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DarkNyoFrance ♀️ [19009718] [2011-09-14 12:21:23 +0000 UTC] "'ave a sip of wine, non?" (France)

# Statistics

Favourites: 79; Deviations: 16; Watchers: 372

Watching: 600; Pageviews: 11715; Comments Made: 2639; Friends: 600

# Interests

Favorite visual artist: Claude Monnet
Tools of the Trade: My bare hands, mon ami's.

# About me

!!WARNING: Dark!FemFrance!!



Be warned, men and women, girls and boys... this Francoise is not quite the usual you would expect of our lovable, perverted, Fem!France.


APPEARANCE WISE



Still withholds flawless looks, which she will attempt to use to lure a lover to her bed. Her figure is slim, sometimes she often 'forgets' meals, or claims she is in too much of a hurry to eat, especially in past times where she tried modeling for a few years. ((!!DISCOVERED HINT!!)) Despite this petite quality, her womanly curves still flourish. Her cup size is an estimated D or DD.
She has vivid, bright violet eyes filled with depth and mysteries. Her hair is a gleaming soft natural!!! blonde shade, which usually has neat waves in it without the help of product. Occasionally Francoise will straighten her locks, but not often as she hates the 'unnatural feel'.
She takes great care in barely ever leaving the house without makeup, and even when at home she takes care to wear layers of it when expecting visitors. Only those she's extremely comfortable with will she strip away this mask of foundation and product for. Francoise is particularly partial to red nail polish and bright red lips stick in particular. Blue eye shadow and black massacre/eyeliner are also 'must-have' makeup fixes for this trendy Frenchwoman.
She will never be seen in tacky old fashions, but sometimes wears her older dresses on special occasions. Only the red cloak is sometimes incorperated into her every day wear. Her everyday modern outfits are edgy and always stylish, some examples here; darknyofrance.deviantart.com/a…
On the surface she'll pretend she's fine and happy, but it's a mask she's built over the years to protect those she cares about.
If you look very closely, there is a faint, pale scar which spans across the back of her neck until in line with her ears. ((!!HINT FOR PAST EVENT!!))

PERSONALITY POINTS



If her chosen partners don't watch their steps, their nights with Francoise might just be their last.
Francoise is on a path of revenge, to get back the people and nations who have wronged her in the past, she cares not for using her body and hospitality as her main weapons against her foes.
Takes rejection harshly, because underlying the never-ending lust and passion she puts across, there is a deep desire to find that one-and-only who won't see her as just another woman to lie with.
Also, she's prone to jealously, if the current man or woman of her affections is seen just too often in someone else's company... well, perhaps a nice little bottle of poisoned wine will arrive on the 'third-wheel's' doorstep.
Her family, especially Canada (Fem or normal), have a good chance of calming her down. Her genuine happiness comes from fawning maternally over her little children. She feels quite wronged in the past from when England 'took' Canada away from her. ((!!HINT FOR PAST EVENT!!))
On another note, take caution in calling her anything along the lines of a prostitute. If she doesn't find a way to dispose of you immediately, you might just live long enough to find out the story which began to twist her mentality. ((!!HINT FOR PAST EVENT!!))
She has an extreme fear of showing her darker intent to those she's grown close too.
She will not hesitate to flirt with any man or woman she deems worthy of her attention, however, she has slightly more class than her male-counterpart and stands firm on the right she has to chose whether she wants more than to just toy around with you.
Ultimately, she is still a romantic deep down in that heart and those deep violet eyes of hers. There is nothing she desires more than one day finding a real romance that won't flicker or dissolve before her very eyes.

