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by Cakiepie » 11-11-2012 20:36
From: Монгол-улс@Orchlon.mn
How is your health, Polska?
There is something really phenomenal that will occur this fall, it's so exciting, I'm bouncing in my seat while I write this! But it's a secret, a secret! Though I don't know if I can contain it, letters always makes me want to write more, even if it's an e-mail. I won't tell, though, my lips are sealed—I'll surprise you instead! I'm so excited, can you feel the excitement through this emotionless letter? It's very hard to express oneself through letters, right? We need voices, faces, those are what make communication more pleasurable, right? We'll, someday we will speak to each other in person again, someday very soon... Ah, I can't contain it, I must, I'll burst! Starting this fall, I will officially be a student at World Academy! Yes, the school in USA; put a pillow down before you fall~.
Tseluyu, Polska~.
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Mongol didn't reread the email when she finished, with a tight squeeze of her eyes, she pressed the button that would quickly send her email across the world to Poland's e-mailbox; Mongol wasn't nervous or shy, rather she was very excited, she wanted to fly to the United State's land right now and see Poland's mirrored excited face, but alas, school did not start until a week from now, so she had a week alone with her excitement. Well, not exactly, she had Taiwan, who hardly let her even come onto the computer since she wanted Mongol to prepare her luggage for her move to her new school.
Mongol had truly feared Taiwan wouldn't let her out of the house, let alone allow her to attend such a national school, Taiwan didn't exactly enjoy Mongol meeting a lot of new countries, even though Mongol was strictly independent from Taiwan (or rather China, Taiwan never owned her, and never will!), Taiwan still had an air about her that told she wanted to make Mongol apart of the Republic again. Maybe that was why Taiwan suggested Mongol go to the same school as her, not only to keep an eye on Mongol at all times, but also to make nice, and lure Mongol under a false sense of security until she pounced. Or maybe Taiwan just thought Mongol would join willingly if she liked Taiwan enough—that would never happen.
Either way, it was certainly a good thing in Mongol's opinion, not only was it beneficial to gather around so many other nations, especially Western ones, but it was also the same school Poland was attending, her closest friend she hadn't seen since she was very young. Mongol wondered what he looked like, now? Was his nation thriving? He didn't come across any economical crashes, did he? They wrote each other, but the letters were often sparse, so mainly only good news were sent, just at the relief to write each other again after so long; Mongol never thought it was polite to send her bad news on the first letter, but the first letter was always the only letter in months, so she never gotten around to bringing up any pressing topics.
Mongol knew she looked drastically different from her golden years, her clothing was still vibrant, her tradition going strong, but her hair was too short to put in the eagle wings style she usually had it in. Mongol was slightly self-conscious in that aspect, as it was one of the few things that helped Poland warm up to her. Her first meeting with him was something she'd always cherish, though it was a fleeting glance that quickly became avoidance on the first meeting; she was certain he'd hate her—just like many—because of the force occupation her father had in so many nations' home.
It was strange to think, her father was actually going after Hungary, but Poland stepped in to defend her, Mongol may have never even met him if it wasn't for that (well, of course she would have later, if her father's world invasion worked out...); it was a greedy move on her father's part to decide to take Poland too. Mongol was amazed at the support Poland had for his friend, and rather envious of the major risk Poland took to defend her; even now, that envy was intensified now that Poland was her friend, too. Poland was one of the many European nations on who's culture she enjoyed, Poland's beautiful music and art, patterns and fashion, she kept them even today, and not just in spite of China.
“Are you ready, aru?” Taiwan asked, popping into the room the moment Mongol zipped up her bag. Taiwan spoke in mandarin, because she refused to learn Mongolian for Mongol's sake, however, Mongol knew mandarin, but she continued to speak in her native tongue just to mess with the nation, as she very well knew Taiwan could understand her.
Mongol looked around the room, though it was hers, it really wasn't her room; the bed was very soft, the room cozy and warm, though the many J-pop posters and anime characters wasn't exactly something Mongol understood, it was actually a pretty nice room. However, Mongol would stay indifferent to it, as she wasn't the one who designed it, especially not with the red and gold that offset the Japanese theme and made it unbearably Chinese. Mongol was, and would always be, ungrateful for this room, not only to continue to piss off Taiwan, but also because it was never made to accommodate Mongol's taste in the first place.
