[Closed] Deluded

[mystisk_norge]

Who: Norway mystisk_norge , Denmark yndigt_land, Iceland til_himnarikis 
When: Backdated to July 18, morning
Where: North Wing
What: The new medication that Norway was forced to take is having some worrying effects...
Warnings: TBD

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[yndigt_land]

Denmark was sprawled on his bed with all the curtains open, flooding the room with as much light as he could manage. The blankets were curled around him comfortably as he stared, almost unmoving as he focused on the words within a page of a medium-sized book. An unfinished bottle of beer sat next to him on the night-stand, along with the trinkets he'd received from his 'family

[mystisk_norge]

Norway's brows furrowed as Denmark was first surprised and then started talking. He kept saying Norge, Norge, Norge, Norge. The word was not unfamiliar but...the context...this was odd. Fortunately this situation was not in the least bit threatening. The wild haired male seemed ready for bed, not for an attack.

The shorter blond walked further into the room and moved over to the bed. There was a moment of silence as he studied the male, sizing him up, before finally he spoke.

"...Who are you?"

[yndigt_land]

The grin he almost always wore for Norway faded oh so slowly from Denmark's face as his friend came closer, and the Dane got a closer look at him. When Norway spoke, his jaw involuntarily dropped a bit. Granted, the reply wasn't too unexpected from the deadpan nation in front of him, but even though Denmark didn't always know when Norge was teasing him, something in the air about his friend was off.

Denmark decided to be wary, hugging the pillow in front of him tightly and looking over it at Norway, gaze hard.

"Nor, what are you doing here?" He asked directly, quietly, his voice lacking in any of it's usual upbeat lilt.

[mystisk_norge]

Norway folded his arms across his chest. He recognized this man's accent, he was Danish, and he seemed a bit confused. More so than he himself was maybe...which was really saying something considering he had no idea where he was. It would be best to try and explain things, he reasoned.

"Do you call all Norwegians Norge or something? My name is Mathias, and I don't remember how I got here, what is this place exactly?" He asked, gazing around the room. Well it was a bedroom like the one he woke up in so apparently people were living in this place...