001 ❇ action

[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...

Comments

[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.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

She has long hair fer one thing. 'n wears dresses. [ Mainly saying all this because she misses Ice a little. She hasn't seen her in bit. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

Not since I was little--let go!

[Yanking.]

[unighted.livejournal.com]

'xactly. You're not little. [ Not pulling because she doesn't want to break it, but keep a grip on it. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

Let go, leave me alone, don't take my things!

[unighted.livejournal.com]

It's Ice's.

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

I'm Iceland!

[unighted.livejournal.com]

Ice was down to my knee last I saw her. [ She might've been taller, but Norway sees her as tiny forever. ]

[fjallkonan.livejournal.com]

Well when did you last see me, the 1600s?!

[unighted.livejournal.com]

'course.