§ the spell has bound me

[bornwithskison]

[Around late afternoon, 1489 Kramden Road will be greeted by the sight of a teenaged boy with an uncanny resemblance to the former nation father-figure of the household. He spends some time poking around in each room while the dog he had kept here before follows him around, whining and tail wagging, though he reaches down to gently pat it on the

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[k1_sauce]

Oh, you finally snapped out of it. Man, about time. I don't think--uh. Is there something different about you?

[bornwithskison]

[Whirling around, staring at the boy. If this was a dream, he must've ate something bad last night.]

...Who are you.

[k1_sauce]

...Uh.

[bornwithskison]

[Time for a different approach!]

Hva er din name. Where am jeg?

[semblance]

[just passing by when, oh look who it is. she knows you've been droned bro, but this is some very odd looking drone behaviour... maybe he's snapped out of it.

walking over now]

...Norway?

[also awe hi Skadi hi...

wait. you look a bit different...]

[bornwithskison]

[Tensing up--Okay, this can't be a dream. No one really knows what he is, so for someone to outright say his name--He frowns a bit as the dog prances over to sniff at Mitsuru's shoes, but not much else. Not even a growl or a bark.]

How do you know my name?

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[semblance]

[She kneels down to briefly pet the dog before standing upright again.

He doesn't remember anything. That's pretty clear already. She's kind of come to expect this sort of thing by now, but it doesn't stop her being saddened and a little shocked by it.]

[semblance]

[She's all cool, calm and collected when she replies though.]

I know because you've been here before. Although you won't remember any of it.

[perfektsymmetry]

[Oh hey Norway would you like today's paper?

Crowe waves and smiles as usual, but he stops and gives you a funny look. Did you look different or was he seeing things? He really needed to get more sleep...]

Is... everything alright?

[bornwithskison]

[He's a little shorter by a couple inches, for one. Poor derp didn't hit a growth spurt until the start of Denmark-Norway. Skadi sees the person and barks happily, bouncing down the porch and over to Crowe.]

M'not sure.

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe greets the dog, who seems normal as usual. But he looks at you, trying to puzzle it all out.]

You don't...seem yourself today. Did something happen...?

[bornwithskison]

...Do I know you?

[puffinparadise]

[He was stalking there, passing by, that's all.

Hey bro, you look a little done...drones don't usually look sad, do they?]

Hæ Nore.

[bornwithskison]

[Whoa hey this kid looks familiar. Staring

staring

stariiiiing.]

...Island?

[puffinparadise]

[O-oh god stop stariiing.]

Yes. You're back already?

[bornwithskison]

[WHY ARE YOU SO TALL... Y-YOU MIGHT EVEN BE AN INCH TALLER WHAT IS THIS.]

I'm not sure what you mean, Iceland. ...I saw you mere hours ago.