It was a universal law of the universe. No matter how pressing the circumstances, or how difficult the challenges facing them were, or even how important it was that they work together... world meetings never accomplished anything. There was no point to it, in the end. Even this time, where they were practically human and had no reason to antagonize, it fell apart. Russia bullied the weaker ones among them, America did his usual grandstanding, Japan remained utterly inscrutable... and that was all before that odd confusion that had twisted their languages.
In short... it had been a disaster. A complete, unmitigated disaster. Sadly, Ludwig was already used to the abject failures of the world meetings. No, the only thing that aggravated Ludwig was the fact that he hadn't been able to call the meeting back to order before the night had ended. In essence, a completely wasted night, save only for the fact that he now had an idea for who was there with him. America, England, Russia, and Japan... at least they had a strong group here, if only they could be united. A difficult challenge, but not insurmountable.
But it still left the German with a nagging question. Why had they been chosen and not the others? Why was this Institute not filled with the embodiments of every nation? It made no sense for why they alone were here, and he was relatively certain that they had no common denominator for when they had been taken. They were of different strengths, different points in their respective histories, certainly, so... why? Why were they here?
It was with these thoughts that Ludwig worried himself as he went through the cafeteria. Shredded potatoes, sausage, toast, and orange juice sounded good. He took some milk as well, in case he truly was human now and had to worry about calcium deficiency. Where to sit, though? He didn't want to be bothered by humans when he was trying to figure out this problem of nations... ah hah. He saw his brother's shock of white hair, and sat down opposite of him. Disapproving Stare was go. "You didn't attend the world meeting last night. Where were you?"
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In short... it had been a disaster. A complete, unmitigated disaster. Sadly, Ludwig was already used to the abject failures of the world meetings. No, the only thing that aggravated Ludwig was the fact that he hadn't been able to call the meeting back to order before the night had ended. In essence, a completely wasted night, save only for the fact that he now had an idea for who was there with him. America, England, Russia, and Japan... at least they had a strong group here, if only they could be united. A difficult challenge, but not insurmountable.
But it still left the German with a nagging question. Why had they been chosen and not the others? Why was this Institute not filled with the embodiments of every nation? It made no sense for why they alone were here, and he was relatively certain that they had no common denominator for when they had been taken. They were of different strengths, different points in their respective histories, certainly, so... why? Why were they here?
It was with these thoughts that Ludwig worried himself as he went through the cafeteria. Shredded potatoes, sausage, toast, and orange juice sounded good. He took some milk as well, in case he truly was human now and had to worry about calcium deficiency. Where to sit, though? He didn't want to be bothered by humans when he was trying to figure out this problem of nations... ah hah. He saw his brother's shock of white hair, and sat down opposite of him. Disapproving Stare was go. "You didn't attend the world meeting last night. Where were you?"