logs in on invitation, not wanting to.. worsen his relationship with the vastly larger country. He only accepts because America would/may be

there. "Russia-san, America-kun?"

"Nobody else is there yet, pity," replies Anya. "I've chosen a warrior profile, you?"

pauses to stare at Anya before remembering that opposite genders are appearing lately. "Ah, pity that... I am a healer."

"That's healing and offense taken care of," she says.

totally join the par-tay. Logs on while munching on Doritos and slurping coke. "Sorry 'm late, totally nodded off at the computer."

settles next to America. "Fortunately we did not start without you, America-kun." He glances to Anya curiously. "Where shall we start?"

ajdkflajfdl. "Well, sorry, 'kay? I had stuff to do, and I was tired. But yeah, where we startin', Anya?"

looks towards a town in the east. "There. Plenty of quests." She rubs her nose. "And it's quite warm, too."

"Let's go." He tilts his head at the other country, attempting to make some peace. "Russia-san, you enjoy the warmer weathers, don't you?"

shut her eyes for a moment. "Yes, I do." But there was more than warm weather at that town...