Character: Norway
Fandom: Hetalia
Player Name: London...
[This was the worst kind of situation that he could possibly be in. Soaking wet from head to toe in a foreign place.
That was really saying something coming from this particularly lithe blond that was sitting on the edge of the fountain- trying miserably to drain his clothes of water. He
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Hey!
[ just...wringing out his coat here... ]
So, uh... I take it you're in the same pickle as me?
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Pickle? That is a ridiculous phrase.
[....He sighs.]
But I suppose so. This place doesn't feel even remotely familiar.
[He looks a little more closely at this stranger. He isn't a nation. No, he can feel that. So what does that make him? One of their people?]
That will wrinkle your jacket if you keep wringing it out like that.
[Not that he had just been doing that to his shirt, of course.]
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[ doesn't seem too remotely bothered but rather amused or confused as he continues wringing his jacket. ]
Ah, don't worry about it, I'm sure there's a place around here to get it properly dried, y'know? [ he stops wringing it and puts a hand to his forehead to shield his eyes as he glances at the city buildings, continuing to talk... ] It'll be okay.
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[Glaring harder now. Burn alive.]
Perhaps...[Finally, he looks away to instead look around at the city buildings as well. That's when he notices a little bobbing fairy over the other guy's shoulder.]
Look! [He's almost excited, even going as far as to stand up and lean over, reaching past his shoulder and towards the fairy. But he can't seem to touch it.]
You have a fairy behind you. [He says it matter-of-factly. Like it's the most normal thing ever. He stands back upright and crosses his arms over his chest. No need to keep acting foolishly. Not that he had been, of course.]
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[ whoooah what, hold the phone, fairies?
turning around and right there, plain as day, a little bobbing light. ]
Hey, you're right! Heh, it's kinda cute.
[ he reaches out to poke it, and it moves away. hmmmmmm... ]
Gee, I didn't know there were fairies in my new world too. [ a laugh ] Well, whaddyaknow...
[ he rests his hands on his hips with a smile, and takes a step forward, continuing to scrutinize the city. ]
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[He sneers and watches the man closely.]
Who are you?
[He's usually very aware of nearly everything. To not be for once..It's discomforting. What he really wants to ask is where are they but he already knows that this guy couldn't possibly know.
It makes his stomach curl a bit sickly. Is he away from his people? Will they know? And what of the other Nordics...? No, no. Remain calm. Stiff upper lip.]
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he turns around to acknowledge this dude again. he sounds pretty amused the entire time he talks. ]
Me? I'm just a guy who ended up in this exciting new place with ya. Heck, this is probably even my fault -- I just don't remember doing it. But what do I know! [ throws hands up in the air! ]
Oh, but you can call me The Rail Tracer if you like. Nice to meet you.
[ offers a hand. shake it, punk. ]
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[Is that a real name? Granted, Norway was aware that his own real name wasn't that believable but that was the point of the fake name.
Rail Tracer?]
I see.
[Nope. Just going to stare at your hand like it's contaminated.]
How would you have done that? That's...[What was America always going on about? Right.]...Teleportation, or something, isn't it?
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Could've been that. [ he twirls his index finger around ] Or I could've just changed my reality.
Whatever it is, I'll fix it later. This could be interesting, don'tcha think?
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Changed your reality?
[His eyes widen. Could it be that he is talking of magic?]
What magic do you know of? [So suspicious, so incredibly....! Interesting?]
Interesting or incredibly inconvenient. I have responsibilities that I can't just neglect.
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