♕ quatre; [voice->text] (chip removal request)

[crotchroses]

[Coughing, disgruntled French grumbling along with it. Anyone who listens hard enough and who can speak French might catch words like "stupid phone" and "no one will understand this anyway. I never want to speak English again."

After some fumbling noises, France switches to text.]

Many apologies to the confusion that bastard who pretended to be me might have caused!

I have two things I must announce so please read carefully:

1. I am in Dissimulo and will leave to return to Discedo by the weekend.

2. I wish to have that godforsaken chip removed. Are there any capable surgeons in Discedo who would be willing to assist with this? I would be more than happy to trade for your services.

Thank you!~

[voice; locked to Germany]

... [Dead air...]

I must speak with you, Allemagne.

Comments

[Voice; GET OUT]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Those bastards lost the coin that would have revived me without poisoning me. So, I was revived... and violently sick! It is disgusting here.

[Voice; you'd miss me]

[hullonurse]

You were poisoned?

[Voice; FRENCHFRENCHFRENCHFRENCH]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

It is better than being dead.

[Voice; casse-toi]

[hullonurse]

... I suppose so, yes.

[Voice; (troll)]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

... Do you have a hat I could borrow?

[hullonurse]

I have a hat, but I think you'd look rather odd in it. [Though France would be a dashing nurse, no doubt.] Why?

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

... Nothing.

It's nothing!

[hullonurse]

Tell me or I'll make you.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

What could you do?

[hullonurse]

Things.

Come now, you brought it up, just tell me.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Never. Why do you want to know, anyway?

[hullonurse]

Because I'm naturally curious and you don't want to tell me.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

You still can't make me tell you.

[hullonurse]

Please?

1/2

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

2/2

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Y-you did that on purpose!

[hullonurse]

Did what, dear?

[ Yeah, she totally did.]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Hah! I will not fall for your devilish tricks, Angleterre. You will never discover my secret!

[hullonurse]

Fine, next time I see you, I'll just punch you until you tell me.

[That seems a little extreme, England...]

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

N-non, please don't do that... That seems a little extreme, don't you think?

[hullonurse]

You could stop it very simply by just telling me why right now. The matter is in your hands, my dear.

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

[hullonurse]

... Is this really about your hair?

[crotchroses.livejournal.com]

Shut up!

That stupid shitfaced doppleganger of me cut it to hide from Allemagne and your brother! Now I have to wait months--months! I have not had my hair this short since-- Since never!

What if someone cut your hair, eh? How would you feel?

[hullonurse]

That's different! You're a man, you're supposed to have short hair! [She might feel differently if she'd know Francis as long as she's known Marianne but as it is she didn't really get used to the long hair as such...] It looks fine, you idiot, you can wait to grow it back.