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[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

Characters: Iceland + Herra (Puffin) - you may choose to not have Herra talk if you wish.
Setting: Fourth floor
Format: Prose or Action is good
Summary: Iceland is tuning out as he is trying to figure out what in the world is going on---or the world that used to be a world. Then there is an argument. 
Warnings: I dunno.

Glass.

Beyond the horizon was nothing more than a heap of unexplainable objects, all broken and bettered beyond recognition - things that had a significance but was now merely part of a whole nothing. The hazy plume was on the prowl, lurking around the territory he claimed as his. His gray coat percolated the area in a strangely enchanting way. Iceland was watching. He stood in the middle of the wide glass panel. The vista was endless. Grotesquely beautiful. Curious and yet familiar. He was sure that he was unsure; he felt ambivalent about how he felt about the view.

Ah, then he remembered what he had forgotten. 

Iceland prodded Herra, who has been sitting on his left shoulder quietly for the longest period on record (4 minutes). "Were you the one who ate that bag of licorice I opened the other night?"

"Err---" began the black-clad bird in a gruff baritone voice, "Well ya left it open fer a reason, didn'ya?"

"I let you eat the other bag."

"Ja but ya ripped me off. There was only half of nuthin' in there!"

A small quarrel ensued.

Comments

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ And Norway was going up there to see if she could spot anything different, maybe a tree or something.

But what is this it feels vaguely familiar. ]

Noisy.

only herra who is this iceland

[froghunting.livejournal.com]

Mercedes was dawdling nearby at the time, still getting used to the new scenes. She doubted she could describe it that nicely, all of it was peculiar to her and not like what she usually considered beautiful.

She was fortunate enough to happen on this spat and was unable to not peer curiously at the bird.

"What creature are you?" She didn't mean to be rude and ignore person attached to the bird, but she'd seen plenty of people before. This beast she's only just discovered.

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ Iceland and Herra are still arguing... until he hears a feminine voice.

He turns around to see somebody in a very familiar attire. As if this woman had stolen the clothes of his precious somebody and wore it.]

...

Heh! It oughta be this kid. Swear can't keep his mou----ooh you're pretty... The kid is speechless!

A-Ah...

Wait. Y'look familiar... Y'see it too kid?

A-Ah...

[ Iceland is unsure. ]

what. who is you? B(

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

Their argument continued until they were interrupted by a voice. Iceland turned his head to see a... fairy. A floating. Girl. Clearly he wasn't hallucinating. This must have been one of his brother's friends.

"I'm a puffin, sweetheart." said Herra triumphantly. "The most beautiful creature o'course---"

Iceland decided it was a good time to interrupt. Like always, he began to ignore Herra's existence. "Do you know Norway?" he inquired brusquely.

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ Norway also notices how familiar they look--OK you can't really miss the puffin, that's too much of a coincidence, and she already knows from Denmark that Iceland is a boy in his world. She knows the answer anyway, but: ]

... Ice?

[froghunting.livejournal.com]

The puffin was kind of cute, but now she was starting to think it was a bit cocky. But it was mannerly at least, so she would try to talk to it again later.

"Norway? I haven't met anyone by that name, no." She didn't think that was how you were supposed to started a conversation, so she added a "Hello."

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ Iceland makes a very incredulous expression. He's quite confused and unsure and suddenly very annoyed of Herra. ]

That is... ja. I'm Island... h-how...

[ignored]Whoa! How in the world did Norge turn to a lady? Sheesh![/ignored]

You are... not my brother. A-Ah I-I'm sorry I----you look f-familiar. I'm probably just seeing things. Excuse me... [brb staring at the floor]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

"I see... " He suddenly became very uncomfortable after knowing that she was not familiar with Norway. That meant she was a complete stranger to him. He then awkwardly added, "Ah... hallo."

Meanwhile, Herra snerked from his seat. Casually, the bird said, "He's shy. Can ya tell?"

"R-Rather," he interjected, "I'm more surprised to see a fairy here. The last time I have seen one was... ages ago."

