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[tomatatas]

[Romana isn't the happiest of Italians. Getting lost in a strange forest for what you thought was at most a few hours only to figure out that it was actually weeks will do that to you. So she glares at the vine, flicking away a leaf from her head. Whatever patience she had has been greatly deteriorated.] Stupid fucking leaf, stupid fucking garden...

[With a huff she taps the mirror with a finger, still scowling] Is this thing even working now? Ciao? [Naturally there's no reply so she continues, after an eyeroll]

What the hell is going on? I go for a walk, to try and clear my head and figure out what this place is, and the next thing I know weeks have passed and something about people eating flowers? Che diavolo? Is this turning into one of, I don't know, America or Giappone's movies? Because it sure sounds like it. I knew it was all America's fault...

Are we still even trying to get home? Or have you all accepted this stupid world without vespas and Prada and housing? Running water... [Oh god she misses the normal modern comforts... Okay, collecting herself] Because from what I see we're telling fairytales and eating chocolates and being lazy.

Cazzo... Do I have to do everything around here? [As she starts to mutter angrily in Italian, another leaf falls on her nose, Romana shrieking in anger as she bats it away.

The vine of course takes this as it's signal to cut out]

((ooc: Sorry for my disappearence everyone... life has been absolutely cray cray...Looks like it's settling down though!))

Comments

[tomatatas]

Canada... you're here now? [Somehow has the ability to actually recognise her, perhaps it comes with being the more ignored sister herself?]

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I am. No one told me you were here, though.

[tomatatas]

[They should make a club

...Prussia's not allowed to join]

I was... lost. Maybe that's why.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. I'm glad you're not lost anymore.

[tomatatas]

[No Canada, don't become a traitor!]

It was this places fault, not mine. My sense of direction is perfect!

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Mm, I don't think I like it here very much, even if it is a bit like a world meeting, just without the boys, sometimes.

[tomatatas]

[Prussia's no longer part of the world it's cool]

Just as chaotic and I can't even get a sigaretta here.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

It's not a very ladylike habit, though, so that's probably for the best.

[tomatatas]

[That's how her realtionship with Prussia is...full of insults]

I like to smoke when I'm stressed, it's not a huge habit... And it's not like it will kill me.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Fiar enough. How long have you been here? Including being lost and all.

[tomatatas]

[It's because she's a heathen]

Fine. Even with being lost... it didn't feel as long as it was...

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

That's... good, I suppose? And I really am glad you're not lost anymore.

[tomatatas]

[Always glad to keep people informed...]

I suppose... I would rather be home though.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you and the rest of us. Oh! And what date was it, home, for you? Before you came here, I mean?

[tomatatas]

... Early... early January I think?

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

What year?