EXTRA SNIPPETS



Wine, baths in rose petals, brimming over fashion magazines and sewing her own clothes all are ways she eases stress.
However, to bring about stress on the Frenchwoman, merely mention WW2, The French Revolution, Joan of Arc or Military Defeats. ((!!SO MANY HINTS FOR PAST EVENTS!!))
Another calming activity she enjoys is hand tending and picking the roses in the elaborate garden of her small apartment. At one stage in her history, she lived in a grand, large mansion, but down graded for the simple life on the outskirts of Paris. She doesn't mind that the apartment only has two bedrooms and one bathroom, the spacious living room, kitchen and dinning room are what matter to her inside, but what sold her was the perfect, large plot she could use to grow her precious signature ruby-red roses.
In time when she is not tending to her garden, cooking or shopping, Francoise will settle down on the sofa and read for hours. Her favourite books range from graphic romance novels, to poetry and then even art books. She once had a thing for writing poetry, but over time it's flickered away with a lack of inspiration.
She is also an avid painter and follower of the arts. Portaits are her favourite thing to paint, and at times she will drift of to her easel and paint the friend, family member, lover, or even enemy on her mind. Though some of her portraits seem to have... some very dark tonnage.
Music and dance are also two things Francoise prides herself on. She has practiced ballet from a very young age, and although in the last 50 years she has slipped off in training, she thinks it's about time she threw herself into training again. Music wise, she isn't confident on any instrument in particular, but has a fondness for singing around her home or when she's out in the garden...

THE DARKER SIDE OF HER PAST



Damaging Day Job
Part 1 Discovered by: Not-Apart-of-Italy
During a time of great economic hardship for Francoise's home in very early years, a demand was placed upn the Frenchwoman to help bail out and counterweight this collapse. She tried to find a job, to throw what ever she earned and pump it back into the economy, yet even though she was a nation, in a time of seggragation of the sexes, being female made her inferior and it was impossible for her to find a job. Francoise had nearly given up hope, before being approached and asked to model, at very high and reasonable rates.
This offer was what opened her eyes to the world of fashion and developed her sense of grace and poise that she naturally holds herself with today.
However, at the time it was detrimental to the Frenchwoman. In a desprate fitful attempt to fight growing fears over her appearance, she took up smoking as an appetite supressent and did not eat for quite some time, wasting away slowly. However, not matter how skeletal the Frenchwoman got, she would not die, as being a nation prevented such mortalities.
Eventually, somehow, one day she woke up out of this path of paranoia and self destructiveness which she dwelled on without even concious knowledge, not knowing how or when she had gotten her sense back...
If only she could find the person, whose shadow figure she remembers looming, whom helped her back from the edge of suffering...


WW2
Discovered by pubngo
Upon the capture of France by Nazi Germany, Francoise was feeling utterly defeated and beaten, digusted with herself that she had not managed to fight them off that bit harder, or for that touch longer. She was kept under strict surveilance, the German's complete prisoner of war. There were moment of growing paranoia as the weeks passed of her captivity, she grew fearful that the other Allies weren't going to save her, having vivid images of them all probably sitting around and having a laugh that the 'useless ditzy frog' was finally 'out of the way'. These fears grew stronger and louder with the German's encouragement, knowing exactly how to creep into the Frenchwoman's head.
She spent weeks uable to sleep, the only thoughts keeping her from cracking under pressure was that her people were still fighting and that somewhere deep in her heart she still clung to the hope that the Allies would come for her. Francoise eventually grew into a loud, snarky prisoner, always taunting the Geman and even once snarking about how the pathetic attempt to bomb England had failed, scoring herslef very thorough beatings on many occasions.
By the time that she was finally rescued, she was hardly there, but seeing an also battle struck England rush in and help her from the prison she's been for months, a light flickered in her eyes to keep living, to not let this defeat her. They had come, despite her fears... they had gotten there, and before she'd lost her head.





Blood is but a trickle thro’ her veins;
A tear – but only that it feigns
A look of sorrow; the sigh, she had to borrow;
To know, in acting hurt she all but reigns!

A perk of siren head to draw him in;
He melts – a waning from within.
Her clever snare: he marries with her hair.
But now the kiss - a taste of her cuisine!

She in torsion paints a torrid tale -
See her callous grin upon his wail!
- Be the torture, swallow down the pain -
His burden gone, no life must he sustain.

