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[threelionarms]

[Well, everyone, have a nervous 1st Class Legionnaire walking around, pretending he has any purpose being here. Estonia's fairly convinced this is the Great War, though he's not quite sure how he got to the French Foreign Legion, it's keeping him safe and that's good right now, meaning he's going to act his part so he doesn't die. But he's nervous

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[reckless_eagle]

[Poland is a cavalry officer, and is riding around the camp with a saber at his side--not really something new, all things considered. He looks pretty at ease with the situation, since joining up with foreign armies and kicking ass there has sort of been part of his basic plan of action for a century at this point in history, anyway (though of course, 1410!Poland doesn't know that). And there are horses! So he can just sort of do his thing.]

[Feel free to run into him as he makes his rounds; he'll just be riding about, looking for escape attempts by POWs or recruits... and chattering to his horse in Polish about how heinously awful it is what the sun out here does to his skin, and how grody his hair feels, and...]

[voiceofriga]

[Well here's your brother who is in the POW tents. Sob. He doesn't exactly notice Estonia because he's to busy looking for scorpions and snakes in the sand thanks to an earlier incident.

His face is red both from the heat and the crying of scorpions out to get him. But he's calmed down considerably since that moment, laying idly on his side like a sack of potatoes. At least he can do something with his hands and play with the sand despite being bound like all the other prisoners.

Do you think he can dig a hole and hide in there forevers?]