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23:30:00
Silent dormitory rooms are lined with bodies--not dead, just sleeping. Throughout the tower it is pitch black and silent. At the base of the tower, countless shining eyes, watching.

23:45:00The tower hums to life. Lights blink on in one by one; only the dormitory rooms remain dark. A small army of blank-faced humanoids appear and spend

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FLOOR THREE

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[breastonia]

Although not comfortable in this building in the least, Estonia had failed to find anyone familiar and thus moved on to exploring on her own. This turned out to be both good and bad. Good: she found the library, which was surely going to explain some things to her. She refused to believe her home had been destroyed and that was simply the end of it. Bad: she found the library and wouldn't be going anywhere else for a very long while.

If anyone else happens to be around, she'll be that petite young woman with her hair pulled back and a look on her face like she's trying to read everything in here today.

[modersvea]

And at one point, a shadow will fall on her and shortly after she will be pulled into a very firm hug.

[breastonia]

Estonia glances up at the woman hugging her for only a moment before she drops the book she was reading onto the table she was leaning over and turns in Sweden's arms, hugging her back.

"Rootsi, there you are."

[modersvea]

"I was look'ng fer you."

She'll just hold Estonia for a while, at least one of her two biggest worries soothened. Finland and Estonia are not the only two people that she worries about, but everyone else can either take care of themselves, or has other primary caretakers/souvereigns. And then there is of course the very personal aspect.

[breastonia]

She allows the hug to continue slightly longer than she deems absolutely necessary before patting Sweden's head affectionately and trying to pull away.

"I believe that's enough hugging, now."

[modersvea]

It takes her a moment to notice the other female's attempt, and then she lets go of her instantly, worried that she overdid it and inconvenienced her.

"S'rry."

[breastonia]

"It's all right." After a moment to think about it, Estonia raises herself up on tiptoes to kiss Sweden's forehead. "You haven't seen Tino or my sister, have you?"

As much as she's trying to keep calm and not worry, the notable absence of certain people in this place is disheartening and just a tiny bit frightening. Sweden is on the very short list of people Estonia will let herself be worried in front of.

[modersvea]

"I met L'thuania." A slight shake of her head indicates that, no, other than that she has no new information for Estonia. Lithuania didn't know about anyone else, either...

Well, she also met two other people that were... just wrong. After meeting Denmark and Norway she was seriously worried that she would find a female Finland and male Estonia... Though finding them at all would, of course, have been a good thing.

[breastonia]

She frowns a little bit more, as much in distress as in thought. Lithuania, but no one else of note. That was a problem. Coupled with that lingering, illogical fear that the note she'd read earlier was right and their home was destroyed... Estonia is glad Sweden's with her, if nothing else.

"Did he have anything worth listening to to say?"

[modersvea]

She shakes her head, and then halts and thinks back to the brunet's words. "Did you get a note?"

[breastonia]

"Yes. It was a lie." Estonia's voice doesn't falter as she says that, because she believes herself to be absolutely correct. There's no way her people are gone. She wouldn't be alive for the pain of it.

[modersvea]

"...I can't feel anyone an'more."

[breastonia]

"It hurts when they die in large numbers and it doesn't hurt, though. Just because we can't feel them doesn't mean they're not there."

[modersvea]

"Th' aren't near." So much is sure, at least. She'd like to ask one of the nations that have been far, really far away from home if the connection thinned. England maybe. Though it would be a weird and awkward, and even potentially dangerous question. What if it sounds like weakness, what if it makes them more mortal than normally?

[breastonia]

"That doesn't mean they're gone." She refuses to believe otherwise. At least, that's the front she'll give anyone who disusses it with her, Sweden included. It's as much to reassure the other woman as it is to convince herself that it's not possible.

"It just means we need to start working to get close to them again."