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[independencesong]

I'm making an educated guess and assuming that there is at least the possibilty of more than a few nations hanging around here. If there are, I'd like to propose a meeting for the next rest day, perhaps down by the lake if the weather is decent. If you represent a landmass at all, I want to meet you.

On the off-chance that my hunch is wrong, my apologies to all for the disturbance, and that doesn't get Eastern Europe out of meeting with me when we get a break.

[She knows where you all live. At least theoretically. You can't escape her and her tiny, dysfunctional model UN.]

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[independencesong]

Well... I suppose that depends on how many of us there are, and who decides to get into fights, and if we actually have much to talk about. It oughtn't be more than an hour, though.

[koyo]

( There's a long and thoughtful pause. This is the sound of Spain weighing his options. )

I see. Okay! If anyone gets into any fights, I'll make sure to stop them.

( But wouldn't that make it worse. )

[independencesong]

Oh, good!

[Who knows? She has more important questions.]

Who are you, anyway?

[koyo]

I'm--( Wait. )

Well, I don't know, really! But I'm a nation, I remember that much!

[independencesong]

[What the-]

Do you know where you live?

[koyo]

Of course I do! I remember the sun and the people and the children and the country!

Except. . . I don't.

[independencesong]

O...kay.

Do you remember any of your neighbours? Or are you an island?