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[2013-03-05 22:36:11 +0000 UTC]
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The Dane looked at the other and winked childishly.*
" 'Ey there!~"
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Luxembourg took a deep breath, staring down at this plain white envelope she had in her hands. Stay calm Rebecca. She thought, shifting her gaze from the letter to the Brit's front door. Remember, it is the thought and actions that counts, non?
She gulped and slowly made her way up to the door, then she hesitantly pushed the doorbell button and waited for an answer.
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Ehhh, fine as it is.
D'ere ain' much to do d'ese days d'ough.
Per'aps d'a oh so lovely British lady 'as d'a ability to entertain one of d'eir favorite colonies.
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Mm, ya' know I 'aven't 'ad a nice cup of earl grey in forever.
I don' wanna intrude or anyd'in'! Ah, 'as it changed since I last visited at all?
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/sneaks up on
/stands there for a few seconds
/and then...
ALICE KIRKLAND I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU EVERYWHERE!!!
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/laughs like a fool, hand on his knee
/between laughter
I-I'm sorry, Alice.. I had to. You just looked so peaceful in the quiet I had to do something about it.
/grinning
(haha that's ok v u v /the lols)
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Of course I've forgotten all those stuffy rules-
No, no, I'm just kidding.
It's great to see you too, Alice! What have you been up to?
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Oh, yeah. I didn't see you at the meeting the other day, and I was a little worried. Something come up or what? But, hey, glad to hear you've been doin' good, old lady-
/laughs teasing back
Me? Oh, great, great. Lots of work too, and political affairs out the-
yeah, just a lot of business.
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{{This..account..
I have the urge to send you a lovely wall of text. :l <3}}
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{{-drops this here- <3}}
Dealing with a 1P was the last thing on Jacques's agenda, especially since he'd grown accustomed to living in the 1P's world, rather than back in the 2P's own isolated, darkened dimension of sorts. It was evidently much more common find just about every single First Player nation, and it was honestly getting both a little creepy seeing a duplicate of himself; Francis; and the duplicates of the others, such as Arthur compared to Oliver. And plus, it was just plain annoying, how different the counterparts acted with one another, easily compared to the story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, in a way, though far more twisted and a little bit more corrupted. Either way, Jacques hadn't expected; nor did he even appreciate; to see the Englishwoman in the neighborhood. He'd been on his way to Oliver's home, but had sidetracked upon taking notice of Alice, and for good reason. She looked too much like that British, female, red-head and pink-dressed 2P back in the 2P's dimension; no doubt, Alice was her counterpart.
Great. Just great. Another 1P to worry about.
Scowling to himself, Jacques reached into his pocket and fished out his packet of cigarettes and a lighter, lighting up the end of one cigarette and pocketing the packet and lighter. Holding the cigarette to his lips, the Frenchman hoped to calm his nerves as he inhaled the cancer, which tore at his lungs daily, with each puff or each intake of the smoke into his system. Not that he cared, nor would he ever seem to die from it. As long as Francis lived, so would Jacques. The 2P hesitated for several moments, debating on whether or not it would be wise to approach Alice, before he grumbled quietly in French under his breath and began to walk toward her, till the scruffy 2P was just standing a few steps from her, leaning against a wooden porch pillar to the side and glaring slightly in Alice's direction. He seemed all too nonchalant, as if it was normal for a smoking stranger to just waltz right up to one's house; on top of that, who looked as if he didn't even want to be there; and expect to be addressed politely. "You look familiar, cher. 'Ave I seen you before?" Jacques growled out quietly, though afterwards, he calmly blew a ring of dark grey smoke at Alice's face, in hopes of ticking the woman off at the first meeting.
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{{adsjakl yours is better ouo
/le frenchie smooch/}}
Jacques couldn't help but chuckle dryly as he eyed the Englishwoman, seeming a bit smug when she had waved away the ring of smoke. Just to spite her, the 2P briefly inhaled the cancer from the cigarette, before he blew out another ring of dark smoke at Alice purposely, the slightest smirk tugging at the corner of Jacques's lips. Despite how much he grew to have the 1Ps, even he was already enjoying the thought of toying with this woman for quite a while. However, his smirk faltered just slightly once Alice had spoken, and mentioned his name, no less; pft, no doubt, this was the counterpart to that disturbingly cheery redhead. Francis was absolutely sure of it, and the fact that she seemed to recognize him only confirmed his suspicions. "Oui," He replied curtly, his voice thick with that same, gruff, French accent as he watched the Englishwoman through narrowing, dark eyes. The faint, dark bags beneath the 2P's eyes did help with a spark of intimidation; if not, then it just gave away the fact he didn't sleep too well, if at all. Anyone just couldn't stay asleep at night if they had coughing fits from his smoking addiction for hours on end, to the point where he could nearly choke, now could they? Jacques paused for a moment, before he continued speaking, nonchalantly blowing another ring of smoke in Alice's face, really just doing this to see if he could annoy her for his own entertainment.
