I have passed the doors of coldness ; 05

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[A guillotine stood before him. Presumably, it was his gift from the city. Though, it could hardly be considered a 'gift'. He would have much rather received his cooking supplies, or something less...gruesome.

Though there it stood, towering before him. Sharp point glinting as the memories resurfaced. Louis's head held before a crowd as they surged

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[hateslonglines]

[And he just changed the locks from the first two break-ins.]

France...what are you doing?

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[Poor Austria's house.]

Found you. [And reaching to grab Austria by the arm]

[hateslonglines]

I would appreciate it if you let go of me.

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I am afraid I cannot do that.

[hateslonglines]

Why?

[Wait somethings wrong...]

France...it pains me to ask you this...but are you feeling alright?

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[Stops and just stares at him.]

It is a little too late to be asking that, isn't it? When all you've done is make things worse for your...non...for my people?

[hateslonglines]

I haven't the slightest clue as to what your talking about.

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Do not play dumb, Louis. It will only make things worse for you.

[hateslonglines]

Louis?

France, what is today's date?

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The 21 of January, 1793.

[hateslonglines]

Your revolution, correct?

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[Tired, wary look.]

Oui...you should know that.

[hateslonglines]

Of course I know that. That revolution of yours made my people want to start my own. Unfortunately...actually on second thought I rather not talk about it.

In any case, it's no longer your revolution, nor is it 1793. And besides weren't you on of the few of us from 2009?

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Louis, I think you've gone mad. Though, I suppose that would explain many of your actions.

[hateslonglines]

I am not Louis! I'm Austria!

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Prove it.