Who: France (
tumetiens) and YOU!
What: France is just kind of walking around and seeing who looks like they need some company-- he misses being out and mingling with his citizens!
When: NOW
Where: on the ship!!
Warnings: France is a warning
[It's quickly approaching the season for lights and festivities and cold hands held in warm hands down winter streets, and while the illusion isn't quite as nice here on the S. S. Thor, France feels like he wants to make an effort. Being the nation of romance (or maybe just having a proclivity towards doing something sentimental, always trying to find something to spark his interest and his heart), seeing what mortals do during the holidays has always been something to look forward to.
Meandering through the halls of the Thor, he spots someone-- maybe they're walking alone, sitting alone, shopping alone, eating alone.
Whatever they're doing, they're doing it alone, and things are always better done in pairs, right?
So, he's going to go on over and look over your shoulder, tap you on the back, whatever. Respond? React? Push away? Call the cops? WHAT DO?]