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Entry tags:
- !route_29,
- *cecil harvey | ffiv,
- *china | axis powers hetalia,
- *dale cooper | twin peaks,
- *envy | fullmetal alchemist,
- *greed | fullmetal alchemist,
- *merlin | merlin (bbc),
- *spain | axis powers hetalia,
- actual happy post,
- drifblims like drifting,
- happy holidays,
- mariaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanne,
- yep still french
[Post 010] Forward-Dated to Christmas Morning; Video/Action in Violet City
[The 'Gear comes on pointing upwards and unfocused. It's safe to say that this is probably Marianne's fault.]
[If you happen to come across France, he's sitting underneath one of the bazillion springs of mistletoe in the Violet City Pokemon Center with his pokemon all gathered around him. Kai, Drifblim, and David all look rather curious, and Marianne looks... distracted by the mistletoe overhead. He had rushed to the counter upon waking because of the sudden appearance of a mystery egg in his bed. It looks something like this:]
[He's now been assured that it is, in fact, his to keep. A small, warm Eevee egg of unknown origins, but France doesn't look like he's about to question it. Actually, quite the opposite. He's got a calm, almost drugged expression on his face, and the Eevee egg is wrapped in a swath of white fleece as he cradles it in his arms. He looks very, very happy and, if you come close or happen to catch the faint sound on the feed, you would hear France singing from the carol Ah! Quel grand mystère! (O! What a great mystery!) to the egg in his arms.]
Ah! Quel grand mystère!
Dieu se fait enfant.
Il descend sur terre,
Lui, le tout-puissant!
C’est bien le Messie,
Roi de l’univers,
Qui nous rend la vie
En brisant nos fers.
[If you happen to come across France, he's sitting underneath one of the bazillion springs of mistletoe in the Violet City Pokemon Center with his pokemon all gathered around him. Kai, Drifblim, and David all look rather curious, and Marianne looks... distracted by the mistletoe overhead. He had rushed to the counter upon waking because of the sudden appearance of a mystery egg in his bed. It looks something like this:]
[He's now been assured that it is, in fact, his to keep. A small, warm Eevee egg of unknown origins, but France doesn't look like he's about to question it. Actually, quite the opposite. He's got a calm, almost drugged expression on his face, and the Eevee egg is wrapped in a swath of white fleece as he cradles it in his arms. He looks very, very happy and, if you come close or happen to catch the faint sound on the feed, you would hear France singing from the carol Ah! Quel grand mystère! (O! What a great mystery!) to the egg in his arms.]
Dieu se fait enfant.
Il descend sur terre,
Lui, le tout-puissant!
C’est bien le Messie,
Roi de l’univers,
Qui nous rend la vie
En brisant nos fers.
[Action]
Weren't you younger when I last saw you?
[The baffled look turns suspicious.]
Did the Devil make you older to lure me further into temptation?
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No?!
[Action]
You look like the Spain from my time...
[He jabs Spain in the gut with his pointer and middle fingers.]
Prove to me that you're really Spain, demonic Devil creation!
[Action]
( Ack! What's going on? Stop, that tickles kind of in a painful sort of way. )
Aye! Wait! I-- how?! I'm not a demon!
[Action]
uses Intimidateglares intently.]Who is your current King and what saying of his did you make T-shirts out of and did I buy one?
[And, yes, France did buy the shirt. He thought it was funny.]
[Action]
( A bit much? Yes, but he has to prove he isn't a demon!)
And he said a lot of things but--. . . you really bought a shirt?!
[Action 1:2]
Yes, I did buy a shirt. It amused me.
[Action 2:2]
I suppose you probably aren't a demon...
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Father, we are filled with the new light by the coming of your Word among us. May the light of faith shine in our words and actions. Grant this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen!
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Do you believe me?
( Could a demon pray to God? )
[Action 1:2]
Alright, you're most likely not a demon.
[Action 2:2]
Even though Hell plays tricks, I don't think it could imitate you this well.
[He hugs Spain with one arm, grinning.]
It is always a pleasure to see a good friend again.
[Action]
( When France leans forward, he leans back due to the closeness. He doesn't really breathe either until he's hugged again. )
You believe me! What a relief, I don't know what I would do if I was a demon. . .
[Action]
If you were a demon, you would probably consume me, somehow but surely.
I'm glad you're here either way. It gets lonely here.
[Action]
Impossible; you're never lonely, Francis.
[Action]
Perhaps not. But even I know the enjoyment of a familiar face amongst strangers.
[Action]
Then I'll make sure to stay around more often!
( Even if it's smaller and quieter than what he's used to on Christmas, Spain doesn't really mind it that much. But speaking of Christmas-- ) Have you thought of any names yet? ( By which, he means, for the egg. )
[Action 1:2]
[He purrs slightly, leaning to peck Spain fondly on the cheek.]
See that you do.
[Action 2:2]
I think I'll wait until it hatches to see what kind of personality it has. A name should match, for good luck if anything. Have you been thinking on a name for yours?
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I suppose. . . but it's so much fun thinking of names! Maybe Maria if it's a girl or. . . or Jaime if it's a boy.
( He's excited to think of names. Obviously, naming half of the world was not enough for Spain. )
[Action]
Why not something more exotic or memorable? That way no one will ever forget your pokemon is yours and yours alone! Make an entrance!
[Action]
But I like Maria and Jaime. . . And I'm not the one coming out of an egg!
[Action]
You're astounding. Utterly astounding.
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