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[welljustwatchme]

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

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[tomatatas]

You know Belgio and Francia? [A new voice, vaguely tinged with a French accents is the the only thing that gets Romana's attention. As feminine as it sounds, the chances of it being someone she actually knows... she doesn't know why she keeps hoping.]

[welljustwatchme]

[There's the tiniest of hesitations, because her brain automatically tells her that voice is familiar.]

Yes. France fairly well, at least. She's my mother.

[tomatatas]

... Canada? [Her surprise is evident in her voice. But it has to be Canada, right, she called France he mother, which meant France was a woman. Finally.]

[welljustwatchme]

Yes. Umm... Italia Romana?

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[tomatatas]

Si! Oh, you have no idea how ha- [Just give her a moment to crush all her joy down at having someone familiar and regain her composure]

[tomatatas]

[Okay, trying again] I mean. Si, it's Italia Romana. I take it you've just arrived then Canada?

[welljustwatchme]

I have, yes. How are you? [Considering the things that are going down in Italy in Canada's time...]

[tomatatas]

... Fine. I'm fine. [Aside from the fact that she's really really not. But no need to burden Canada with that]

Has anyone managed to explain anything for you?

[welljustwatchme]

I've heard some, yes. Hilda, the girl in the house here, told me about drones and things to watch out for.

[tomatatas]

Si... don't drink the milk, don't trust the phone lines if you want something to be absolutely private.

And... there are... male copies of nations we know as women... Spagna, Francia, Prussia, Australia... there's Veneziano, but he's so... young. And Ungheria's a woman. They take us from different... things, and different times.

[Her voice drops, sounding slightly sadder] You're the first one... the first one to come from our world.

[welljustwatchme]

[Canada's nodding along, before she realizes she can't be seen and goes word-hunting instead. What do you even say to something like this? Someone like Romana, at that?]

Thanks. Well... I'm here now. I don't know what time you're from or what your opinion on me is, but if you want us to stick together as... allies or friends, I can assure you we will.