Yep! ...And I wouldn't have thought that I'd have to say this, but considering that someone did it a few days ago, please don't go through my things, there are explosives in there. [Technically, everything should be safely stored, but if someone rips things apart who knows...

The words are said as an aside though, and Kiwi moves on as soon as it is out of the way.] So you're new then?

I got here form the middle of a battlefield. Not something that I would carry around with me usually. I would have preferred to bring my pets with me by far. [The nation is almost waiting for a remark on looking way too young to be a soldier, because that usually comes before people realize or are told that they are dealing with a nation...

So let's just get that out of the way, considering that they are doing introductions anyway.]

I'm New Zealand, but you can call me Kiwi... and you know, I just got to wonder if they pair roommates by the form of their wand. [The brunet walks over to the wall and picks up a staff that looks like a cross between a candy cane and a shepherding staff.]

[There is a faint confusion in the green eyes.] Not like, but... I don't know where I've come from. I'm not sure if the others know, but I just know that I started to be around at one point.

...do you know that the Asians imagine a bunny in the moon? [Just adding to this, a bit thoughtfully.] It would have been nice to be told what is going on early on, though. Instead of kind of having to figure it out for yourself.

Well, all countries are like me. In way of... being someone, that is. Not in way of being my age or looking like me or things like that.

[Mirroring the action, the brunet will sit down as well.] The Easter Bunny? No, I only know Santa Claus, so to speak. [Not well, but they have met - and the name is different, but same same.] You'd probably have to ask Australia, he has the bunny issues.

Maybe they are all more active on the northern half of the planet? Though I've never heard of them either, but that might not mean much... if we are even from the same world.

[Kiwi looks at the other thoughtfully.] There are people from a lot of different worlds here, so that might not be the case. Maybe you could describe the person that works on Christmas? Then we can see if they match up.

...Well, mine is kind of Russian too, but I think he'd take offence if you called him that above everything else. [Trying to compare all the other things.] And I don't know about tatoos, but he definitely isn't tall and doesn't have a beard. Your description sounds more like Russia or Sweden, though they don't have beards, either...

[Thinking hard on this.] Your one sounds more like people would imagine him, though.

[A bit disappointedly:] we really seem to be from different worlds.

If you are like us at all... You know, there is a nation who looks somewhat like you. More than one, but one more than others. [Not commenting on character or alignment just because that seems a bit unfair coming from someone who knows most European nations mostly through the stories of another European nation, and that means that a lot of perspective probably found its way into the descriptions and judgements...]

Though he isn't one of the nations that have a greater affinity with the cold from what I've heard. [The nation has to think of one of the stories that Russia entertained the dominion with once when England along with a few of his territories had a meeting with the other empire and the child got lost in the large foreign building, only to be found by the tall man who took care of the brunet - until England found them and all hell broke loose] He once went on a frozen lake with his army, the ice cracked under their feet and most of them drowned. So I guess that's not really his element.

[The brunet's eyes stay on the expression for a moment, noticing how the smile doesn't reach the other's eyes, but respects the decision to move on. Sometimes that is how you do it best.]

He's pretty unreliable and obnoxious, but also loud and approachable and very... open? [Trying to piece together a description.] I mean, he easily approaches other people when they don't expect anything from him politically. Not someone that I would want to fight next to, but someone who'd probably make a good mate for a game or a trip to the bar.

[Well... Now the question would be what time that Jack is from and if things happen in the same way in his world.] Has there been a thing called World War in your world? Or maybe it is there right now?

[The shocked silence should be rather telling. It takes a bit until the words come out, but when, they sound almost pressed.]

There will be more than one? [This one is bad enough, causing deaths upon deaths - sure, not being used to wars of a larger scale makes it even harder to take for New Zealand than it does for England and the others, but that is not the point. The point is that this one is seriously bad enough, and if there are more... how many?]