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[border_princess]

What looked to be a very pretty, slim, dark haired boy, dressed like a slavic peasant of the 1640s, stepped into the Mansion. After looking around in bewilderment a well bred voice asked in Polish. “Pan Zagloba? Where are you?” The question was attempted again in Russian, Ukrainian, Ruthenian, and even broken French. “Hello? Can anyone tell

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[ken_murata]

Ken can both understand and speak her language (any of them) because of an invention he always has on him so he greets her with a happy: "Hello! This is the Mansion - exact location unknown!"

[border_princess]

Oh dear. He looks oriental, which causes alarms to go off in her head. What if he is a Tartar?

"Who's mansion?"

[ken_murata]

He's Japanese and seems filled with boundless enthusiasm as he continues, "It doesn't belong to anyone. Or it belongs to everyone!" He grins. "All you need to do is pick a room and stay there. May I ask your name? I'm Murata Ken!"

[border_princess]

Helen is a bit skeptical. She just came from seeing her whole family killed in a very bloody civil war.

"My name is Vasil."

She decides to keep up the charade. It doesn't sound very much like a girl's voice, but it certainly doesn't sound like a peasant's.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco frowns and he apparently knows a little French so he answers with that. "Are you lost?"

[border_princess]

Her French is very bad and has a heavy Polish accent but it should sound vaguely like, "Yes. I am, Pan."

[dracoslytherin]

"Pan? That's not my name," he replies. "What country are you from?" He notices the accent and the trouble she seems to have speaking the different language. "Do you know English?"

[border_princess]

That was a lot of words and she only caught a few. "Poland."

[sweariwontdie]

Armand answers her in French, slowly. "No, mademoiselle. We don't know where this Mansion is. Where are you from?"

[border_princess]

Helen hisses at him in heavily accented French. "Don't tell anyone." How did he find out she was a girl?

[sweariwontdie]

He hadn't found out really. It was size and some confusion. "I apologize," he stammered, still in French.

[border_princess]

"You speak English?" She is still speaking French. "I speak English now."

[three_smiles]

"Hello," Michael says, soft and in Russian.

[border_princess]

"Hello, Pan. What is this place?"

[three_smiles]

"It is a big house that many people live in, gospodah."

[border_princess]

"And who is the lord and master?"

[naturestrangled]

The Russian catches Vera's attention, and she responds in the same. "No one is quite certain where it is, I'm afraid."

[border_princess]

Helen's Russian is no where near as good as her Polish or Ukrainian, but it is passable. "This isn't Ukraine?"

[naturestrangled]

"No. It is simply . . . here. That is all anyone seems to know."

[border_princess]

"And you are a Muscovite, Panna?" The term Russian is not yet in use where she is from.