Characters: Germany, Franziska von Karma Location: Franziska's apartment (Casualty Communal8N) Rating: Gen...? Time: 10am Description: Germany promised Franziska he would acquire leather for her at the butcher's. He delivers.
She was waiting for that knock. She wasn't fully convinced that Germany was who he claimed to be. She wasn't convinced at all. But Death City was a place where little gray people can't spell and ponies can talk. Normal logic does not apply here. And it was nice of him and Prussia to watch over their citizens, which she was - if she believed them.
(She didn't. If anyone asked, the whole concept of anthropomorphic countries was entirely foolish and only foolish fools would foolishly believe in their foolish existence.)
She opened the door after precisely three knocks and greeted Germany with a bow. "Good morning, Bundesrepublik Deutschland."
"Good morning," he said in German, automatically reverting to Deutsch when he knew the other person could understand it. He bowed back, but it was difficult given the cast his right arm was in. Germany picked up the large bag of leather on the floor at his feet instead.
"I have brought you your leather," Germany added, stating the obvious as always. "But I was uncertain which type you prefer, so I procured many types."
Yes, she had boasted about being able to make a whip but it was mostly because she had confidence in wielding, maintaining and repairing hers. She never made one before but how hard could it be?
From the looks of it? The materials selection process was in itself hard. Germany had brought too many types of leather. She trusted him to know what type she needed, since he offered to make the whip himself, but no.
"You procured all of that from the butcher's?" she asked, also reverting to Deutsch since he was talking to her in that language.
"Yes, this morning. Most of them have been machine-dried, but there are still some that you will have to spread under the sun." Technically, she could make a whip out of any of these, but Germany did not know which she liked best and had admittedly been overexcited to purchase them for his citizen. "If none of these prove suitable, I shall look elsewhere."
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(She didn't. If anyone asked, the whole concept of anthropomorphic countries was entirely foolish and only foolish fools would foolishly believe in their foolish existence.)
She opened the door after precisely three knocks and greeted Germany with a bow. "Good morning, Bundesrepublik Deutschland."
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"I have brought you your leather," Germany added, stating the obvious as always. "But I was uncertain which type you prefer, so I procured many types."
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From the looks of it? The materials selection process was in itself hard. Germany had brought too many types of leather. She trusted him to know what type she needed, since he offered to make the whip himself, but no.
"You procured all of that from the butcher's?" she asked, also reverting to Deutsch since he was talking to her in that language.
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