Revenge on Man! Her loss of trust had
Wrought an evil whored in lust:
The crafted vintage e’re the thrust
Behind her ill champagne



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((RPer supports FemFranceXThe World. So I'm not picky~ BD
Het, Yuri, it's all good.
...However Het FrUk is my most favourite~ >w> *wink wink, nudge nudge*

And, I prefer paragraph style RP, however I'll roll with script too~))

# Comments

Comments: 1669

Damn-the-tomatoes [2012-06-03 10:31:25 +0000 UTC]

He was walking down the street of Paris, telling himself that surely, he would find something to do in here if he didn't found anything out in his native home. Looking around to find a way to play or find something interesting, he heard a woman voice singing out, which made him kept looking around to find to whom the voice belonged to.
Finally seeing who the voice belonged to, it actually gave him a facial reaction. He raised just one eyebrow, not to say suprised but mostly intrigued that the singing voice actually belonged to /that/ person.

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To-The-GUILLOTINE [2012-03-08 00:32:17 +0000 UTC]

((jlkjd lI'm sorry I was so late to answer....;A; As I said, I had a lot of problems lately and all so I'm sorryyyy DX *hide*))

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APH-Player2Italy [2012-03-06 16:50:18 +0000 UTC]

((Here. Have a deranged cat. *shot * ))

The Italian flicked his tail, mewing in annoyance. There was only so long he could take being a cat, and he was just about ready to give up and go threaten England to turn him back.

Only he wasn't sure how well threatening him as a cat would be.

Sighing, his shoulders slumped in exasperation. He flicked his ears, looking around. Maybe he could figure out where he was, at least.

After a few moments, he decided to try the house he was just passing. Hopefully the owner wouldn't freak out.

He jumped onto one of the window sills and mewed loudly.

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thistles-and-kilts [2012-02-29 06:02:21 +0000 UTC]

A simple yet very relaxing afternoon. The sun was just about to set over the horizon in the distance. A Scot was there, in Paris, trying to arrange a reunion with an old friend. To his dismay, he, or should I say she, wasn't to be found. ...Well, quite yet anyway.

The redhead kept hands in pockets, a cancer stick perched in his pouting mouth. He'd been searching everywhere for the blonde. Where could ol' Francey pants be hiding off to? Shifting green eyes off a distance, he examined over groups of people. Still, no blonde to be found.

After a while more, the redhead decided to give it all up. With a silent sigh and the slump of shoulders, the Scot had made the decision to go treat himself to a drink. Well, why not? A bar wasn't very far off from where he was, and at the moment, it sounded wonderful.

Walking on while humming, he came across a decent looking bar. The outside at least looked promising enough. Opening the door, he stepped inside to see that it had been quite the place. A simple yet elegant setting. ...If you could consider a bar to be as so. A smirk tugged on the corner of his lips as he strode in, taking a seat in the back by a window in a small booth. He, as always, ordered a glass of scotch and ice. His most favorite.

Little did he know that the same blonde he was exploring around for was just in a booth nearby. Lifting the glass to his lips after taking the cigarette from his mouth, he rose thick eyebrows as dark eyes drifted along. Still, he was oblivious to the fact that his dear friend was there. With a shrug, the Scot kept drinking on his beverage like he would back at home.

((oh, hey.
you already know who this is.
B) hehehe.))

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Strike3-YourDead [2012-02-27 23:08:02 +0000 UTC]

"Hey there Frenchy!!" He growled and walked over his bat resting on his shoulder.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to Strike3-YourDead [2012-02-28 03:10:40 +0000 UTC]

Francoise's eyes sparked as she turned, resting her hands on her hips to give a distasteful frown in his dirrectection at the nickname. "...Moi name is Francoise to you America... What is it that brings you 'ere, hmn..?"

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Strike3-YourDead In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-28 03:55:04 +0000 UTC]

"Heh i felt like pissing some one off..." He shrugged and placed his bat beside him.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to Strike3-YourDead [2012-03-03 11:26:45 +0000 UTC]

Francoise growled, raising one of her perfectly manicured hands to rub at her forehead, as if the two seconds talking to Alfred had induced a terrible headache.

"...Do go away... I 'ave no patience for fools like you today... You will get no anger from me, only boredom..."