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING SHE LOOKS LIKE A GUY oh there are more important things here. ]

Ya don't recognize your own sister? [ Oh but she is actually so relieved. She's from 1848 and has therefore not seen her little sister in years and ohhh hopefully Denmark has not screwed him up too badly. ]

[legomyskane.livejournal.com]

All of a sudden, out of nowhere:

"ICE!"

Your big brother has found you, aren't you lucky?

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ I-IT'S JUST PUFFIN. YOU'RE VERY MUCH A LADY TO ME---i think ]

I... I... I'm not quite sure. I don't remember boobs a sister... But ah... I-I can tell that you are also Norway.

Y-Yet I d-don't really understand this at all.

[ He then wonders if there is a female version of him out there somewhere. And a female version of Danmark---ohgod the chills. Herra laughs at him. ]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

He does not feel very lucky at all. Herra noticed Denmark first and then immediately shut his trap, as if he had anticipated what happened next. Iceland tensed up, twirled around, and gave this big brother the biggest angriest frown ever.

Well not really.

"Y-You... Are so loud!" He snared angrily, still a bit shaken from being surprised.

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ Oh Ice so cute. But she is resisting ruffling his hair until he is a little more calm. ]

There're different worlds, 'pparently. In yours, everyone's the opposite gender of the ones in mine. Get it? [ Because gosh this is not hard to understand obviously!! ]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ Would be doing some deep breathing but he is in a presence of a lady and such acts are ridiculously embarrassing and rude and very bad and Herra would surely make fun of him and---

ok sort of calming down now. Hm yes. Just as he had assumed.]

I s-see. That's... odd...

So... y'think there's a female version of me? [SNERK] Bet she's a beaut eh? Besides that, imagin' a female Island! Hehh! As if he isn't girly already!

[ TRYING VERY HARD TO IGNORE HIM. CAN YOU SEE IT IN HIS FACE? - clears throat. Now for derps. ]

W-Well... Hallo... I s-suppose. It's nice to meet you---again---... oh. We haven't met yet. [FIDGET FIDGET]

Yeh he's completely speechless.

Shut up.

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ Alright now she is going to ruffle his hair. ]

How's Den treatin' ya? [ She assumes he is also from 1848!! Just looks a little too old for some reason, chalk it up to the different world. ]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ Oh---hair ruffling. This is normal. Too normal---e-except the rufflin' is from a girl jadkajsda. Blushesx5 ]

He's a moron and he talks too much. I have to share a room with him now.

[ Yep he totes didn't realize that. ]

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

Make him sleep outside. Or ya can stay in my room. [ She misses her little sister OK. ]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound like a bad idea 'ctually~ I personally like ta latter.

I-I would love to. [ wait] --Kick Denmark out, I-I mean. A-And wouldn't that be erm. Improper? P-Perhaps? [ and his voice may have cracked at the 'per-' part.]

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

Improper? Kids gotta stay with an adult. 'n Den hardly counts as an adult.

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

... [ Straightens up posture a bit. Age is a srs business. ]

I'm not... a kid. However that bit about Dan is... very true. S-Still I don't think we can um... switch rooms.

And ah----never mind.

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

Is that so. Ya don't like me? [ She will have fun messing with him. ]

[ice-creamland.livejournal.com]

[ You are the w-worst. ]

W-What? N-Nei I did not say that! I-I did not mean that.

[ Waits for Herra to say something----he flies off.]

I'mma get s'more licorice. [ bloody bird is better off in a hamburger. ]

E-Er...

[legomyskane.livejournal.com]

"Had ta make sure ya heard me!"

Denmark wasted no time in going over to give Iceland an overbearing hug, knocking into Herra (and not caring) in the process. The short time he'd been here had been odd, so the normalacy of Iceland was important to him.

[askemadam.livejournal.com]

[ She glances off to Herra before looking back to Iceland to stare him down. ]

Ya don't want to spend time with your big sister, then?

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

YOUR BIRD THING TALKS? [8DDD]