Lucky Williams
Lucky walked down the street, trying to find the build where the wold meeting was. Her Pere told her the meeting was in Russia. She told him shell meet him there and now she regerts saying. Since she is now lost.
Plot: your character is of couse Russias son. Everyone is scared of you because of who your dad is. Your charaters is on his way to the world meeting when you find a canadian girl (me) whos around your age lost. And the rest just go from there
Eh, sure! Why not? I promise not to just Anson the thread this time. I swear!)
Nikolai sighed as he walked around the snowy ground. He was absolutely, positively lost, and in his father's land no less! He was in this predicament because he had accidentally lost sigh of his father for about a minute. He glanced down at his watch and sighed, seeing that he was already five minutes late for the meeting. What impression was that going to make with everyone else? "Privyet! I'm Russia's son, Nikolai! You don't need to be scared of me or my dad because were really friendly!" Yeah right. Like anyone would believe that. The only person who did talk to him was his aunt's son. What was his name? Oh yeah, Dimitri. His other aunt preffered to keep her distance from him and his father, even though she loved them! Nikolai took a deep breath and decided to try and see how close the UN building was.
Nikolai had given up on trying to navugate though the streets and found out that he was on the opposite side of town. "This is hopeless...." he muttered under his breath. He eventually got directions from a local store and started making his way there. That is until he collided into Lucky.
"It is fine. We all make mistakes, da?" Nikolai smiled. He looked at her and thought for a moment before asking, "Do I know you from somewhere? I think I may have seen you around before, but I cannot place a finger on it."
"Hmmm... Lucky Williams you say?" Nikolai asked. "Is your father Matthew Williams? Canada's representative?" He would say the actual country personification, but they were on a busy street, so that would obviously be a dumb thing to do. "Are you lost? I have directions on how to get to the UN building from here. I can take you if you wish."
Nikolai smiled and grabbed her hand, leading her down the streets of Moscow to the building. "We should hurry, da? We are fifteen minutes late after all." he said with a soft smile as he walked to the elevator.
"Пожалуйста," he replied. When the elevator got to the correct floor, he tried to sneak into the meeting room as quietly as possible, which was quite easy given the usual chaos. Unfortunately for Nikolai, his father didn't happen to be one of the people to not notice him enter.
"Nikolai? The meeting started fifteen minutes ago, da?" Russia asked.
"Da, da..." He muttered, taking a seat.
"So nice of you to join us." Though the cold country's words had no malice to them, his eyes told a different story. He was gonna have one of those long boring talks after this.
And from there, the usual chaos of world meetings took place. After sop many presentations, France, England and America were arguing, Italy was rambling on about pasta, Spain was trying to talk to Romano who was cursing at him, Prussia was exclaiming how awesome he was, and so on. Throughout the chaos, Nikolai just watched the other countries with interest. It is amusing how they biker so much over pointless things, yet sill find it hard to be friends with me... Oh well. It is fun to watch anyway, he though with a small smile on his face. Eventually Germany was done putting up with everyone and yelled that the meeting was over. Nations began to pool out of the room with relief that the meeting was now over.
Nikolai was currently groaning and had is face on the table,
"I fail to see how you got lost considering I let you out of my sight for one minute and the fact that this is your land." Russia stated flatly.
"Oi. I'm here, da?" he groaned. "It's not that I was trying to get lost! It just... happened."
"I'm sure it would just happen that you are about to-"
"Отец, is that тетя Natalya over there? I think she wants to talk to you." Nikolai interrupted.
Russia paled, "I was never here." He quickly left the room and Nikolai let out a small laugh.
"He falls for it every time. Poor тетя Natalya. I wonder why he's so scared of her..." He noticed Lucky when she walked over and gave a small wave. "Hello again. Is there anything you need?"
"Nikolai. Nikolai Braginsky," He replied happily. "Well, it was nice to talk to you, but I should probably go find Отец. Or tell тетя Belarus that father thinks she is after him again..." he sighed standing up.
"That would be nice," he agreed. "I will see you later then!" With that he walked off to find his relatives and hopefully stop something rather unplesant to come.