† 001 [Video: English]

[hullonurse]

[There is some awkward fumbling with the communicator before it finally switches to video to reveal a disgruntled Englishwoman frowning down at it.] What is this even supposed to be? Doesn't look like a radio... [England looks around her, evidently not aware that she's being filmed.] More important is my location...

[The communicator makes some beeping noise or shows a picture or does some other communicator-like thing, shocking England and making her drop it with a quiet scream. England's legs are now visble, along with a bit of Discedo street.] Oh, nevermind! I represent the United Kingdoms of Great Britain and- ... and Ireland and I demand to know what is happening and where I am! Whoever is responsible for this, show yourself!


[England waits, but there is no response.] Oh, Lord. [Turns around on the spot, taking in her surroundings some more... And then slowly approaches one of the walls.] ... "Don't go outside... It's bad for your skin."

Well, at least they're cheerful about it.

Comments

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

...Hmm... may I ask what is the year for England-san?

[hullonurse]

1922, of course.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

Ah... [ She sounds disappointed and vaguely worried. Just from that one syllable. ] ...Was England-san informed of the part where this is not the same for everyone?

[hullonurse]

... I did hear something about that, yes.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

Well... it's like this. It's possible for some of us to come from different points in time, such as the past or future. So for me, it's... a different year. One very far in the future. 2011, to be precise.

[hullonurse]

... You're- you're not playing a joke on me, are you, dear?

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

I never "play jokes".

[hullonurse]

If this is your first try, it's not a very good one.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

[ sighs just a little ] Anyway, it isn't a joke, England-san... surely you understand that I, Japan, [ what does that have to do with anything Japan was that even necessary ] would never joke about something like this.

[hullonurse]

... So we've just been time travelling then, splendid.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

That's right. Unintentional time travel, of sorts. Ah... it would be so interesting and I would like it if it weren't so inconvenient like this...

[hullonurse]

Interesting is one word for it.

Are you well, my dear?

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

It's fascinating! I've never witnessed such a thing before--

...Ah, yes, I am. What about England-san? [ asking mostly just to be polite ]

[hullonurse]

I think I should be fine, all things considered. [You've been in some kind hellhole for who knows how long she is allowed to show concern!]

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's good to hear... [ actually she has only been here for a little over two weeks... ]

[hullonurse]

Yes... [Awkward silence...]

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

[ pause ] At any rate- it seems England-san is in Discedo...?

[hullonurse]

So I am told.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

That is what the street looked like... anyway, that is the city where I currently am. Shall I come over...?

[hullonurse]

It's not like I'm lost or anything!

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

I see. Alright then, I will be there as soon as possible.

[hullonurse]

... Thank you, dear.

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

It is no problem. [ smiling juuuust a little... before she hangs up- and true to her word, she'll be running up to England about twenty minutes later! It took a while to find her okay. ]

E-england-san...! [ panting as she runs ow why did she think she could handle that kind off physical activity ] England-... san...

[hullonurse]

Japan dear! [... Watches her with pity for a moment before walking up to meet her. England's old bones sympathise, Japan.] Are you quite alright?

[nihonna.livejournal.com]

O-of course... [ stands up straight look at how alright she is!! yes!! of course yes....... ] That's not important right now! What about England-san? I apologize for taking so long...