Francis is lying, pale-faced, in a puddle of blood.

[amour_coeur]

No, he is not dead. He is only on his way. He has been bleeding through his nose.

He has finally developed those photographs he had Picardy take; if any other nation sees them, it spells disaster for la République française. For they are all double-developed, and are all nudes. To some extent. Of everybodyBut he has walked into Headquarters,

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[happy_francis]

"M-m-mon dieu! Is there a doctor in here??"

France looks at the other France again.

"Is there a necromancer in here??"

[amour_coeur]

"Nnnnghh..."
Francis rolls over, opening blurry eyes. Is this--a mirror? Above him? He recalls the one he had installed on his bedroom ceiling.

[happy_francis]

"He's alive!" France squats down to inspect the other clone of him.

.........

"The blood came from your nose.....mon dieu..."

[amour_coeur]

"My... my nose?" Francis looks around him and notices the puddle. The color that is left in his face drains out.

[through_suez]

...

[takes off his keffiyeh and lays it over your face]

[it's a sign of respect for the dead, even if you don't deserve it you bastard]

[amour_coeur]

[groans and twitches slightly. Cannot see a thing.]

[hand reaches upward and grabs Egypt's leg]

[through_suez]

!!!

[kicks you hard in the side]

[amour_coeur]

Hurrrgk!

[rolls over; keffiyeh falls off]

Is this... a beautiful, bronzed young man I see before me?

[oreillesdechat]

[Has no words. NONE.]

[amour_coeur]

[Stares]

[Squints]

Ah, cher--are you cosplaying? Is that what they call it?

((ooc: i'm sorry, are you neko-picardy? :D I'm a bit fail))

[oreillesdechat]

C-cosplay?!

You're lying in a pool of your own blood and that's what you ask...?

Please consider your health!

((OOC - Well just Picardy, with the cat eared band XD Cause like... almost ever picture of him has him wearing them.))

[amour_coeur]

I am fine, my sweet boy... [cough.] Though I do love that you worry.

((ooc: ahh, okay. XD I'd met a Loveless-verse neko-Austria on my other account, and I thought you might be of the same.))

[tomatatas]

[It's... a dead man? Ha funny it looks like France. But with a beard. Haha.

Lovina kicks the frenchman in the side, testing to see if he's really dead. It shouldn't hurt that much...]

[amour_coeur]

Oof.

[Francis opens his eyes and--ahhh, amour...]

Cherie, darling, you look somehow familiar...

[tomatatas]

[It speaks French. It looks like France. And this place does have a male Spain.]

France?

[amour_coeur]

Mm, yes? [Holds out his hand]

[schloss_vaduz]

[Pales reasonably when she saw him.]

Herr Frankreich? [Kneels in front of him, slightly out of reach.]

[amour_coeur]

[opens eyes]

Little Liechtenstein? Please, do not get your dress spoiled by my... ah... I am terribly sorry, but have you got a handkerchief?

[schloss_vaduz]

[Reaches for her pocket to take hers out, extending her arms towards him.]

Here you go. Are you alright, Herr?

[amour_coeur]

Merci.

[Blinks]

Where am I?