† 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

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[hullonurse]

[wow, she isn't enjoying that view at all.]

Of course I'm a strong, fine woman, anyone with eyes could see that! English or French! Don't be an idiot!

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

But they would not say it after a romantic night! French is much more suited for these things than English.

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[hullonurse]

English is perfectly proper and perfectly romantic. You just have no taste.

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

I have the best taste, Rosbif!

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

Doubtful, frog.

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

I cannot possibly have bad taste if I think you're beautiful.

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

... Noticing something that obvious doesn't count. [Doesn't sound very convincing.]

(frozen) (no subject)

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

It always counts when it comes to being polite and honest with a lady.

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

[This is going to have to be a long distance relationship.]

... Regardless, I'm sure Arthur is perfectly gentlemanlike.

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

You will see! I will admit he is acceptable on... occasion.

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

Being acceptable to you is nothing to brag about.

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Exactly!

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

Really want to hit you...

(frozen) (no subject)

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

You keep saying that...~ What else would you like to do to me?

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

I didn't think you'd want to encourage more violent action but I'm sure I can find a knife if you're that invested in the idea.

(frozen) (no subject)

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

I will do whatever satisfies you the most, mademoiselle. Anything!

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

... Admit how superior the English are to the French at anything they care to do.

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Never! I would not tell such an outrageous lie.

(frozen) (no subject)

[hullonurse]

It would be the truth. [Sighs.] But I suppose you are just a liar then... [Going back on your word!]

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[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

I am making an amendment: Almost anything.

[hullonurse]

Clearly not a true gentleman then.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

But, I am telling you the truth. As opposed to Arthur, who would tell you the opposite of what he is feeling.

[hullonurse]

Nonsense, I'm sure he's a very honest sort.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

...



I think those pigtails may be too tight, mademoiselle!

[hullonurse]

They're fine! Stop laughing like that, you idiot, you don't know what you're talking about!