[color=ed1c24][center][i][h1]Britain's House[/h1][/i][/center][/color]

[@Nerevarine][@Dannyrulx][@Lady Selune][@OfWindAndRain]

Well. Looks like the storm isn't approaching, rather it's already arrived, both literally and figuratively. War was certain prospect, especially if Russia was announcing it.

And yet, despite the grim news, Japan offered her a smile. One should [i]always[/i] be polite. A hand extended in offering or balled up in a fist, after all, remained a hand. She stood up from the couch she'd been making herself comfortable in, holding up a tea plate with a cup of Darjeeling on it. Her servant Korea moved to stand as well but a subtle gesture from her master - a movement of the elbow - stopped her from doing so. This [i]kaiken[/i] was for sovereigns, not territories.

[color=orange][i]"Rokoku,"[/i][/color] Japan greeted. If the so-called Third Rome insisted on calling everyone by Slavic nomenclature then she would address her in Japanese. [color=orange][i]"What dire tidings you bring. In fact, this whole day has been nothing but dire tidings. War this, war that. Serbia hinted about war, Germany came in here earlier and threatened war - and now you have come to confirm it. This is truly a regrettable situation."[/i][/color] She furrowed her brows in a vague expression, and shook her head lightly as if in admonishment. [color=orange][i]"Is peace no longer an option? So many of us great powers are at each other's throats these days. Perhaps if we would just get together and solve these various issues through mutual understanding without resorting to violence..."[/i][/color]

And what did Japan hope to gain with such nebulous words? Little. Some information would be nice, but Britain had already filled her in on the Balkan situation before Russia arrived. Really, Japan just wanted annoy her greatest rival. Ah, the Russo-Japanese War - so many good memories.