Meeting the Micronations
A/N: This story includes the OC Solomeya (aka Tiny), created by AngelSunshine. It was her that basically came up with the idea for this and the parts she's written are in bold, from Solomeya's point of view. I'll be writing from Wy's point of view, with my font being standard. Now that's been taken care of, enjoy!
I didn't really know much about the new micronation I'd be meeting today. I knew that she was named Solomeya and that she came from a pretty low-tech background, where she was quite isolated from others. I'd seen a couple of pictures of her though, so she wasn't a complete enigma to me. We'd been writing letters to one another for a while, during which time she said she wanted to join me and the other micronations in our group. I was very happy with the idea that we might have a new member who is somewhat normal, another female and quite unique in her way of life. Of course, Sealand decided shortly after to hold a micronation meeting in Sydney, just a stone's throw from my place, which provided the perfect opportunity for Solomeya to tag along with me and get to know everybody.
However, I was worried that my own irritable nature, combined with my usual artistic passion and emotion, would ruin things for her and possibly make me exaggerate some things when they shouldn't be. Sometimes the others got on my nerves, sometimes they'd come up with half-baked ideas and ignore my objections and in some cases, I've been completely overlooked by the others, but that wasn't what I wanted Solomeya to see. I wanted her to see that we could actually function as a unit and get things done, unlike a lot of the more influential nations in the UN. We all had different things that could be considered eccentric or strange, but we were all pleasant people and we were able to co-operate. It was my job to show that to Solomeya, who had only been in contact with me previously and would probably take some time to not only settle into Sydney, where the meeting was, but also to settle in amongst a completely new and very strange group of people.
With the sun long gone, hidden over the horizon as though to shelter itself from the moon's gentle and yet oddly cold touch as she took her turn within the great blue beyond and shone down on the creatures bellow with her brightly lit rounded face. Though her gaze was shrouded and snuffed by the tall trees, below the canopies all almost seemed too dark, only shadows of the life that claimed these lands spotted the landscape enough to navigate easy enough without bumping one's head at every turn. Every now and then a small fire fly bloomed into life, shining brightly until vanishing; just to re- appear a few feet ahead almost as if it were magically transporting its self from one place to the next. One after another they danced in their magical vanishing acts of romantic ballads amongst each other. With each passing day, they seemed to get longer and longer, each the same old story and routine as the next, tomorrow will be no different. She would come across some individual, they would either ignore her or try to speak to her about some event or a simple conversation, and Gummi would try to talk her into letting him eat them. To which she would ignore and simply walk on. Just like time and time again... Solomeya could look up at Wy with wide, rosy-brown eyes as she followed in her foot prints. Her chubby little fists clamped to her pink coat. She had known Wy for a while through letters but actually meeting the girl was nothing she ever thought of. The only people she known in her life where her mother, Cecel, that disappeared a couple of years ago, Aunt Genovia, Uncle Southern Cecel Aka Ciel and her village. She bit her lips as she looked down to her feet and hid behind Wy's coat, feeling anxious as she followed. The two roamed the streets, the simple lights of the fireflies lighting her path with every step. As though they treated Tiny like one of their own, they approached one by one and passed her, leaving way for others to investigate the odd creature, sharing their ability to glow in the dark, lighting the way for others to see their majestic colors. Mindless sets of eyes stared ahead, unlike the bugs; she didn't wish to be noticed. Her path lit by the light that emitted from the bugs. Her mind occasionally wandering to the why she asked Wy to meet the other micronations like herself and Wy.
By the time we'd arrived at the small, humble room that would act as our conference room, Tiny, as she was often called, was almost hiding behind me, clearly nervous about meeting everybody else in the group. I wasn't surprised, considering how the place would have been a far cry from her home, due to Australia and I having a completely different way of life to her, which wouldn't have been helped by the remoteness of her place meaning she hadn't met many people outside its borders. Sensing that she needed a little comfort as we approached the room we were told to go to, I turned and spoke to her.
"We should be the first ones here, since it's not that far from my house." I smiled at her as I spoke, "Hopefully that should give you some time to settle before you meet anyone else, though the first person here besides us will probably be Hutt River, since he's the next closest."
Timidly, Solomeya replied "Oh? What's Hutt River like?"
"He used to mentor me a lot when I was younger, and still does so a little nowadays. He's a good guy but mind you, he's a little strange and has a bit of an ego on him." I tried to be as honest as I could, while not being unfair
Looking confused, Tiny spoke up "What do you mean by that?"
Trying to pick my words carefully, I answered "He's a bit showy and demanding, but you'll understand when you see him."