“Yes.” Mongol said curtly, lifting up the, rather large, Tare Panda bag Taiwan gave her.
“You didn't pack too much, did you?” Taiwan asked, taking the bag from Mongol and digging through it; there was nothing but food in it. “Aiya~, you're only taking tsagaan idee with you? You didn't pack your Mikuuuheh-hm...” Taiwan coughed, “school supplies?!” Taiwan cried out, looking around the room to find the anime girl inspired work supplies.
Mongol grabbed the bag out of Taiwan's hand and strapped the backpack to her back, “I thought you said the Academy would have everything?” Mongol pouted, she was told that the school would have the supplies she'd need, from pencils to folders, and even food and her uniform, so she only packed her traditional food and a few traditional clothing, as she knew America wouldn't have them in his lands, and she didn't want to get home sick.
Taiwan looked crestfallen, “But... America is so un-kawaii~...”
The plane ride was very hectic, as it was packed with the other Asian nations; Mongol was relieved from Taiwan as she went to go harass Japan; South and North Korea were arguing with each other, and Mongol didn't feel like being in the middle; so she sat by Vietnam, but was shortly joined by China, it seemed like he was going around visiting everybody—the tycoon—but when Mongol glanced around, she could see Taiwan doing the same.
The situation was tense, even though Vietnam was in the middle, slightly keeping the peace with her brooding silence. “—Nansha Islands, you can also visit the Beibu Gulf and we can fish together, aru.” China said to Taiwan, and she gave a stoic nod of agreement. China smiled brightly with a laugh, “Vietnam is really beautiful in the summer time, it would be nice if we can get the boarders to have peace before then.”
Mongol's interest was caught when he spoke of Vietnam's summers, her home was always warm and beautiful, Mongol loved visiting Vietnam's house, because it was very warm and leafy, she also loved Vietnam's food, but the warmth was the best. “Vietnam's cooking is really good.” Mongol said, only slightly envious that Vietnam was even speaking to China.
“Cám ơn.” Vietnam said, turning her attention to Mongol.
“Shi, shi, I'm very proud.” China agreed, patting Vietnam on the back.
“C-cám ơn.” Vietnam thank him, a tint of pink was seen on her cheeks at the many complements she was receiving today.
“You grew up really fast, aru, ge ge is so proud.” China grinned, and pat her on the head in an endearing fashion.
Mongol observed from the corner of her eye, then placed her arm around Vietnam's shoulders in a half hug, “Vietnam's cooking is even better than Zhōngguó's.” Mongol said with plain earnest.
“Rude!” China flushed, and the rest of the trip was carried out in that way.
Taiwan and Mongol met back up when they reached World Academy. “When you get your class schedule, you'll have to take a right, then a left, then another right, and another, then up the stairs, to another right, then a left—then down the stairs—make another right, and on the left is the door to Asia class.” Taiwan explained.
Mongol's gazed across campus as she saw the many nations either gathering about with friends, or just hanging out until the bell rings. “I'm not in Asia class.” Mongol informed when Taiwan walked her up to the front desk.
Taiwan sputtered as she blinked at Mongol in confusion, “W-what, how? Then why'd you make me say all of that, aru!” Taiwan whined.
“Your Zhōngguó is showing~, Mínguó.” Mongol giggled, but waved her off as she received her schedule.
“Where were you placed?” Taiwan called, and caught up to looked over Mongol's shoulder and see.
Mongol moved the paper out of the way, even though Taiwan already saw it, “Europe Class.” Mongol told, and she stuck her tongue out when Taiwan gave her a bewildered look. “Sain suuzh baigaarai, Mínguó~!” Mongol waved and rushed off to follow the confusing map towards Europe class.
Taiwan may have signed Mongol up for Asia class, but Mongol had actually contacted Russia, and requested his help to getting her into Europe class; Mongol didn't know if the process was problematic or simple for him, but she'd make sure to thank him later when she found him. Finally reaching the right classroom (there were a lot of Europe classes to go along with the confusing direction), Mongol gave a sigh when she spotted a few recognizable faces; there were Germany, Italy, and Belarus, Hungary was there—to Mongol's chagrin—and there were other Western Europe countries that were in her grade level, but Mongol couldn't spot Poland, so she took a seat and waited for the class room to fill up.
Main Roleplay Character: Mongolia(OFC)
Minor Roleplay Character: Mongol Empire(OMC)
