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Post by Lithuania on Aug 11, 2012 5:22:32 GMT -5
Lithuania looked round at the other groups forming, they all seemed to be discussing who should be leader and liason.
"So...uh...does anyone particularly want to be leader? Someone with experience I guess?" Well, the leader was important, they had to be able to make important decisions that would affect their team mates in life or death situations.
Especially on missions like these.
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Post by Malaysia on Aug 11, 2012 8:18:13 GMT -5
Malaysia stared puzzledly at the Nordic. Why in the world would they need a team name? Well, it will be fun to give a name. "I guess I will be the liasion agent." Malaysia said, defeated. She was'nt that good with making reports, but its worth a try for once.
"So whats the team name?" Malaysia said as she check her pouch that miraculously keeps everything. She had some rolls of bandages inside and some food pills, so she ready.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Aug 11, 2012 10:03:04 GMT -5
Korea, rather pleased that he wasn't stuck with writing a report, clapped his hands together. The idea of a team name sounded fun to him.
"It has to be a really cool name, mhm!" The Asian nation crossed his arms over his chest and put a thoughtful look on his face. It would probably be a better idea to let Mr. Team Leader decide what to call the team, but where was the fun in that?
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Post by Scotland on Aug 11, 2012 15:46:23 GMT -5
[If we are playing back up, does that mean we are going out at the same time or we are waiting at base to be sent out upon need?
I'll say Scotty is too used to not attending big meetings and let England do it like usual. He's got better things to do, like smoking. orz]
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Post by Russia on Aug 11, 2012 21:07:20 GMT -5
[Russia is away this week, Scotland, so I think we're switching and you need to be here ^^;]
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 11, 2012 21:11:33 GMT -5
(GAH IM SORRY I HAVENT REPLIED FOR THIS THING!!!)
Norway was quiet the entire conversation. He didnt know what to say but he was lisening intently to the entire conversation. He turned to Lithuania who seemed to be asking him something about who was going to be the leader in there group, the other male seemed to want someone with experience he sighed and said, "I will do it if that is ok with you two, I somewhat know what to do with this sort of thing so im fine being the leader."
The nordic didnt really mind. "So are we going to have a team name?"
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Post by Scotland on Aug 14, 2012 11:59:47 GMT -5
Scotland had been loitering just outside the meeting room, overhearing the briefing inside. He wasn't used to attending country meetings. He hadn't for a couple centuries now. Not when he discovered he could let England to deal with all the petty arguments other countries had. England would debrief him and the others once he got home. They could have their own petty arguments at home.
He of course heard his assignment and America's loud voice declaring himself team leader. He was fine with that. He'd only listen as far as he wanted to anyway.
Finally he tucked his hands into his pockets and showed himself in the doorway. "Aye, there ye are, lad. We got plannin' ta do."
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Post by America on Aug 14, 2012 15:38:07 GMT -5
America glanced over as Scotland walked in, a bit surprised to see him. Surprised, but certainly not disappointed. "Hey!" he exclaimed, bounding over to the red-haired nation and grinning widely, trying to show himself off as a friendly, confident leader. Which he totally was. No one would question it, he assumed. "Yep. Lots of planning. I guess you heard England say that we're leaving tomorrow at a certain time and we need to be careful and all that stuff." He supposed Scotland had already caught wind of all of the important information. Otherwise the elder nation wouldn't be demanding to start planning.
"Also, if, uh, we wanna name our team or something...I think it should be called 'Team USA'!" An epic name worthy of an epic team, he believed. Not that the others would agree, but he could try to convince them. It was just a name, after all, so none of them should go into a hissy fit over it.
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Post by Denmark on Aug 14, 2012 16:09:42 GMT -5
"Yes! It has to be a name suitable of the mighty Kingdom of Denmark!" Denmark grinned broadly at South Korea and clapped him on the back. This guy had the right idea.
...But he, himself, was completely out of them. "Team Denmark!? Team Prussia-is-not-awesome-Denmark-is?"
Yeah. Ok. He wasn't feeling particularly creativ---no! What was he talking about. Those were epic names! Anyone would want to be in a team called that! Seriously, he was the best, why would someone not want to be in a team that had his name in?
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Post by Lithuania on Aug 14, 2012 16:16:16 GMT -5
"Right." Lithuania nodded at Norway, he had been a good leader last time. "We also need a liason agent...who wants to do that?"
He didn't want to offer himself up for any position of responsibility in case he did something wrong. Also being a liason agent might mean interacting with Russia, and Lithuania didn't think he could cope with that. Yet.
He looked round. All the others seemed to be getting on well, and they all looked fairly high spirited...but then, not all of them had been on a mission last time...some of them hadn't experienced the terror of having the moaning undead surrounding you, and having no way to escape.
Obviously they had made it out, but every call was close.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Aug 14, 2012 16:19:01 GMT -5
Korea grinned broadly as Denmark said that he had the right idea. Of course he had the right idea, he always did! Listening to the Danish nation list of possible names, Korea shoot his head, still smiling.
"No, no, no. Maybe something to do with Korea! Or a mix 'cause we're a team, yep!" He supposed that was the best idea, even if he would rather have the title all to himself. (Though, so would Denmark).
"Like...DenKoMal...Or something," Korea laughed ruefully and scratched the back of his head.
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Post by Denmark on Aug 14, 2012 16:42:43 GMT -5
"..." Denmark thought about the name. It DID have him first afterall...
"Actually, I think that's a great idea. TEAM DENKOMAL!!" Denmark cried pushing his fist into the air, ignoring any strange looks he was certain were going to come his way. He suddenly remembered, in a rare moment of awareness of other people, Malaysia.
"...Uh...That's cool right? you're fine with that? Awesome." Ok. So he didn't wait for an answer, but it was a start.
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Post by [x] South Korea on Aug 14, 2012 18:26:27 GMT -5
Korea shrugged. "It's cool, da~ze!" He nodded emphatically, his hair swishing around. Turning, the Asian nation tried to locate the third of their group, who had fallen into silence durning Denmark and his discussion over an awesome team name. "Whadaya think, Malaysia?" He tilted his head to the side.
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Post by Argentina on Aug 14, 2012 19:50:51 GMT -5
Norway had beaten Argentina to it. A look of realization swept over her, and Tina gave a grunt, fiddling with her loosened tie and tightening it around her neck. "Okay... we have a leader." She looked back at Lithuania at the mention of a liaison agent. Argentina's hand shot up. "I call liaison agent!" She blurted out quickly before Lithuania could take that position as well.
Argentina's gaze shifted back and forth between Norway and Lithuania as her arm dropped back down again. "Alright, no complaints. Now that's settled. Team name! Any suggestions?"
Perhaps she was rushing things, going rather quickly. Tina didn't find any of these team decisions to be all that important. She just wanted to put everything out on the table for Norway, Lithuania, and herself so they could get things over and done with.
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Post by Scotland on Aug 15, 2012 7:31:24 GMT -5
"Aye, Team USA," Scotland said with a completely indifferent tone. He couldn't care less what they were called. Though, with that name, there wouldn't be even a hint of doubt as to which team they were. With America bouncing like that, Scotland just wanted a plant a hand on the blonde head and press down until the bouncing stopped. He'd done it before when the kid was much younger, and shorter. It had been much like dribbling in basketball, only with a baby instead of a ball.
Instead he waved the young nation after him with his fingers as he turned to walk away from the meeting room. "If they be that big, we need ta cut them doon /down/ ta size. Do ye got a blade?"
If something was bigger than you, you brought it down to your level before bestowing a proper ass-kicking.
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