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[islandnation]

[The nights were getting somewhat shorter, yes, but they were still long. And dark. And after more than a few months of this, he was just feeling depressed. But you'll find him in a wool Icelandic sweater in the corner with a mug of hot chocolate, trying to convince you he's perfectly fine, mmyep. Not even preparations for Eurovision were pulling

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[nordoantroll]

[Oh hey, bro. Except not, you're not half troll like his little brother. But you do look like him. So troll!Norway will squat down next to him and fuss at his hair.]

Chin up.

[islandnation]

[How positively strange. Was he hallucinating?]

Um, hello. [It really did look like his brother. But. The ears.]

[nordoantroll]

[He tilts his head. He hasn't met any of his doubles, or his brother's doubles (until now) so he really doesn't see the issue.]

You look upset.

[Fuss fuss fuss at his hair.]

[islandnation]

Ghhrmph! [He tries to wave away the hair-fussing.]

I-I'm not upset.

[nordoantroll]

Down, at least.

[He is used to that, and just pats his head before resting his arms on his knees.]

[islandnation]

...You're looking a bit troll-ish yourself.

[nordoantroll]

[He might have smirked at that. Did you catch it?]

Makes sense.

[islandnation]

[He did.]

...So if you're a troll, then where is Noregur?

[He shoots. He sort of misses.]

[nordoantroll]

Noregur is just the nation that humans say I live in, to me.

I'm told we share a face, though.

[islandnation]

So you are one of his trolls.

You do. It's a bit creepy.

[Since it is a troll and not his brother... he pokes one of those ears. Bahaha.

And it's tangible after all. So he's not crazy.]

[nordoantroll]

[His ear visibly twitches and he pulls back a little.]

I am no one's troll.

[islandnation]

[He stops poking it.]

Eh. What do I know. [He notices the Norway-looking troll has a tail. He stares at it for a couple minutes. Just... strange to see the two things so juxtaposed.]

[nordoantroll]

You're odd to me too.

[He prods at his nose.]

Too human.

[islandnation]

[He pouts a bit--without intending to-- when his nose is prodded.]

Of course.

[nordoantroll]

But you are slightly human in my world.

[His tail flicks behind him.]

[He's missed talking to his baby brother... so he might seem a little excited about this.]

[islandnation]

Am I? Aren't you?

[Oh, another world it was. How strange. Thinking about another Iceland, another him, was strange too. He probably didn't look so great as a troll; big hairy features would... look really out of place, to say the least.