[AN AMERICA ENTERS THE BUILDING
And he's completely confused and disoriented, and he's not entirely sure where he is or why he's there or that unexplainable draft he feels. Though glancing down kind of reveals that he's.. kind of in a sailor's fuku.
...okay. What the hell, seriously.]Uhhh... guys? We didn't have some drinking contest or something
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Fret not, America, for the situation is not all bad! Samus Aran is also meandering through the halls, dressed in a rather flattering, light-blue sundress with white polka dots on the skirt. An incredibly strange thing to have and be wearing in this place but hey, it's comfy and nice.
When she sees America, she can't help but stop and smile. He doesn't look the type to be wearing clothes like that at all. She laughs for just a little.]
That uniform doesn't suit you very much at all, you know.
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Yeah... heh.. I'm.. not entirely sure why I'm wearing it. Or how I even got it on! Usually my outfits are way more heroic!
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What the fuck are you wearing?
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You! This is your fault, isn't it?! I knew ya were a perv, Iggy, but there's no reason to get me caught up in your fantasies!
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Me?! Why the hell would I have anything to do with that? [He gestures wildly at that outfit. If this were England's fantasy, America would probably not be wearing anything at all.]
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...because you're a perv. [Okay, might need another excuse. He puts his hands on his hips and shifts his weight to one leg, in a feminine pose that would make Poland raise an eyebrow.] And because you, like everyone else, knows how awesome I am!
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