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['Use this.' If it only it were so simple. Austria is hardly stupid, but this device has certainly outwitted him. He can play some of the most complex compositions in history, but he simply cannot work his fingers around this modern technology. The buttons are too small, the interface unintuitive and he cannot figure out how to type in lower case
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Wow France.
No, no, he doesn't want anyone to have to deal with all this, even if they are handsome and elegant and pretentious bastards.]
Bonjour Autriche! I am sorry to say but there is little any of us, including yourself, can do about this present situation!
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You sound too cheerful! [Yes he is the fun police why do you ask. THEN SWITCHING TO ENGLISH BECAUSE HONESTLY FRENCH LEAVES A BAD TASTE IN HIS MOUTH:] Where are you currently located?
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What, Autriche, would you have me greet you rudely? This place is a stinking hellhole out of some freakish twist between Amerique's horror films and European lore. [He'll be depressing and blunt, but he'll do it with style. :| ]
Find shelter if you don't want something to rip you to shreds.
... Oh! I am in Discedo.
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A rude greeting would clash less with the situation you so brilliantly describe. [Austria is likewise concerned with style. He possibly needs to reconsider his priorities, but no matter. :|] Besides, I believe a greeting does not necessarily need to be either cheerful or rude. There are many options. [This is a completely useless conversation. He blames France.]
I will, shortly.
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Do you want information or not?
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...... especially not to France.]
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I have heard about some of the creatures. My sense of direction is as it has always been. [Pause.] By which I mean it is no worse than that of any other person's.
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Nations are humans because of chips put in us. They can be removed but until it is, you are like any other person! Don't believe me? Think on it long enough.
... Try to feel your land and citizens.
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Hardly.
[He opens his mouth to argue, purely on principle, then pauses to think on what France has said.
The realisation that he cannot feel them, as France said, is unsettling. He has to steady his voice when he replies:]
We are... very far from our homes, I imagine. That is why I cannot feel them.
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Different.]
As if I would say something so radical and have it be a joke. [You just don't talk about not being a nation. Every nation has pride in themselves and France?
France takes that and sails away into the sunset with it, marries it and then has little baby countries with it. Yes, Canada and Seychelles are made of excess bits of France's pride.]
... Anyway, whatever! Spero is to the west, across a lake, Discedo is to the west across from Spero on the other side of that lake, and then further east there are other wild lands as well as Dissimulo near the mountain.
Not that this will mean anything to you without someone else to help you navigate, but that might be of assistance all the same.
[. . .
He bursts into laughter.
L O L]
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No, I suppose you would not.
[So he married his pride? How predictable. : |]
I see. In order to -
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Anyway, France touched a nerve there.
He pauses, calms down.]
I do know which way is west, and which is east.
Assuming that the sun sets and rises in the same way as on our planet.
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What else would you like to know, Autriche?
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[N o p e he's not going to say thank you.]
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