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[modersvea.livejournal.com]

[The message is short, but straight to the point.]

Has anyone seen Estonia? Tall, blond, female, glasses.

Comments

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

What about Latvia? [Nope. She can't tell them apart.]

I can't remember if they have met already o.o;?

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

Has n'ver been h're.

It's their first meeting here!

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

I could swear I saw the run when I first got here.

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

[Estonia or Latvia now?]

Shook?

[And who are you?]

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

Not more so than usual. Had those thick glasses on and everything.

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

Her name's 'stonia.

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

That's what I said!


[It dawns on her. Finally.]

You don't recognize me, do you.

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

You aren't fam'liar.

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

[She sighs, but perhaps this place has a way of interfering with memories, as well.]

It's Prussia.

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

[Like Norway or like Denmark, then?]

're you sure?

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

[She bites back something meaner and unhelpful]

Why would I lie about something like that?

[modersvea.livejournal.com]

Th' Prussia that I know 's male.

[As simple as that. Why is she female?]