dutchiisms

An Independent Roleplaying Account for Netherlands.

Not only was she a good girl, but she'd been by his side through a lot ever since he'd received her near Christmas Eve a long time ago.

So, he set Miffy down for a brief moment and paused for some water, watching Miffy hop around curiously. It had been a while since he'd actually taken her outside, so he let her roam a bit longer from simply feeling bad about that and took another drink.

At the sudden sound in a bush a few meters away, however, his gaze flickered towards that near immediately and stilled... only to watch a badger appear--liking looking for food.

Immediately relaxing, Willem turned his gaze back to where he'd last spotted Miffy only to find ... nothing!

Whack!

The smirk in Sadik's voice was very evident as the birdie sailed back over the net to where the tall Dutchman was waiting.

This had to be the longest tennis match of Willem's life. He was sure of it because they'd gained a little audience at the public sporting area they'd decided to play at due to how long they'd been playing.

Sadik, apparently, had no intention to play by halves even though he'd initially asked for a friendly tennis match, but the Dutchman had met him step for step when he realized that the match would be a little more serious than friendly.

The friendly tennis game had become an unexpected workout that had sailed over an hour some time ago, but Willem wasn't ready to quit--not yet. He just had to wipe the smirk off Sadik's face even though he was performing pretty well.

Of course, he had to be tiring, too, and as soon as the tennis ball was back on his side of the court, the Dutchman slammed it back over the net much to the surprise of Sadik who fumbled--hilariously--and missed.

"Having trouble there, Adnan? Looks like I won."

My mind keeps turning the Legend of the Flying Dutchman around and around., so perhaps something with that. Undead Wim doomed to sail the seas, damned for all eternity because of one hard decision?

While Willem noted the change in expression--she might be up to something later, huh?--he didn't bring any attention to it as he listened to what she had to say. No official business--if so, Willem would've wanted it handled right away--but pleasure, this time. So, she was playing tourist today then like much of them did when visiting other countries. Despite it all, there were good sights, sounds, and smells to be found no matter where you want--good eats, too--if you kept out an eye for it.

Straightening up a little taller--not that he needed to--as she wrapped up her plans, Willem glanced over at the corner in question before his gaze returned to Resi's face.

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❝ care to join me? ❞

To say that Willem was a bit annoyed was about the jist of it. When people decided that they wanted to come to visit another's country, it was best to call ahead to give the representative in question a head's up so that they could prepare to greet them. It wasn't the law, but it was an unwritten rule between representatives that was usually followed.

The Turk, however, didn't always follow that rule much to the Dutchman's displeasure. Relations weren't bad, so he just wanted to make sure that he actually had the time squared away just in case they were hanging out for a few days or whatever.

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❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

Hm? Willem stared for a moment, a rather brief flash of surprise flickering in his eyes as he looked at the Canadian. Had he ... never told him this before? Damn. What a thing to be caught off guard about.

"I've had more than enough time on my hands to decide to take a little trip somewhere, and Iceland just so happened to be it," Willem replied, gaze settling fully on the shorter male. "What tipped the scale more was that there's a good bit being promoted that can be done in Iceland during the summer."

Offering a little smirk--it was a bit amusing, the Dutchman had to admit--he then gave a little shrug. "Couldn't pass up the chance, so I'm here for a while at least, and my first thought was to stop by here."

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"you can ask me anything you want. i promise I'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about."

Seeing as the Portuguese man had opened that door for him, Willem only wondered for a moment if he was fully prepared for the question before getting to what he decided to ask.

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❝ actually we've met before. ❞

Willem didn't doubt it from the way she'd said that. He recognized minor representatives like cities and states just as well as his fellow national representatives immediately, and this one was ... Bavaria, but the details of when they actually met weren't coming to the forefront of the Dutchman's mind, so he decided not to dwell on it for too long.