A Roleplay with Mittens365

Reunions

M: "Welcome to earth," Zalia said bluntly, "trust me, this is just the tip of the iceberg, the 2020s were definitely some of the worst."

"Hey, is someone there," a voice called from the back of the library, "Zal, Jo, who have you brought this time?"

"Family members, come say hi, MC," Johann called to them, "bring Adira too."

After a minute or so, another countryhuman came into view holding a little girl in his arms.  They both looked on with interest, and the child spoke up first, "Papi, they are from museum, they just like in big painting in dinner room too."

"They are, aren't they, my little honeydew," the older country agreed, then tipped his hat to the newcomers, "howdy there, fellas, it's nice to see y'all back in the land of the living.  You don't know me, but Ame has talked a lot about ya, the name's Marine Corps, though y'all can just call me MC."

N: "It's nice to meet you MC," Johann waved, "and I'm guessing that you're America's militant entity."

"I can't believe that prick is actually a fully fledged country," Wolfgang grumbled, staring at a map, "can't keep his mouth shut. He also has the country basically the size of Europe, clearly he takes after his father."

Just before anyone could say anything, Helena and Nikolaus stumbled across the adults, a book in hand recommended by the librarian, and they eagerly waved at Adira.

M: Adira inhaled sharply and smiled, like she hadn't ever seen kids around her age before, she wriggled out of her father's arms and ran up to the children to meet them.  She certainly didn't act like a normal child, for one thing, she walked around on all fours, and instead of waving or saying hello, she was sniffing the newcomers and rubbing against them like a cat.

"Easy there, my tigress, give them some air," MC chuckled, kneeling down to beckon his daughter back, "we taught you how you greet people, why don't you try again."

The hyperactive child agreed and went back, more calmly this time and sat down at a distance, where she waved before saying, "Hi, my name is Adira, it nice to meet you."

N: "Hallo, my name is Nikolaus," the Saxon smiled.

"My name is Helena," the young girl continued, then pointed at Johann, "Papa Jo is my papa."

Johann beamed at the mention before Wolfgang sighed, "everyone probably knows that. There's probably a history book somewhere too with our entire lineage."

Ignoring what his father said, Niko spoke to Adira. "Do you want to be our friend," he asked.

M: Adira squeaked with joy and bounced around the children, repeatedly declaring yes, earning a truly happy smile from her caretakers.

"I guess that finishing school is out of the question now, huh," MC guessed, "alright then, why don't you three go play outside, we have a large backyard and a tree you can climb, just be careful of Mandoria, he doesn't like it when you get too close to his nest."

"Mandoria is Poldara's eagle," Johann whispered to the others, "he always admired Grandfather more than any of us."

Once the children were gone it was safe to talk about the deeper stuff, "so, I guess Saxon was a friend of yours, huh, sorry for your loss," Zalia said, "Prudoria speaks fondly of him, apparently he taught him almost everything he knows about fighting, and that's saying something since he's one of the best fighter in my clan."

N: "Well, apart from the whole 'betraying his people' thing, we had a good relationship with him," Wolfgang spoke, "he would look out for us Saxons since we were his people, and when I stayed in Britain, my son Niko would see him often and was like family to him."