"And you are...? All I know is zat you're a fucking 1P, no doubt. But, I don't think I'm familiar with your name." The French 2P growled out evenly, though briefly, his tone could've been mistaken for a purely bored one. Bored or not, at this point, Jacques could get a fair idea was to who he was dealing with. If the redheaded girl from the 2P dimension was a bit like Oliver, then perhaps this girl was like Oliver's counterpart. They shared a resemblance too, that was evident; the face, and especially the emerald eyes were a dead give away. Though, Alice's smile seemed to irk the Frenchman for a moment, his left eye visibly twitching only twice at the sight of someone smiling. Poor little Jacques, unable to even stand the sight of someone seeming pleased, happy, or anywhere in between. This Frenchman never smiled; unless something was seriously wrong with him, or if that cruel little side of him ended up creeping it's way out, living in the remains of his torn and ripped heart pounding steadily within his chest. Therefore, seeing others smile around him was quite sickening for Jacques, to say in the least.
{{Please excuse Jacques's naughty cursing. ;u;}}
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Alice's eyes narrowed just a bit when she saw the smoke coming at her once again. She took a step back, noticeable enough to show her intolerance. She knew from the start that her conversation with Jacques wouldn't be quick and friendly, but not like she hadn't had to deal with people like the Frenchman before. All she'd need to do would be be understanding and, if necessary, blunt, and hopefully Jacques wouldn't cross the line.
When Jacques mentioned the terms '1P' and '2P', she had to do a little search in her memory. She did recall being informed about the 'second players', but she had never paid much mind to them, even if she was speaking to one right then! She was aware of her 2P self, and she wasn't very fond of her, but she managed to cope with her successfully. She knew she was the 'player one', but she didn't quite embrace her or any other person's title; it just seemed so arbitrary, so cold, so... impersonal, and it was why she preferred to refer to others by their names and not their designated categories.
"My name is Alice. It's rare for you to show up here, what is the matter?" she asked politely.
(( u v u it's alright, there's nothing to apologise about! I should be the one saying sorry for taking so long to reply. ))
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(( You are welcome :3 ))
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( Weh, so here's that starter I promised, yes~ I hope it's alright. ;u; )
For a nation who was thought to have no emotions, Gupta seemed to look rather excited to be visiting London. Not that he would admit it to his former charge's face, oh no. Not after his gaining independence from the Brit a few decades ago. No, what excited him about this visit was the rain, such a lovely thing it was. Now, he would admit, he did envy some countries for all the rain they received.
He paused for a moment, realization hitting him; Alice didn't appreciate unexpected visit's, did she- Hm, perhaps he should message her first? He knew he didn't appreciate someone just appearing at his home uninvited-
So, the Egyptian pulled out his phone, quickly typing up the message, 'Marhaba, Alice. Would you mind if I come over for a visit?' He clicked send, taking a moment to hop in a nearby rain puddle as he awaited her reply.
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[In Fact I shall drop a Starter right now~! :3]
The young Panamaian was sitting in her living with nothing to do, She had watched her limit of Tv for the day and she could rain clouds start to move into her country. Why not call someone up? She took out her cellphone and started to look through her contects, Her bright sea-green orbs have landed on the British nation.For a moment She had to stop herself, She remembered that the British nation used to raid her lands during her pirate days. She pushed those thoughts way for she knew that was in the past and that Her and the British nation were on really good terms. She clicked the text message botton, "Hola Senorita Alice~!" She wrote in her message. She held a bright smile on her fair tanned skin as she hit the send botton to the other female.
[I hope that works dear~ ; v ;]
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[Your welcome~! :3]
Clara was out in her garden tending to it so that she wouldn't become so bored out of her mind. She felt her phone go off inside one of the pockets of her apon, She reached inside her apon's pocket to pull out her phone for she had gotten a reply back from them.
"Clara Garica Rivera Santiago~!"She answered back still very cheery sounded with her answer. The Panamaian nation was hoping that she had remembered her since both their bosses deicied to be on good relation as as of late 2010. during that time, She was really happy to learn that more of European countries wanted to make relations with Latin America.
Clara still held a smile on her face as she hit the send botton on her phone so that the other may get her message. After she had replyed to the message, Clara went back to tending to her garden before the bad storm hit her country.
[awww your welcome dear~! and don't be sorry! I'm the one who should be sorry for such a short reply.. ; v ; ]
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Clara was just heading in to her house as it started to rain. She felt her apon giving off a little sound of letting her know that she had just just recived a text message. "Well...I was wondering if I could come and visit you Miss Alice~! Even though our relations are not the most actived I still would love to visit your country~!"The cheerful Latin American Nation replied as a bright smile as placed onto her lips. Even though she does have relations with some European and Asian Countries, She doesn't get to see them that often. Unless it is a world meeting anyway.
