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[sororite]

Well, well, well, what have I found here... [France leans in close and peers at the vine.] It seems I have been abducted by some truly horrible people, non? How should I deal with such a thing?

[Taps on the mirror.] Le chaton a-t-il indiqué la vérité? Can you lovely mademoiselles hear me? Ah, someone as wonderful as moi really cannot be held for too long, I am a busy woman.

... Angleterre? This seems like something you would enjoy but if you wanted my company so badly you could have just called. Honestly.

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[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

Yes, you will! Explain immediately!

[sororite]

Well, I am la République Français!

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[Dead silence. And Vietnam's face, on the video, is this exact icon.]

[sororite]

Excusez-moi? Madame?

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[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[all right, all right... so she's heard some strange things about... a female America lately and...

okay, breathe, breathe, she can handle this.]

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[just... be ladylike about it. oh, yes! if she's ladylike about it, it'll be fine. it's... diplomatic. her boss has encouraged her to be more friendly now, so... he'll be proud of her if she...]

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[oh. never mind. well, at least she tried.]

[sororite]

[Startled, France jumps back from the vine and falls over. Heels are the most practical. She quickly gets back up though and glares at the mirror.] Très grossier! That was uncalled for!

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[k-kind of wants to laugh at that b-but oh! she's being ladylike! she's a delicate flower who is very good at diplomacy. very good at it.]

So is telling such unbecoming lies!! A-aah, are you aware that lying makes you uglier?

[sororite]

I am not a liar! [In this specific case.] And I am the most beautiful! Don't you know that screaming gives you wrinkles? And you really can't afford any more, can you?

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

You certainly share his appalling vanity, but I know anh France when I see him, and you are not him.

[sororite]

Him?

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

He thinks he smells like roses, but really stinks of wine and s... [her voice drops] sexual indulgence, and his hands can't be trusted to be anywhere proper. He's as shallow as a tide pool! I know France, and if you are going to claim to be a nation, why do you not at least pick one that is worthwhile to be?

[sororite]

I am not shallow! France is the best one to be, and I won't hear a word otherwise! Who do you think you are? I'll be telling Vietnam of your rudeness! [Because he will totally care.]

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[a 'tch' sound, to cover up the fact that she just wheezed in disbelief] You are currently speaking to the country of the great Viet people.

[sororite]

... Non.

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

Oui.

[sororite]

Non! I know Vietnam, he is a wonderful, handsome, young man.

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[Vietnam's face is instantly insulted. instantly.]

I am a delicate young maiden!

[sororite]

I do not care about you, I am talking about Vietnam.

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

I am! That is me!

[sororite]

You are not!

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

Don't disgrace me by telling me that I am not!

[sororite]

Vietnam is a male. I know this for a fact, I checked several times.