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Jun 11, 2011 01:11

A: action upstairs at 1447 Mitchell Road

[Immediately upon waking, Canada's fully aware nothing's right, nothing's as it was. Which has her in panic mode, ready to fight anything that comes at her while she explores the room she woke up in. It's nice, in its own way, except the door is locked and the drop from the window is a bit more than she's in the mood for, so she has to figure a way out that's not the obvious.

Her brilliant plan is to bang hard on the door a few times, then wait off to the side with a sturdy belt held in her hands, should whoever open the door seem to be a threat and need to be, you know, strangled/attacked/whatever for information and getting Canada back to where she needs to be.

Yeah, have fun with that, family.]

B: action downstairs | open phone

[Some time after her adventures upstairs with the not family, she's managed to find herself a communications device and so, hey, Mayfield, have one terse young country talking to you all.]

I'm sure you're all very lovely people with very lovely reasons for being here and bringing me here, but I really need to get back to where I was. Belgium and France are counting on me, and... I can't let them down. So whatever is going on here, I would very much like answers. And a way out. As soon as possible. Thank you.
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