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One Leaf [Action // Anywhere you want him!]

[ Matthew hadn't been back long. He was still dressed in his SeeD uniform from the mission and was pacing somewhat nervously down the halls.

He had a note in his hand, the one from the headmaster about the disappearing offworlders. That never boded well. There was little to be done about Time Compression but he would at least keep his eyes open for anything suspicious.

And hopefully he could give a hand to any new cadets without them flipping out over these apparent disappearings. Nothing like a school full of panic.

At least he had some time to get his lesson plans together for the new term. He'd been super late getting back. (He fell asleep on the way back and somehow wound up across the continent oops.) and so he had to take these small silver linings where he could. ]

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[Egypt's doing some major mental flailing as he looks over the other nation from head to toe.]

I — sorry...

[Waves his hands] It's okay. Sorry uh, that was reflex.

I heard from Greece that you were here.

[U-um. The reflex is okay; Egypt's just a little humiliated right now. He'd be mad, too, if people kept mixing him up with one of his neighbors. ~~It's not his fault you two look the same.~~]

It's... good t'see you. [Off-Earth Time Compression considered and whatnot. Egypt offers his right hand for a shake, part in greeting and part in apology.

Seriously. Never gonna happen again.]

[And he takes his hand, smiling politely.]

You, too.

Ah, were you going into the training center?

[A friendly shake to compensate for the lack of a smile. At the question he lets go, humming an unsure note.]

Maybe. [He rolls his shoulder a bit, adjusting the position of the service rifle weighing it down, and casts a side glance towards the training center.]

[Gives it something of a fond, exasperated look. Oh the times he'd been chased by dinosaurs.]

[Also he notes the rifle. He certainly looked ready to go in.]

It's good for practice. It's not usually recommended to go alone, though.

[Not said in an accusing or lecturing tone, simply a comment.]

[He nods, understanding. He knows the risks in training solo, but,]

...Kids don't belong there. [That's what Egypt still considers a fair chunk of the cadets and SeeDs here to be: kids. He won't ask them to go with him.

Plus, Greece was still napping last he'd checked...]

[Ah, he sees. He had to agree a bit too, though he didn't have quite the age some of the other countries did, he was still a great deal older than many of the other cadets and SeeDs.]

Not really.

[Not that he could do anything about who was let in there or not.]

[He side-glances at him, mentally debating whether or not he should offer to go with him.]

[The idea of asking Canada hasn't hit him quite yet because... well. Canada? Fighting? LMAO.]

Ever been there?

[Egypt's glancing at Canada's uniform again before meeting his gaze. SeeD. He's been here a long time, then, if he's already one. He's had to fight. How did Egypt not notice the other nation's presence sooner? ~~Stupid question. It's Canada.~~]

[BECAUSE I'VE BEEN AWAY OKAY gosh.]

Mm. Quite a few.

[Egypt may also notice the semi-automatic pistol strapped to his belt/leg.]

...Hm. [Oh. Right, the pistol. A quick glance at that, too, and Egypt finally considers it.] Wanna come along?

[Well, if Canada isn't going anywhere else at the moment.]

[Ah, he was hoping he wouldn't have to offer. Canada smiles and nods.]

Of course.

[He took a moment to pat his belt and make sure he had adequate ammunition before walking to join him.]

[He bows his head slightly in gratitude before walking, too. It's strange, and probably not a good thing that there are other nations stuck in this world along with Egypt, but... a small part of him is glad, having those he's at least a little familiar with closeby.]

When'd you get SeeD...? [He doesn't look like he's in any hurry to get to the training center. Canada wouldn't mind some chatter, would he? As much chatter as you could get out of Egypt, at least.]

[Not to worry, Canada would totally understand those kinds of feelings.]

Hm? Oh, ah, about a year ago, I think. How long have you been at Garden? [Small talk is totally cool.]

... [A year. That doesn't sit well with Egypt, but he tries not to look bothered, keeping his eyes straight ahead.] Two months.

[He'll go crazy if he winds up getting stuck here for a year.]

[Technically its been two years, since it took him a whole year to become a seed. Well. A year and then some. He had issues with a few classes. Luckily one of his classmates was ...encouraging.]

Two months... I think I was away most of that time.

What's ah, what's your specialization?

[~~Herp derp, mun fail.~~ Egypt shrugs his shoulder and lifts the rifle's strap in response. Firearms.]

Easiest, I guess... [The most familiar in recent years. Not as easy as the non-physical specializations, but to Egypt, those aren't as useful here. Not for him.]

[He nods, that definitely makes sense. Honestly speaking Matt would have been far more comfortable with a rifle of his own, but his major in Intelligence required something a little more subtle.]

[He was clumsy enough as it was, after all. He didn't need something giving him an extra hard time to carry around.]

Have you taken any Intel electives?

[Egypt saved the subtlety for his first WRT class; just a pistol in front of the ~~kids~~ other cadets. Beginner level stuff felt like review anyway.]

...? [A questioning glance. Um. He's still adjusting to the whole "being back in a school system" thing. Which classes would those be again?]

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S-Sob. Why you do dis to him

I never got to give the last Canada I played with a hard time 8)

/witholds any and all pancakes from 8|

...Wait. 8(

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