[ Judging by the look on Iceland's face it was clear that she was a new arrival. Only a few moments ago she was sitting contently in her house, happily munching away at some Risa Þristur. Now she's currently wandering down the halls of HQ, her puffin perched on her shoulder as she looked around for anyone familiar. ]
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Finland. Where are we?
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[Happy Fin is happy]
Ah, well, this place is called the HQ and it looks like we are all stuck here and can't go home on our own.
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[ Feeling a bit confused now. ]
....What?
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[And have a Dane... who has yet to notice you're more girly then usual, lift you up in a hug from behind.]
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L-let go!
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[Wait... something.. something doesn't feel right.]
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[ Can definitely tell this is Denmark, but she's confused as to why there's a lack of breasts and she has a deeper voice. ]
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"Island."
Oh hey she's also stealing one of your candy.
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Storsøster? Where are we?
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"It's me. Headquarters. Brings you here against your wish."
A pause. "There are different versions of us here."
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[ Minor headtilt at that. ] Like what?
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[He's about eleven, but even with his long hair he's obviously a boy and obviously Norway, just younger]
Y-you're really pretty...
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[ Pause. This kid looks way too much like someone she knows. ]
Storsøster?
[ Well it was more lillebror now it seemed but still. ]
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[He crosses his arms]
I'm not a girl, I'm a man.
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[ Even if she's not sure whether to believe it or not. ]
Did the fae do something again?
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