Nov 23, 2011 20:09
[Anyone wanna help out a damsel in distress?
He'll just be here in the middle of the city. Like he's not supposed to be. All running from zombies and stuff. He was headed for the library, and...well...
He be runnin', yelling into the communicator.]
SOMEBODY GET RID OF ZESE ZINGS!!!!
c: france,
c: prussia
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[He ran along a bit but he struggled against Francis]
Nae, ye git gooin' Ah'll hold em off!
[Because that was easier than facing you in the aftermath]
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[Wait - this bided him time to get a weapon.]
I'll be back! Be careful!
[And he ran towards Switzerland's favorite shop in all of Ruby City.]
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[He growled]
DINNAE COME BACK HERE! GOWAN! GIT OOT!
[He was silent then other than swearing at the zombies as he slashed and hacked them apart]
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{he may or may not have called up to tell Francis to stop. But he was grateful for the hits regardless. He swung at zombie after zombie, valiant like a knight. His hair blew a bit in his own breeze, his clothing swept, the blade was a blur as it fell on one undead after another. He looked like a true prince charming.... except more bad-ass and homicidal]
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He put another bullet through a nearby zombie's head, and watched his knight in gorey armor slash away.]
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...Ecosse...?
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Aye... ye olrigh'....France?
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Ye be'er git home. Comma.... [He'll escort you]
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An nae, ah'll be olrigh'. Jess wont ye safe tae...
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Please come wiss me. I don't want you to always 'ave to be so tough - be safe for once...?
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