Alfred F. Jones ;; USA
It took Alfred only a handful of tries for each eye to put the contacts in. He never had seemed to get the hang of doing it quickly, he always had to try a few times before getting it in just right. When he had gotten both of them in, he blinked a few times, his flighty grin returning. The American walked back over to Luna and Francis, hearing the end of their exchanged words. "Yeah, sure, dude! I wouldn't mind." He answered the Frenchman, placing his hands on his hips while regarding all of his bags behind him with a curious look in his vibrant blue eyes. He decided not to say anything about it, for he recalled a bunch of other times when he, Canada, Britain, and himself had all gone places and Francis was always the one with pretty much anything and everything packed. Sewing kit? Yep! Wine? Definitely! Although how he got it on and off the plane was always a mystery to Alfred. The blonde suddenly grinned wider, letting out a laugh. "Dude, we are gonna have such a great time here! It's gonna be totally awesome!"
Mei Yao ;; Taiwan
"Great! It'll be really fun, da-yo!" Mei replied happily, looking down and unfolding her swimsuit. It was a two piece, not too showy. She wasn't into those sort of things, and even if she was, Yao would scold her and most likely not let her pack such things. It was a miracle by itself that he allowed the two piece in the first place, but she wasn't complaining. She waited until Jenny got back to her place from placing her toiletries in the bathroom, then got up from her spot on the floor and headed to the bathroom. "I'll just change here and maybe bring a coverup and towel for down there. I might lay in the sun if swimming gets too boring, it's pretty nice out!" She replied and added, shutting the door behind her and quickly changed into the swimsuit, slipping on a pretty red coverup over it afterwards. Mei then exited the bathroom and set her clothes on her bed. "Are you gonna change there?" She asked, noting that Jenny seemed to be packing a small bag to bring. While waiting for the other girl's reply, Mei grabbed her sunglasses and a thing of sunscreen from her bag as well.
Takumi Honda ;; Tokyo, Japan
Takumi smiled brightly as the two shook hands, returning his own to his side shortly afterwards. Usually he wouldn't be so formal with somebody, but his amorphous personality made him flexible to changes. He didn't really have a fixed way to act around others, but if they were formal, so was he. If they were laid back, he was as well. It always seemed to work out better this way, but sometimes he wished that he wouldn't let others rule over his personality - or lack of one, really. "Hai, the pleasure is all mine. Aiguo.. it has a nice ring to it." He complimented, keeping his formal-ness eminent. "I hope we can become friends during the duration of this vacation!" He added cheerfully, sitting on the bunk bed bar that he would have used to get himself back onto the top bunk. "Ah, hai. It was sort of.. well, odd. But who am I to complain?" The snowy-haired teen said with a short laugh. "I needed the break, honestly. What about you, Aiguo-sama?" Takumi addressed him politely, folding his hands in his lap, pale blue gaze trained on him as he waited for an answer. He had brought hair dye for later during the summer break, and planned to dye it back to its original black. He had bleached it thoroughly before, but only because of a prank that Im Yong Soo had played on him, putting bleach in his shampoo. His eye color was also false, as he was wearing heavily pigmented contacts. They were originally a deep, coffee color with black and amber flecks scattered around the irises. The Japanese teen rubbed the back of his neck, waiting for a reply from his new acquaintance. He was glad that Aiguo had seemingly opened up a little bit, as earlier he had seemed pretty reserved.
For wolfdoglover wrote:Monika Beilschmidt ;; nyo!Germany
Monika nodded and climbed onto the top bunk after Feli had climbed down, then took the sheets off and started to make it neatly. Nearly two minutes later, she stood up on her knees and looked over the bed - not a wrinkle to be seen. Satisfied with her work, she climbed back down and glanced over to the ginger Italian with a smile. "There, all done." She said, glancing to her bed on the bottom bunk. Monika wondered why she had dressed so formerly, shrugging her olive green military jacket off and walking over to her dresser and laying it across neatly.
//Sorry for late post. TT___TT"