galloping pulse, forcing a smile on as he walked on over to America's table]

One in the same, Amerique. I see you look well-- [fed] -- taken care of. How are you?

[starstripedhero]

HAHAHHAA. Dude! Dude! When the hell did an old guy like you end up here?

[ He's, well, not really showing any signs of anything. Just your typical, obnoxious ball of America. He crams the rest of his sandwich in his mouth, sputtering out something incoherent as he speaks rapidly, then finally swallows. ]

--And man, it bites, but at least we're not members of the undead army or something. Ha ha ha!

[ On to another subject. ]

Dude, France--! You look so.. seem so...

[ Eyeballing you and trying to find a word--- ]

[creme_master]

It's good to see that you have not changed one iota, my enthusiastic copain.

[Loud, obtrusive, two seconds from getting a lungful of food product. Ah, America. He's mentioning zombies again, isn't he? What's with the fetish, America. What is with the fetish? He wants to say all of this but manages to play mum, instead raising a brow in question at the trailing off.]

Let me guess? French? [flat]

As if I could resist this.

[za_rodina]

[Russia was still confused about this strange city with it's wishing and rainbow colored water fountains. As it is, he's simply settled at one of the tables that crop up along the shops with a book in hand. He's relaxed, and of course that means something -or someone- is going to come along and change that.]

I wouldn't allow it!

[creme_master]

[Change it INDEED. Seeing the man off to the side, Francis heads over. He wants to see if Ivan shows any signs of adoring him. Well, moreso than usual of course~]

Russie! My afternoon just became more pleasant.

So demanding <3

[za_rodina]

[Russia's caught of guard by someone speaking at him as he'd semi-gotten used to the silent natives, and he looks up with a startled almost-squeak. These are wide violet eyes, can you resist them? Can you?]

F-francis, you startled me.

[Nonetheless a smile settles on his lips and he beckons Fran to join him.]

Certainly you're the only one who would think an afternoon with me would be pleasant, dorogoy.

Just for you~

[creme_master]

[Mmm, the wide eyes. Russie makes a very attractive Bambi face--of course that's irresistible.]

[Chuckling, he took the invitation and settled down at the man's table, putting on a decidedly apologetic face]

You just looked so deep in thought that I had to interrupt the peace.

[Resisting urge to grope; goes for the book to tilt it up a bit; blink]

What are you reading?

/adds to the party.

[vimyridge]

[Someone just happened to be out and about on such a beautiful day. Okay. So he spent a lot of time outside, but that was only a minor point. He was about to head into one of the stores when his attention was completely diverted.

There was a warm smile and wave as he started walking over in France's direction.] It's a beautiful day out, isn't it?

/bad puns about sitting on papa's knee here.

[creme_master]

[There France was, taking a moment to rest his feet and just observe his domain of to-be adorers when the voice caught his attention; already smiling (albeit with a bit of mirth) when he got a better look at the approaching male]

Mm, it really is. What are you up to? [insert casual lean here; charming and all]

/innocent comment about so much love here~

[vimyridge]

[Luckily for France, Canada already adored him. ...in that quiet way of his.]

I was out running a few errands. I had a few groceries I wanted to pick up and some treats for the kittens. [Even so, he always had time to stop and talk with his favourite Frenchman. ...who should ignore the way he's subtly scooting closer.] What about you?

/innocent. suuuuure.

[creme_master]

[Politely listens to all of Mathieu's errands and the scooting. NO SCOOT IS TOO SUBTLE FOR THE LIKES OF A FRENCHMAN. -ohon-]

How are they doing? [Don't mind his hand moving to rest between them just in case things ought to be brushed against, oh no] You know what should be done? [turns to look at the boy] I think, if you would not mind that is, that you should come over to my humble abode for dinner sometime.

[He's practically simpering now. What a cheese ball.] It's such a large place and old castles always have the tendency to be chilly. I simply had to busy myself with walking around to keep sane.

[shouchan]

[ shouichi was dumb when it came to crushes and romance, especially true love.

he walked through the shops and noticed France -- first caught by his smell. was it cologne? that was odd. he was never attracted to another male before, but he could feel his face heating up ]

Ah...

[creme_master]

[Why yes, good sir, that is cologne you smell. It's debatable if the Frenchman leaves the castle without it. France was just having himself a light read out on the veranda of one of the shops when he looked and saw Shouichi, a gent he'd not had the pleasure of meeting.

Looks like that was about to change.

Smirking a bit at the obvious flush he canted his head to the side in silent beckoning. He was a curious man after all...]

Bonjour, monsieur. How are you this fine day? [look at these long legs bucko. He's seduced straight men a few times in his past.]