[France... feels like he knows this guy somehow, like they've met before. Or a few times. Or maybe he just dreamed it. He's not sure. Still, he smiles cheerfully, a bit amused by the enthusiasm.]
I've never quite figured out how those creatures are alive, but the one that I know of has a mischievous streak. You might want to keep an eye on yours.
I have first-hand experience with a prank of another Porygon. I don't know if the behavior is endemic to all, though; it might just be that one's particular quirk.
[France seems to have frozen in that grand gesture, staring at this man for a moment too long to just be a delay in the 'Gear's video transmission. He visibly shakes himself before responding, still staring unabashedly but making a valiant attempt to be friendly by offering a sincere smile.]
I am the Republic of France itself, its land, culture, and people. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, Monsieur...?
I've never quite figured out how those creatures are alive, but the one that I know of has a mischievous streak. You might want to keep an eye on yours.
[A beat.]
Have we met before?
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Hm? I... don't think so? [Jesus takes a long and hard look at France but... Nope. Nothing comes to his mind.]
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I have first-hand experience with a prank of another Porygon. I don't know if the behavior is endemic to all, though; it might just be that one's particular quirk.
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You look awfully familiar, but I would know you if you were one of mine...
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[He eyes his Porygon for a moment, before turning his attention back to the Pokégear.]
... One of... yours? [It's Jesus turn to get a tad bit confused.]
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Are you a citizen of this Republic of France?
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[... WAIT A MINUTE!]
Wait... what you mean 'this' Republic of France?
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[France seems to have frozen in that grand gesture, staring at this man for a moment too long to just be a delay in the 'Gear's video transmission. He visibly shakes himself before responding, still staring unabashedly but making a valiant attempt to be friendly by offering a sincere smile.]
I am the Republic of France itself, its land, culture, and people. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, Monsieur...?
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[OK, he's going to answer your question first.]
Ah... My name's Jessie.
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[His tone is anything but humble, though. France's lips quirk upward a bit, his natural curiosity winning out now.]
Just "Jessie"?
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He just puts that aside for a while though. No use threading over that. At least not at the moment.]
Anh, yes. Is that... bad? [He never came up with a second name for himself.]
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