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Ancient Greece/Byzantine:
If their descendants could see them now, Ancient Greece philosophized, as she watched her fellow former nations, all technically dead like her, they would call them stuck on the past.
But how could they not be?
How could she not be?
The past was where and when she'd lived after all. Besides, it wasn't as if she thought about it all the time, every day of the Gregorian year. She was also thinking about her son, checking up on him every now and then.
But today, she was thinking about the past. About the year 457.
She would readily admit that she hadn't had much hope about Leo I the Thracian when he was first crowned, but he had proven himself on more than one occasion and disappointed her on others.
But she wasn't thinking about his faults; she was thinking about how he legislated in Greek instead of Latin and how he was such a good warrior that he managed to help the Western Roman Empire to regain its former territories.
Russia:
Ivan Braginsky, Russia, had just sat down at his seat at the World Conference Table, when America shouted at him,
-Hey, Russia! Why haven't you invited me to your big celebration later? Are you planning on cutting me out of the party?!
-I'm not having a big celebration, not even a little party, Ivan responded calmly. Because unlike other irrationally and highly exuberant people, I don't think there's any cause for celebration when there's only been 90rs instead of 100yrs for the occasion the celebration is relating to. Besides, he said smilingly, I don't know if I want to celebrate not having Lithuania coming to me in tears.
Author's notes:
I don't own Hetalia