We are Human.

Мы являемся человеческого.

Nous sommes humains.

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From the past they arose, in a quick flurry of nothing more than wind. Three women-- no, two women, and the smallest girl. Three souls, who had, in their prime, fallen down. Were taken out. They stood in the grass, the littlest hardly visible, her hair ribbons stilling. "....Well." Said the tall woman, her curly hair slightly frazzled from the wind, "Look at this."

"...Oui...." Said the second, sweeping her blonde hair from her eyes.

The girl smiled then, "....We're back."

"That's how it seems, honey." 

"....Who are you?" The blonde asked, to which the woman with curly hair smiled.

"Amelia Earhart!" She grinned wide, hands on her hips, "I'm the best darn pilot the Americas has ever seen!"

".....Anastasia." The girl responded, "I am from Russia. Have you seen Ivan? Or my Papa? They must've returned with us..."

"....Non, jeune enfant..." 

"So, missy, who're you?" Amelia asked.

"I am Jeanna, from the Kingdom of France."

"France, eh? That sounds...uh...pleasa--" Amelia suddenly gasped loudly, "OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS I'M NOT FORTY ANYMORE!!! LOOK AT ME I'M SO YOUNG AGAIN!!"

Jeanne and Anastasia sighed as the American woman rambled.
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Just a few significant, human females from Hetalia! :D

Characters: 
Anastasia Nikolaevna of Russia (Approximately 17 yrs)
Jeanna D'Arc (~19 yrs)
Amelia Earhart (22 yrs)

And since someone already knows, I'm @PrideOfTheSouth
Yep.