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[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

[Iceland didn't immediately think to look to the vine for answers after reading the scroll and changing into the clothes she had found not too far away. Instead she wanders the gardens, looking entirely lost and occasionally watching one of the animals walk by with uncertainty.

It's obvious enough she's at least not in Iceland, but she's not sure if she should believe the scrolls, either.]

I wonder where Puffin is...

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[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

[Iceland stares for a moment, as if the question might make more sense that way.]

...Iceland...?

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Hm? [ She does not understand???? ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

I'm Iceland?

[Is this a joke

Is Norway capable of making jokes]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Wrong. [ And that is really all there is to say. She doesn't particularly understand why anyone would want to pretend to be Ice. But this can definitely not be her baby sister because her baby sister is a baby. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

No, I am!

[The distress is more obvious now, because why is Norway saying she's not, why did she wake up in this place, what is going on?]

Ég heiti Ísland.

[...It was the only thing she could think of to do okay.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

[ Wow what is that weird language



oh maybe there's a strange resemblance to her old language??? But who uses that anymore. ]

Ice is a kid.

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[unighted.livejournal.com]

You're too big for Ice. [ Really she should stop talking to this weird person and carry on her way. She had to get back home. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't understand at all, why is this happening what is her life]

I can't be too big to be myself!

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Are ya tryin' to gain somethin'?

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

No!

[What would she be trying to gain by being Iceland]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Then stop callin' yerself Ice. [ ANNOYED going to start walking away. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

But I am--Hey! [She is so flustered and nearly on the verge of tears, but then she realizes she is still carrying the outfit she woke up in and her necklace in her hands.]

Wait! Wait. Look.

[She is running around in front of Norway in case she does not wait because this is Norway after all. And holding out the necklace.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

[ Norway looks at the necklace and becomes even more annoyed. She tries to grab it from Ice. ]

Stealin' from a kid.

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

[Iceland jerks away like Norway might bite her.]

It's mine! You're--

[She stumbles back, suddenly.]

You can't be Nore--Norway. She wouldn't--

Who are you?

[Why do you have her big sister's face.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Kingdom of Norway to ya. [ She is still eyeing that necklace though. That is her baby sister's! ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

You can't be my sister.

[Clinging to the necklace desperately.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Didn't claim to be. [ Still eyeing it!! She can't leave without that. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

Norway is my sister. So you can't be Norway.

[Backing up some more.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

My sisters're Ice 'n Den. [ NOT SWEDEN. ] Not ya.

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

Why are you pretending to be Norway? She would recognize me, you're just-- [Aaand coughing fit. She is far too worked up.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

[ Too bad Norway has no sense of empathy for anyone who isn't Ice. So she'll be trying to grab that necklace. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

[Iceland only notices once Norway's got a hand on it. Ice is still holding on, though, and only tightens her grip.]

Let go!

[unighted.livejournal.com]

[ Not letting go either! ]

Ya don't look like Ice at all.

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

How would you know?!

[She looks like she might scream or cry at any moment. She is holding on tighter to the necklace, though.]