Uh.
[What's this? It appears a young face has cropped up on the communicator, a bucktoothed, somewhat disconcerted looking face. He jabs at the screen, raising an eyebrow and giving the device a little shake.] Gosh, is this thing even on? [He shrugs his shoulders, sighing, and decides to continue on regardless.] Hello, whoever is on the other side
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France thinks this kid is kind of adorable in a stupid way, and as he, Francis, is everyone's brother, he might as well say hello.]
Bonjour! I-- [... oh this one doesn't seem too concerned over being--as he put it--poofed somewhere weird. That does make things easier.]
--Non, I'm afraid I haven't seen this friend of yours.
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He makes a face, trying to understand this foreigney gobbleygook he's hearing. What an accent! But just look at his face fall when he makes out what France is saying.] Oh...
Um, maybe you've seen a biiiiiiiig giant ball of black stuff in the sky? A big, grim, dark ball. Something very...grimdark.
Anything like that?
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But those are gone now! [ C: ]
Ah but seriously, non I have not seen your friend.
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Well, ok. [A sigh, and a shake of his head.] Could you tell me if you think you see her?
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Hmmm. She is your age? With a dark aura... I'll look for her! And I will contact you immediately if I do.
Ah...
You're so young, and you should find shelter--Eh--
--What's this about flying?
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