Un [Accidental Voice]
Ah, monsieur- [There is a shuffling as you can hear France burst through the door, excited.]
I've seem to have come across something of interest over these past few days. A journal that seems to write in itself, of all things. I wonder who could be writing to me? Then again, who wouldn't want to write to me, the country of France?
[There is a muffled voice in the background, probably from France's boss, and he sighs a little romantically.]
I'm certain it is a woman. After all, who else would have such lovely handwriting, non? Je comprends this is a difficult concept to take in, but you must believe me. I can just picture her now~ the mademoiselle would be a wonderful person to meet and see.
[Another pause as he gathers his thoughts and lets them all fly out again at once.]
She is lovely and young, with beautiful long legs, a wonderful body and a bright face to accompany it. Blonde curls, blue eyes like the open sky, lips red as roses, and a wonderful bust to complete it. Sacre bleu, she is a sight to behold-
[He stops abruptly as he goes into a coughing fit, taking a minute or so to recover. His government isn't doing so great, as it's only been 2-3 years since the end of the French Revolution. When he speaks, his voice is quieter, and you can hear another muffled question being thrown at him.] Oui, you know the current situation- we are still struggling. I hope the people will agree to the treaty this time. [A pause, more muffled sounds.] Non, non. Ça ne fait rien. When the people agree to it, then we can rebuild.
[The feed clicks off.]
I've seem to have come across something of interest over these past few days. A journal that seems to write in itself, of all things. I wonder who could be writing to me? Then again, who wouldn't want to write to me, the country of France?
[There is a muffled voice in the background, probably from France's boss, and he sighs a little romantically.]
I'm certain it is a woman. After all, who else would have such lovely handwriting, non? Je comprends this is a difficult concept to take in, but you must believe me. I can just picture her now~ the mademoiselle would be a wonderful person to meet and see.
[Another pause as he gathers his thoughts and lets them all fly out again at once.]
She is lovely and young, with beautiful long legs, a wonderful body and a bright face to accompany it. Blonde curls, blue eyes like the open sky, lips red as roses, and a wonderful bust to complete it. Sacre bleu, she is a sight to behold-
[He stops abruptly as he goes into a coughing fit, taking a minute or so to recover. His government isn't doing so great, as it's only been 2-3 years since the end of the French Revolution. When he speaks, his voice is quieter, and you can hear another muffled question being thrown at him.] Oui, you know the current situation- we are still struggling. I hope the people will agree to the treaty this time. [A pause, more muffled sounds.] Non, non. Ça ne fait rien. When the people agree to it, then we can rebuild.
[The feed clicks off.]