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Osmani pulled herself together from the fit of coughing, motioning with her hands for Armenia to take her kerchief and fetch her another one. Ottoman balled up the piece of fabric, hiding the blood that had come up. She cleared her troat and started listening to Austria's plan.

[i]It would be nice to isolate Russia from being able to get any help. Our homes just happen to be really nicely located in the center. There just need to be a land connection from me to our dear ally ottoman here. Dont you agree to that?[/i]

Osmani smiled devilishly

"Well, dostum, I know just the perfect person to help us in this situation"

The smile widened as she braced for her two allies reactions

"Bulgaria"

When shit hit the proverbial fan in the Balkans, the Great Powers of Europe needed a scapegoat. France and Russia made sure to force the blame squarely onto the shoulders of Bulgaria. Since then, the very name of Bulgaria was something of a dirty word in international politics. He was left a nation with no allies, surrounded by enemies and imperial forces. But he did have something important, and that was land to bridge the gap between Austria and Turkey.

"I will conceed, Bulgaria is no friend of mine. Our past is checkered, but, I am hoping that we can count on his desires for vengeance against Russia and the other Balkan nations like Serbia to outweigh our troubled history." 

Osmani looked to Austria and then to Erika, smiling at them both. "Any thoughts, dostlarım?"