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Clara still held onto her bright smile as she read her text message,"Si! It has been a while since the last time I visited your home, well..ever since our bosses wanted to be on good relations and I find you really nice miss Alice! and Si I know that my home is very faraway from your home but I would still like to visit you!"
She said still smiling as she hit the reply botton to send her back the message.
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Clara was so happy that she could go to her country. As soon as she had her answer she went to pack her things right away. It has been awhile since she went outside of her home to see the other countries and She was very happy that this moment.
As soon as she had her things packed and ready, She drove herself to the airport with her passport in hand. A small flashback came out of no where there, It was the time her boss told had told that they were going to overseas to makes relations with The United Kingdom of Great Britian and Northern, also known as England. At that time Clara was still alittle a wary of England due to the pirate raids to her country so long, but for her boss she would go.
As She was watching the memory play out, she felt a small smile play onto her face. The next thing she heard was the number of flight being called, She hurried over to the gate that was just boarding to go over to Europe. Now, Clara was a little nervous because she had not really been overseas by herself before. Uusally her boss is always with her, but that is usually when relations are gonna be made.
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((horry sheet jefkckeoekdj your profile is just so.. so... I can't even find the words I just wanna say dat omfg I wanna steal your style and keep it somewhere where everyone else can seeeee ;//A//; don't be afraid of me I'm just a freaky otaku and shit okey? okey
but.. omfg
give me your style ;;v;
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((welcome!! ;//u//; ))
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[[ DROPS YOU AN RP BECAUSE OF THAT FUNNY RUN IN WE HAD OK SMOOCHUS ]]
Visiting other countries was always a great way to get all the friends you can get and create good ties, which was exactly what the Italian was looking for. England; in the middle of March. Rain poured from the gray that painted the skies of London, forcing Feliciano to have to use his umbrella. Considering it was March, the rain was cold, and he shoved his hands in his pockets, breath visible in the slightly chilled air. He had to get inside somewhere, or else he'd surely catch cold. Looking around, he spotted a somewhat familiar face; Arthur's sister, as he recalled. "He-- Hey!" he called out to her before running up to her. "Ciao, bella, do you have directions to the nearest place to stay?" he blinked a few times, inquisitively.
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Feliciano let out a slight chuckle. Seeing a friend around always brightened his day, even in the usual rain of England. Sniffling a bit from the cold, he wiped at his now red nose before he spoke. "Hey, you know, I'd like to catch up with you, I mean-- no sense leaving you here alone." he smirked a bit. Lunch with a pretty lady was never a bad thing; not in the slightest. "What do you say? I'll pay. It'd be my pleasure to have you join me anyway, bella." Feliciano held out his arms in somewhat of a 'come on why not' gesture. "You wouldn't want to live with the fact you let me get coffee all alone, sí?" he said smoothly with a bit of charming laughter on the side.
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"Me? Busy?" the brunette let out an even louder laugh. "I'm not here on business, I'm here because I like to travel and chat with lovely people such as yourself. London is stunning." Out of politeness and his own values, he held his arm out a bit more so she could be sheltered by the umbrella he had been holding. "If you think I'm ever too busy you must not knk w me well enough, signorina. We have to change that." he grinned widely, stepping forward a bit and then pausing to look back at her while motioning for her to follow him to the café.
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"Hn?" he looked back at her with a glance, lightheartedly chuckling. "You could say that. I'm on holiday a lot, in that case." Feliciano was never one to do his business right away and was quite the procrastinator. "A lot of the time I like to just go places when things are getting too stressful for me back at home. In the current economy, though, that's pretty unavoidable for everyone." They reached the close café when he held the door for her. Ladies first, after all. "That's why I'm here right now! Heh." the Italian closed his umbrella now that it was no longer needed. "'Course I wasn't exactly counting on rain. That was silly of me to assume!" Although he wasn't an idiot, he was the definition of absent minded.
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"Where would I like to sit?" Feliciano glanced around the room, scanning for open tables. That's when he spotted the perfect table for two near the window. Even if the view was rainy and gray, it was better than none. "I think I see a good small table over there. Of course, sitting there was up to you." he glanced to her, a permanent grin on his face, almost as if painted there.
"Tea, huh? What kind? It's on me." his smile was bright before, but it softened to a more genuine, warm smile from ear to ear.
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- (( Sooo, since I didn't get to say it earlier I will now:
BBY UR ACCOUNT IS SO HOT UNF GURL TWERKS ON PAGE ;UUUUUUUUU
I'm a were-weaboo pls dun be scared ilu
But no, jokes aside, I mean it! Your account is amazing and I knew I recognized your style from somewhere and then I realized you were that one really, wonderfully conveyed Arthur- I've been admiring you for quite some times so I think it's ironic we'd converse without me realizing who you were at first. I mean, I had a hunch but wasn't sure so I suppose this is my official hello-
So, yeah; ily smooches dun change bbu you're amazing. ))
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