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[pitchforkglory]

A young girl wanders the labyrinthine maze that is HQ, looking halls up and down. She pauses to admire the decorations and nods to herself approvingly.

"Big city folks sure do things different, with all them shiny pictures and stuff. I bet they dress real different too. Gosh, I hope suspenders are still fashionable." Ukraine self-consciously adjusts

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[thesex_machine]

*just looks at the splendid blond-color her hair has*

[pitchforkglory]

*adjusts headband nervously*

...Um, kin I do anythin' for ya?

[thesex_machine]

Uhm, no, but your hair is really pretty.
*smiles*
What's your name?

[pitchforkglory]

I'm Ukraine. *blushes a little* Um, yer hair's real pretty too, It's the color of ripe wheat and honey. I haven't seen those things for a while...

Sorry for imposin' on you so soon after we've met, but d'you know if there is any food around here that you don't have to catch yourself?

[mynameiscanada]

Oh, hello! I don't think I've seen you around here before. Have you just arrived?

*glances over at the picture this mystery stranger is gazing at with such rapture!* Hmm... I wonder when that got there.

[pitchforkglory]

Hello there! Yup, I was just thinkin' there might've been some food in here, an' I wandered in somehow.

*notices he is looking at the poster* ...You like Stalin?

[mynameiscanada]

Really? Well, you needn't worry about being hungry while you're here! There's enough food for everyone, and then some.

As for liking Stalin, well... *Matthew bites his lower lip, thoughtful, but there is, undoubtedly, the trace of a frown hanging about.* He was interesting, but I can't say I liked him much at all, really.

[pitchforkglory]

Really? That's something else!

*sigh of relief* Gosh, I don't like him at all. Mean-spirited bastard really. Um, but don't tell my brother that. *worried that she said too much* But, uh, I guess Stalin was interestin', a lil' maybe.

[ivan_braginsky]

Oh, my, my! *smiiiiles and keeps a healthy distance, well out of trident-reach, hands in his pockets* How you doin', little lady Ukraine?

[pitchforkglory]

A-another Ivan? *swallows* ...I'm doin' pretty good. How 'bout you?

*discreetly attempts to merge into wall*

[hanbok_flower]

Oh my a pitchfolk, I haven't seen those lately ... Hello, there!

[pitchforkglory]

Hello! This ain't a pitch fork, it's a real fancy heraldic trident. I like t' use it fer heraldin' things a course, not any rural back-country stuff like farmin'.

I'm Ukraine by the way. What's yer name?

[hanbok_flower]

Can you use it to herald people?

I'm Im Chang Ae, from Korea. It's nice to meet you Ukraine-san and welcome to HQ *smiles*

Um, are you perhaps lost, Ukraine-san?

[pitchforkglory]

No, I use it t'herald potatoes mostly

*smiles back* It's nice t'meet you too. Thank you.

I am a bit lost...Would ya happen t' know where the kitchen is?

[mono_vn]

....

May I ask what it is? *points to the pitch fork*

[pitchforkglory]

*draws self up to full height*

*proudly* It's a heraldic trident. Real sophisticated-like, isn't it?

[mono_vn]

Mmm... What do you use it for? How sophisticated can that be?