03; video; english

[spiffingtea]

[The screen flickers onto not England, but onto the outskirts of one of the houses in Dissumulo, namely America's house. It's just a patch of land, but if you look closely, there's something lurking around as a shadow in a background.

Offscreen, a voice can be heard.]

Furry bastard isn't going to get bloody far around here, trust me. [He chuckles,

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[eroslegy]

You shoot?

[spiffingtea]

Ahah, Yes?

[He rubs the back of his neck. He thinks he recognises Hungary, but she looks a little different. He's still going to go shy!polite around females (or what he assumes is one) no matter what, though.]

[eroslegy]

( She does indeed look different, and her english is HEAVILY accented. ) That is great! Ve should have a contest some time!

[spiffingtea]

.. Aheh. Yes. Sure. Of course.

[eroslegy]

I vill vin. But it's nice to see people who like archery! ( hungarian horse archers are famous… and scary… )

[spiffingtea]

[England just nods, politely.]

[eroslegy]

Do you usually use one that large?

[spiffingtea]

Eh...

I do, but I can use others. This is just my preferred one.

[eroslegy]

It has a long range, doesn't it? That's useful! But I prefer shortbows.

[spiffingtea]

Mhm. I prefer longbows.

[... It feels weird talking to Hungary like this. He kind of shuffles awkwardly.]

[eroslegy]

As long as you don't have to move… ( she's trying to keep the conversation going… but she's definitely noticing the vibe. )

[spiffingtea]

S-So uh. My dear. What year is it for you? And I don't have to move, as long as you're good at being hidden.

[eroslegy]

It is 1552. Vait! ( she's probably only met him once or twice, when he - and she - were small. ) Do I know you?

[spiffingtea]

A-Ah, yes... You probably do. England?

[eroslegy]

Seriously?

[spiffingtea]

Y-Yes, why?