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[seniorfilia]

[Good mo~rning, Mayfield! It's another beautiful day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and a certain new arrival was very confused when he woke up in the most comfortable bed he'd ever never seen before.

Creeping downstairs, France examines his surroundings but pretty much everything looks foreign to him, even the floor. Eventually, he

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[tuna_surprise]

The voice is a little strange....but....Can it be? She'd nearly given up hope of ever seeing him again.]

France? Is...Is that really you?

[seniorfilia]

Oui, mademoiselle, I am France.

[tuna_surprise]

You- You're really back! I was starting to think I'd never see you again....

[She's so happy right now. Too bad she's about to get all her dreams crushed....]

[seniorfilia]

[Broken hearts are his specialty no matter the year, it seems.] ... My apologies.

[tuna_surprise]

Are you okay? Is there anything you need? Are you still in the same house now, or did they put you somewhere else?

[seniorfilia]

Ah, la maison is different but- Sorry, mademoiselle, what did you say your name was again?

[tuna_surprise]

This is.... Seychelles. Do I sound that different over the phone?

[seniorfilia]

[Seychelles Seychelles by the sea shore... Okay, no bells are being rung, time to give up on being polite.] Where did we meet again?

[tuna_surprise]

What... What do you mean? You- I was... your colony.

[seniorfilia]

Colony? I don't have anything like that!

[tuna_surprise]

What are you talking about? You've had lots of colonies.

[She wonders if she made a mistake and he is still droned or something.]

Me, Canada, Morocco, Cameroon....

[seniorfilia]

Never heard of them.

[tuna_surprise]

But..... You are France, right? How can you not remember...?

[seniorfilia]

Oui, I am le Royaume de France.

[tuna_surprise]

Wait.... le Royaume?

[Is he serious? But that would mean...]

What.... What year is it?

[seniorfilia]

It's 1077.