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[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Okay. The Queen's latest mess has been cleaned up. Nobody's dead. Some of us have medals. [ Not that Batgirl got a medal, despite nearly being eaten by half a dozen vampire plants. Vampants? Planpires? Lame. This is why they should've been Frankenplants. ] That's fantastic. Seriously, thanks to everyone who helped out through healing, fighting, and defence strategies. It's great to know that if we never need to stage an emergency barbecue, apparently, we have the fire power to pull it off.

Of course, now that we're in the calm-after-the-last-storm-but-before-the-next-one-that's-gonna-suck-even-more, there's not much to do but sit and reflect. Y'know, on how we're trapped in another world, and everyone back home either thinks we're dead or missing or worse. I mean, me being here just proves everyone right about me – that I can't see anything through, blah blah, failure – and I've even let Babs down.

Not that I'm looking for free therapy or anything. I just want everyone to know that I hate the downtime as much as the almost-eaten-by-Eldritch-horrors time.

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[sororite]

[Now, you see, despite popular belief, the universe actually revolves around France. Everyone is always thinking of her at every moment and she is an important aspect of everyone's life.

So how dare England take a break from bitching about her?!]

Well, then. I won't say anything bad about her either. [Take that, England!]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

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I'm sure she'll appreciate that.

[sororite]

[Probably for the best.]

... No matter how much of a disagreeable bitch she really is.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ ] Then maybe you shouldn't be stealing her necklaces!

[sororite]

She started it. [Probably. The most mature!!]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ ] Don't make me separate you two.

[sororite]

That is why God created la Manche, He knew we would kill each other by now without it.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Well, if things really start getting out of hand, I guess we can magic you up houses opposite sides of the river.

[sororite]

We'd have to build another tunnel... Mais, please don't take our quarrels too seriously, I love her, really. [Empty words...] She is my treasured ally. [For a given value of "treasured".]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I bet you're one big happy – family? Are you guys family?

[sororite]

[Laughs dryly.] Once, maybe. I have many little sisters.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

And luckily for you, they all seem to wind up here.

[sororite]

Oh, not all of them! Indeed, hardly any of them! There's still many more... Not to mention all my little brothers!

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

You know the only way you'll get to see your brothers is if they're suddenly equipped with boobs, right? You feel up to dealing with that?

[sororite]

I already have once. Hmpf. I am certain that Seychelles would make a much cuter girl than Vietnam, in any case. Ah, oui, a beautiful young woman... Just like her maman!

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Yuuuup.

Should've figured it wouldn't bother you.

[sororite]

I am not so superficial as to let something like mes bébés sex stop me from loving them.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Well, that's a sweet way of putting it. Who decides on countries' genders, anyway?

[sororite]

Ah... It seems random, for the most part. Much of Europe is female.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Huh. Cool.

Hey, notice how I'm way less sceptical about this whole thing now? I feel like I'm growing as a person.

[sororite]

Have I given you any reason to not believe me, ma petite? It is not so strange a concept, is it? Humans have personified far more abstract concepts than us.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I guess not! And hey, my best friend's an alien. I shouldn't really judge.

Kinda leaves me wondering how old you actually are though, but it'd be totally rude to ask.

[sororite]

A lady never tells her real age, oui. [The answer is really, really old, Stephanie.] But I am still a spry, young maiden, don't worry!

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't dare to think otherwise.

Oh, who'd you end up picking for your Valentine's date, by the way? Not knowing's been keeping me up at night.

[sororite]

I ended up with a few offers... One madame I knew already, one lovely young girl whose skin was a peculiar shade of green... I ended up with Angleterre for a time too, in order to stop her from crying...