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Strike3-YourDead In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-03-03 11:34:03 +0000 UTC]

He smirked and watched her. "Well then we could do something fun?" Alfred shrugged, not knowing what to do..

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TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-02-23 10:08:41 +0000 UTC]

(( WHERE HAVE I BEEN?
But I gotta go ; 3 ; Ill answer roleplays soon! But I needed to ask you a quesstion~? ))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-02-23 10:39:28 +0000 UTC]

((...YES WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I missed you hisdogh-
Hope you're okay! I'll just be patient til tomorrow...?
...Le question~? Ask away~!))

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TurkeyDELIGHT In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-26 23:12:35 +0000 UTC]

(( Expect this week ; v ; Midterms have been murder for me! All these huuuge projects are due and gfbusdfvidsu

BUT YEAH

It's actually a question for my projects xD And I dunno anyone else who lives on another country other then America~ UHM, do you happen to have any mosques near your city . 3 . ? This project is about Islam in other places and such

and I know I kinda sound fbsduofbudos weird. ))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-02-27 06:38:23 +0000 UTC]

(( Ahhh- I see. Don't worry dear! I can wait forever! ;u; I know the feeling... it's the 5th week into term here and for the next 4 weeks I have 6 assignments due, all my half yearly exams AND a week long trip to Melbourne for boating... :'D But I'll get on a little everyday for dA. I manage to arrange some time. <3 Good luck!!!

mosque's...? Well, where I live it's more out in a coastal/country area. Pretty small but popular for tourists in Summer... the nearest mosque I can think of is in Woolgoolga... and that's about an hour away from my house. But, in big cities like Brisbane where I used to live (and want to move back to for Uni next year) and Sydney, I'm pretty sure I've seen a lot more. I remember we went on an excursion to one when I was in Year 4 of primary school to learn about different cultures.

Australia get's a lot of refugee's and immigrants from Islamic countries, and since we believe in letting people keep their cultures, cities don't have a problem building mosques if there's a demand for them. c:

...Oh! Just in case this helps, when I was in Indonesia, it was super interesting. One island (Bali) was completely Hindu, but then we took a ferry to another island (Lombok) and the prominent religion was Muslim. c: It's nickname is even the island of a thousand mosques~ They were EVERYWHERE. We even played a game while we travelled in the bus, the person who could count the most mosque's would get free lunch. X'D I managed to get 56 in a single car trip. I got woken up by the call to prayer every morning since I stayed with a school teacher and his family that lived across the road from one... They were all so beautiful. ;u; <3

X'D Not weird~ I'm glad to help out! 8D Hope it works out for you~ >u< ))

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black-chrysanthemum [2012-02-20 20:18:04 +0000 UTC]

"Francoise-san? M-May I ask you about something?"

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to black-chrysanthemum [2012-02-20 20:37:07 +0000 UTC]

The Frenchwoman blinks, smiling a touch as she notices Kiku, nodding quickly. "...Of course~ What would you like to know, mon ami~?"

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black-chrysanthemum In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-20 20:54:52 +0000 UTC]

He blushed as he continued. "Well, there's this girl... And she seemed drunk so I went to take her home and she... She kissed me and told me that she's in love with me... I just don't know--I mean, she looked sober when she told me that, but I'm not sure if I can believe those words... What do you think?"

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APH-Dark-Olsztyn [2012-02-18 03:38:45 +0000 UTC]

She looked over the French woman, "Hallo Frankreich~"

((I had to rp with dark-fem-france, I hope you don't mind~ o u o))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to APH-Dark-Olsztyn [2012-02-18 03:48:40 +0000 UTC]

Francoise blinked, turning her head at the greeting from an unfamiliar voice. A frown touched her lips as she raised a pale brow, really not wanting to deal with anyone at the present moment. "...Bonjour... What ez et zat you want, hmn...?" She asked boredly.

