...And Slowly, Like a Long New Thread....

[wacht_am_rhein]

Who: Germany (wacht_am_rhein) and Franziska von Karma (perfectasyouare)
When: Sometime after this post
Where: The Cafeteria
Rating: PG at the most
Summary: Germany re-acquaints himself with his lawyer...
Warnings: Excessive good manners and... riding crops?

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[perfectasyouare]

Franziska was nervous about meeting the man alone, she had to admit. She had just been kidnapped, after all. Who knew what sort of trick this could end up being. Even if he claimed to know her, appeared to be German, and promised her that he had some work for her to do (although honestly, she was still in the "panic" stage and not yet in the "keep busy" stage), it was still a very precarious situation. She wished she had her riding crop, or a reasonable facsimile thereof.

When she arrived in the cafeteria, she saw the man wearing an old fashion German military uniform. He was big, and yet, somehow, not entirely intimidating to her, although she wasn't entirely sure why. He didn't look friendly, necessarily, and she had no doubt that uniform wasn't just for show. But just something about him seemed...oddly familiar. Comfortingly so.

She stepped up to the table he was sitting at, curtsying politely the way Papa had taught her, before taking her seat. "Hello, Herr Ludwig Weillschimdt," she greeted, trying to sound as professional as a

[wacht_am_rhein]

Upon hearing her voice--unmistakable despite her sudden youth--Germany kicked back his chair and rose hurriedly, just in time to bow to her perfect curtsey.

"Fraulein von Karma!" he exclaimed, staring even as he greeted her. "I am so very glad to see you--to know for certain that you are all right