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starspangledhero) wrote2011-01-26 07:57 pm
starspangledhero) wrote2011-01-26 07:57 pm
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[ America looks completely drained. Now that he doesn't have to keep his (questionable concept of) sanity anymore, everything he's been holding off for the past few days is taking its toll. Oh yeah, his facial expression might not exactly be the first thing you notice. And of course you know why.
It's because he's drenched in blood.
That's not an exaggeration. He's covered in it, even his face and hair. This is why your parents tell you not to run around the pool. You will fall. ]
It's not mine. I'm not fine, but not hurt. I don't wanna explain right now. I'm spending the night in.
[ He sighs and rubs his eye with the heel of his palm. You can probably hear a shower running in the background. ]
As soon as Namine's done washing it off her, I'm taking a scrub and going to bed. Might not be out for a while, unless the city falls into a new peril and needs a hero, 'course.
...Everyone else okay? Everyone in the city. Pretty sure no one's making it outta wherever we were without something fucked up. Man I'm tired.
[ Another shaky sigh, and the camera shakes violently as he moves to turn it off. He mutters something as he does, more to himself than anyone else. ]
I don't wanna think.
It's because he's drenched in blood.
That's not an exaggeration. He's covered in it, even his face and hair. This is why your parents tell you not to run around the pool. You will fall. ]
It's not mine. I'm not fine, but not hurt. I don't wanna explain right now. I'm spending the night in.
[ He sighs and rubs his eye with the heel of his palm. You can probably hear a shower running in the background. ]
As soon as Namine's done washing it off her, I'm taking a scrub and going to bed. Might not be out for a while, unless the city falls into a new peril and needs a hero, 'course.
...Everyone else okay? Everyone in the city. Pretty sure no one's making it outta wherever we were without something fucked up. Man I'm tired.
[ Another shaky sigh, and the camera shakes violently as he moves to turn it off. He mutters something as he does, more to himself than anyone else. ]
I don't wanna think.
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Beardy? He really has a beard?
[The image in his head of France with a beard is as hilarious as it is inaccurate.]
Am I in your friendship club?
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He can't exactly blur the line between young England and the one he was raised by, but he can reminisce. And he can pretend.
At England's question, he does exactly what he'd do to an older England: ruffle his dandelion hair. He can only hope this won't infuriate him enough to be bitten for this action. ]
'Course ya are! You and me are like the head of the friendship club. We're totally the most important. We got that whole Special Relationship thing, so that makes us like, super best buddies with secret handshakes!
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[Yeah, batting America's hand away and giving him a childish pout. He really hates it when people ruffle his hair. It's not like he's a little kid or something... But wait, what had he just said about secret handshakes?]
'Special relationship...?'
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Yeah! That's what everyone calls are best friend alliance!
[ America is starting to look excited. It's like everything he's speaking is fact and no one can dispute it. ]
'Cause like, I'm the world super power, and you're pretty big too! Me, you, and... [ he makes a face ] Russia. We were the Big Three, and we're still the ones with the most power and technology. Except, of course, we're awesome and Russia fails at every aspect of life ever but for some reason he's still got spy satellites and bombs and bioweapons and he's like a black abyss of evil and stupid.
[ rant rant rant. ]
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Really? We're really that strong?
[Future!him is starting to sound a little better.]
What am I like? In the future...?
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[ America pauses, tilting his head and staring at the ceiling. ]
You're kinda a dick.
[ WOW WHAT A GREAT START. There's a longer pause after this, which England is free to interrupt. He's trying to decide on whether he should go on or not. ]
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.....Am I really that bad?
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[ He wavers a moment, wondering if he should say it or not, and he decides since it's little England, he won't make fun of him for saying it. ]
But not at first. When I was little you were always nice to me, and you smiled whenever you came back for me. It was really good for a couple centuries. I was happy.
[ Wow, an admission he rarely tells anyone. He seems a little depressed again, but he shrugs it off. ]
But I got bigger, and things changed. We changed. And then you hated me until I came to save your ass earlier this century and now we're best friends even though you still scowl and smack me!