((Not a problem~ Normally I'm iffy with OC's, but I like to give every OC a chance at least. c: ))

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APH-Dark-Olsztyn In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-18 03:50:34 +0000 UTC]

((I understand, I hope she does come off wrong, thanks for giving a chance, usually everyone will shot her down first ^^"))

She tilted her head, "I'm not allowed to ve friendly~?" She asked with a light chuckle.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to APH-Dark-Olsztyn [2012-02-18 04:41:31 +0000 UTC]

((Not a problem~ c: ))

Francoise raised a sleek, pale brow, giving an indifferent shrug. "...Not much brings pleasantries, usually just business and such. But if you wish to be friendly, I suppose I can bear your company..."

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APH-Dark-Olsztyn In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-18 14:43:06 +0000 UTC]

She gave a light grin, "Gut, most people are so rash und just jump to conclusion, just because I'm not a player one doesn't mean I can't ever ve friendly~"

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NoLove-JustWar [2012-02-17 13:17:52 +0000 UTC]

[[ Thank you for the watch back~]]

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to NoLove-JustWar [2012-02-17 13:31:32 +0000 UTC]

((...You're very welcome. <3 I absolutely love your concepts for Dark!Francis... ;u; ))

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NoLove-JustWar In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-17 23:25:59 +0000 UTC]

(( ooh >//u//< that means a lot coming from you ; v ; ))

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Darkest-Preussen [2012-02-06 14:08:32 +0000 UTC]

"Hallo." The Prussian grinned as he stepped out of the shadow.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to Darkest-Preussen [2012-02-17 12:01:53 +0000 UTC]

Francoise blinked, tossing a glance over her shoulder, violet eyes lighting in recognition as the Prussian loomed forward out of the dark, a small smile painting the Frenchwoman's vivid red lips. "...Ah... Bonjour Gilbert... Well, it's been a while since I 'ave seen you out and about, non...? Where 'ave you been 'iding all zis time, hmn~?"

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APH-Dark-Canada [2012-02-05 00:06:01 +0000 UTC]

He stared at the Frenchwoman, "Bonjour mère~" He greeted with a small grin.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to APH-Dark-Canada [2012-02-17 11:58:37 +0000 UTC]

Francoise's deep violet eyes fluttered shut with a quick, surprised blink as she heard the Canadian's voice, spinning on her high heeled feet to flash a bright smile at one of her favourite former colonies. "...Aha! Bonjour mon petit Matthieu! Eet 'as been too long since I 'ave seen you... 'ow 'ave you been...?"

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APH-Dark-Canada In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-17 18:32:37 +0000 UTC]

He nodded, "Good I suppose."

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EnglandArthurplz [2012-02-02 04:01:14 +0000 UTC]

Hello...

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KINGofScandinavia [2012-02-01 11:45:24 +0000 UTC]

((I feel forgotten. =C))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to KINGofScandinavia [2012-02-17 11:48:34 +0000 UTC]

((...I'm so sorry!! ;n; I was on a massive hiatus!! <3))

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KINGofScandinavia In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-21 13:48:03 +0000 UTC]

((It's fine... How did the hiatus go?))

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Ask-maleBelgique [2012-01-28 17:12:47 +0000 UTC]

Bonjour! Seulment un petite question..

What's your favourite kind of wine?

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to Ask-maleBelgique [2012-02-17 12:00:30 +0000 UTC]

*blinks, raising a pale brow, before giving a light chuckle at the question*

Aha~ Bonjour... Belgium... 'ow 'ave you been...~?

As for your little question... I will admit, I am very partial to a fine glass of red wine~

But I do love ze white for more... classy occasions. Red is more moi daily drink, non~?

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Ask-maleBelgique In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-17 14:01:43 +0000 UTC]

I guessed as much. *chuckles back, nodding.* White wine is fairly classy. I prefer beer, though, but it's nearly impossible to make that classy.

And, well, I'm doing pretty fine, thank you for asking~
How are you doing, mademoiselle?

