[PRIVATE TO FRANCE][It's been a little more than two weeks since England moved out. He's run out of things to clean and fix up in the house. He... supposes it's about time to let his business partner help
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[His voice sounds more chipper than he really is, hence why no video this time. But true to his word he does leave the forest to enter the teahouse. Upon finding the envelope, he opens and reads it.]
[It's really nothing much - just some input on what he'd like the theme to be, some pointers and suggestions on number of furniture, placement, etc. The English man is nowhere to be seen.]
[It worked out well enough for him. He got it together and began moving the furniture about, just working on the place in general. There was plenty to be done, and the noise of him doing it which England could surely hear, but he hadn't yet come up to the door like he normally would.]
... um. Hi! [He waves. He at least knows what the other person just said. Theta hadn't said anything about non-English. Did he have the right house? He speaks with a lot of gestures.] I'm, uh... I'm John Egbert! I was sent [Emphasis on important words.] by Theta? Mr. Kirkland?
... do I have the right house? Miss Buckley sent me to deliver a package for him! This things looks really cool too...! Um... can you take it, or do I leave it here? She didn't give very specific directions...
Oh! Sure~! [And he pushes forward one of Theta's assistants - a commission from England. It bears resemblance to a faerie, capped red.] Gosh, I sure can't wait to start making these things...
Is he alright? Will you be able to get it to him okay?
[It's eventual that England comes down - looking, actually, better for the wear than when he left the message. He'll stop at the foot of the stairs, looking at Francis with surprise.]
Are you... you're still here?
[That... was not intended as rudely as it came out...]
[Action Forever]justice_burgerOctober 22 2011, 07:09:43 UTC
[America pads down with him, staying about equal on the stairs and hitching up to lean against the railing when England stops. He sees France and his awkward demeanor ceases, in favor of a grin and a small wave.]
[His voice sounds more chipper than he really is, hence why no video this time. But true to his word he does leave the forest to enter the teahouse. Upon finding the envelope, he opens and reads it.]
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...right, zen.
[It worked out well enough for him. He got it together and began moving the furniture about, just working on the place in general. There was plenty to be done, and the noise of him doing it which England could surely hear, but he hadn't yet come up to the door like he normally would.]
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You have company Francis, peering in vaguely through a front window, before quickly puling away, not wanting to get caught being rude.]
Hello? Delivery for Mr. Kirkland! Ummm, is anyone in there?
... do I let myself in...?
[Not a good start to his job... bluh.]
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Bonjour?
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... um. Hi! [He waves. He at least knows what the other person just said. Theta hadn't said anything about non-English. Did he have the right house? He speaks with a lot of gestures.] I'm, uh... I'm John Egbert! I was sent [Emphasis on important words.] by Theta? Mr. Kirkland?
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I understand English, monsieur. You 'ave somezing for Arthur?
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... do I have the right house? Miss Buckley sent me to deliver a package for him! This things looks really cool too...! Um... can you take it, or do I leave it here? She didn't give very specific directions...
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Is he alright? Will you be able to get it to him okay?
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But of course. He'll see eet eventually, anyway.
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Are you... you're still here?
[That... was not intended as rudely as it came out...]
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Oh, hey Francis! I didn't know you were here.
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Of course I'm still here. All zis detail work takes time, and I'm practically doing zis by myself.
[To make his point, he made himself busy moving the furniture around for what must have been the umpteenth time.]
Oh, and Theta sent you a leetle gift.
[He added, nodding over at the little fairy-like machine on one of the tables.]
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