† Uno; Video
[She furious. Absolutely fucking furious. And it shows, Romana not fully realising the communicator's on, resting on a ledge as she rants away in Italian, face in a mean scowl. She's trying to rearrange her long, hip length hair into a bun of some sort, though it's made much harder by the inability to lift her left arm to a reasonable height] Fucking England, fucking America, fucking Germany! Stupid bitches, stupid fucking whores, it's not bad enough you have to all fucking invade my country, bomb my fucking land, make stupid Venezia fucking listen to your stupid ideas you have to find a way to fucking do this. You probably think I'm some fucking helpless girl now, who won't do anything. Like fuck I won't, even if you've fucked with my body I'm going to make sure I fuck yours up mor-
[Suddenly, Romana glances to the communicator, giving it another glare.] Use this, how the hell do I use this? It looks ridiculous. [Snorts softly, coming over and poking the screen, frowning at the picture it shows, before sighing, and running through the languages she knows and is willing (if reluctantly) to speak] Buon giorno? Bonjour? Hola? ... Hello?.... Hallo? [Ugh, German, it leaves a bad taste in her mouth.]
Stupid thing. It probably doesn't even work, whatever it is.
[Suddenly, Romana glances to the communicator, giving it another glare.] Use this, how the hell do I use this? It looks ridiculous. [Snorts softly, coming over and poking the screen, frowning at the picture it shows, before sighing, and running through the languages she knows and is willing (if reluctantly) to speak] Buon giorno? Bonjour? Hola? ... Hello?.... Hallo? [Ugh, German, it leaves a bad taste in her mouth.]
Stupid thing. It probably doesn't even work, whatever it is.