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to Ask-maleBelgique [2012-02-18 02:49:40 +0000 UTC]

*makes a face, wrinkling her nose a touch* Ugh... beer. I don't know 'ow you can all drink it... Ze way Julchen skulls ze stuff when we go out... it's just so... ugh. I could never like somezing so... bitter. but each to zeir own, I suppose~

*shakes her head of the topic of beer, before working a warm smile back to her lips* Very well indeed, mon ami~ Zings 'ave been a little quiet, but at least zey are peaceful, non~?

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Ask-maleBelgique In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-22 09:22:30 +0000 UTC]

Well, some beers aren't as bitter as others. But yes, to each their own.

Peaceful times are good, I agree. *nods happily* Great to hear you could relax for a while.

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CalienteSenorita [2012-01-25 19:29:50 +0000 UTC]

Hola Francia mi amiga!

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to CalienteSenorita [2012-02-17 11:55:48 +0000 UTC]

*gives a slight smile and a nod of her head* ...Bonjour, mon ami! It 'as been some time... tell moi, 'ow 'ave you been, hmn~?

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CalienteSenorita In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-17 18:44:01 +0000 UTC]

Si it has hasn't it? And I've been great, gracias! *hugs her* How about you?

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KINGofScandinavia [2012-01-18 20:55:45 +0000 UTC]

((*patpat*))

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TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-01-16 06:14:41 +0000 UTC]

(( ))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-02-17 11:21:16 +0000 UTC]

((...I LIVEEE...

JUST FOR YOUUUU- <3))

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TurkeyDELIGHT In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-18 05:51:02 +0000 UTC]

(( ; A ;
You dont KNOW
how much you just made my day right now



Welcome back ; V ; By Allah, I was afraid you'd never come back <33 ))

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to TurkeyDELIGHT [2012-02-18 06:16:43 +0000 UTC]

((YOU MADE MY DAY BY BEING ONLINE AT THE SAME TIME.

<3 <3 <3 >u<

Oh please~ I love RP too much to be away FOREVER. :'D))

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APH-DarkItaly [2012-01-14 03:59:24 +0000 UTC]

(( Here, have a Dark. *tosses Dark at you and runs*))

The Italian looked around the rather quaint village he had found himself in. Sighing, he frowned. Just lucky for him to get trapped in the middle of nowhere.
His frown turned into a scowl as he quickly walked into a alley. Standing around out there wasn't going to do anything. That much was obvious.

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to APH-DarkItaly [2012-02-17 11:55:00 +0000 UTC]

((YAY. DARK~ eue))

Francoise's eyes missed nothing, especially when she saw people looking out of place in the simple towns on the outskirts of Paris. Having wander out of her favourite city for a chance at cheap shopping, she had chanced to spot the Italian bumbling awkwardly around the streets he had no clue about. Seeing him duck into the alleyway, the Frenchwoman raised a sleek blond brow and tilted her head a touch, considering offering a little help.

But then again, she'd get nothing from the gesture, something which grated against her usual selfish, self centered bubble of narcissism. With a sigh, finally Francoise willed herself over to the alleyway, calling as she leaned against one of it's walls towards the exit as she called. "...You do know et is a dead end down zat path, non?"

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APH-DarkItaly In reply to DarkNyoFrance [2012-02-17 13:50:41 +0000 UTC]

The Italian snarled just as he hit the dead-end. "Who said I was trying to go anywhere?" he asked, turning back around to look at her. "I may just have been trying to get away from the people outside."

He crossed his arms, leaning on the wall and tilted his head. "Why don't you just come down here and join me~?"

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DarkNyoFrance In reply to APH-DarkItaly [2012-02-18 01:03:29 +0000 UTC]

Francoise gave a light shrug at his answer, an amused smile spreading across her ruby lips. "...If you run from zings et doesn't mean zey go away. Spending life in ze shadows does nozing, but if you learn to adapt... zings start to become much more... simple." She mused, edging off the wall and taking a few slow steps deeper into the alleyway towards the Italian.

To others, this motion might seem foolish, but Francoise knew sometimes to indulge in one's requests, it might make things easier. One thing was for sure though, stressed in the tight angle of her collar bone, she was prepared for anything. Even with the comfortable turn her life had been taking lately, never would she drop her guard completely.

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