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Zwei. [Video]

[Some of you may remember Germany. Yes, that's that unfriendly, disbelieving nation that was on the network a mere week ago, displaying a sour mood and willingness to yell at everyone and their pet rabbit. Considering he's been stuck on this island for a week now, still fails to understand the time difference between the present nations and for some odd reason is wearing this when appreaing on the screen... His mood is not one bit better than before. In fact, he looks ready to strangle someone. Just that that's difficult with plush hooves covering his hands. Tough luck.]

Halloween?

[Note the remotely dangerous intonation.]

What... Is the meaning of this? Who was that woman and where is she now? Also, who is responsible for this ridiculous costume and how do I take it OFF!?! [And he's only getting louder.] I didn't give permission to this infamy so I demand that my person gets freed from this-...this...THIS!

[His voice becomes more of a growl.] Unless whoever did this wants me to hunt them down personally. [And this is where a plush-hoof comes into view, shaking angrily. Yes, this would have been a fist. Only that a fist would be far more intimidating.] But once I get my hands on you, I sewar I will-- [But... Germany cuts himself off, glancing down at his ~~hoof~~ hand. His right eyebrow twitches. Luckily, his face is pretty red already due to simply being angry, so the rising embarrassment isn't too obvious. Oh, the humiliation.]

[He ends up quickly pulling his hand down again and clears his throat, continuing in a somewhat calmer, yet still upset voice.] What I meant to say is... I'm not going to tolerate this! Regardless who is responsible for it. I will find them. And they shall be rightfully punished! Unless they want to surrender willingly. If that is the case, this is your chance!

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[He raises a single brow at that.]

Look. I don't form alliances randomly and without knowing who I'm dealing with. For all I know, you could be the one behind this and I'm not inclined to do a potential enemy any favors.

[confused as to why he would think she is an enemy.] Why would I...? Wait you think I want us to all to be dressed like... like...troubadours?

[Video clicks on to show a female elf dressed like a weird pirate stripper thing. She is clearly unamused and trying to hide her costume beneath a cloak.]

Does it look like I am happy about this? At least you're clothed!

[His reaction on that view? He turns away and at least attempts to cover his face. Which is... Well. Difficult, thanks to his own costume.]

P-put something on! You're basically naked!

[Draws the cloak about her trying cover herself, while still holding onto the communicator. Any other time his embarrassment would have been adorable with the sheep hoof-hands, but she was even more embarrassed by her costume.]

So, if you figure out a way to get this horrible thing off, let me know.

[huffs, still a little worked up.]

[He's still flustered by the display, but his stubbornness prevails as usual. He simply doesn't look at the screen anymiore.]

Tch. We'll see about that. Just because you show yourself off like that in public doesn't mean I have to follow your orders.

[And he adds a slight growl for good measure.]

[Rolls her eyes and sighs.] I'm not showing myself off! I'm locked in my room hiding. I only turned the video on to show you that I wasn't one of them.

[clicks the video off, so there is only audio.] Better?

[Trying to to go back to being diplomatic and probably failing at it.]

[Well. That's better. He actually dares to turn his head back. Women... Why are they so... Difficult?]

The way you dress proves little. Trying to make the enemy believe that you're one of them is a commonly used tactic. My brother and myself dressed up as Americans once ourselves. England, for example, is terrible at disguising himself.

At this current moment I feel unable to fully judge who I can trust in this place. But rather than trusting the wrong person, I am going to trust no one for the time being.

[Has no clue what he is talking about. His paranoia is starting to get to her. the sound of her basically headesking can be heard over the compact.]

I capitulate, you can be delusional all you want. Forget I asked. I'll try to fins someone more sane.

[mutters under her breath] Humans...

You're free to find someone more gullible. [Pause.] But I'm no human, I'm a nation. Keep that in mind, please.

[If she thought she was confused before...]
How can you be a nation? You look human. Can nations be people? How does this work? Am I going insane finally?

[The last question was more to herself.]

What kind of question is that supposed to be?

[He's not asking you how you are able to exist, is he?]

Of course we are people. There's nothing insane about it.

I've never... met a nation before... What am I supposed to address you as?

[Yes it appears she is boggling and falling back on protocol in lieu of anything better.]

I'm Germany. Deutschland. Though my bosses changed my name into Greater German Reich a few years ago.

I'll stick with Germany... It sounds better than Ggr [says it as Grr]

So, you have people who control you? Or own you...?

[Yes, still wrapping her head around this]

Oh I am Nikaya Dreamweaver.

No. No one owns me. But I am run by my government, that is true. Normally I receive my orders directly from my boss.

[He nods briefly.]

Well. It's good to make your acquantance.

[Starting to get the hang of talking to a country... decides to treat it as if he was some kind of royalty... Not an accurate depiction, but easier than thinking he had people living inside of him... which.. no. She refused to let her mind go there.]

At least we're on civil terms now. Sorry if I was rude... I just can't be seen in public like this!

No, you can't.

[Yes. He blatantly agrees. And royalty is actually oddly unfitting, considering how Germany himself has little authority, and yet is influenced heavily by how his people are doing and even gets sick when his economy suffers.]

No woman should be this revealing. You should try to find something to cover yourself with. A blanket might do the trick.

[Because he himself had to wear a blanket for a bit as well upon finding himself here without anything to wear.]

There is a reason I answered without video and am currently locked in my room. At least you look cute!

[Yes there is a tone of pout in her voice. And it is probably the last thing he wanted to hear.]

Nein! Th-there's nothing cute about this! It's embarrassing!

[Yepp. That's like the very last thing. He actually flushes all over again. Germany is a prideful nation. He doesn't like being called... cute.]

[On a scale of 1 to 100, her social skills tended to be somewhere around the low twenties. In other words, she could really put her foot in her mouth at times.]

No. What I'm wearing is embarrassing! What you're wearing is cute.. and fluffy.

I don't care what you call it. It's still embarrassing. And that's final!

[Somehow he manages to glare again.]

[Normally she would be rightly intimidated by him glaring at her, he was after all a little imposing... but not as a big fluffy sheep. She does her very best not to laugh... which leads to a prolonged silence.

....[muffled snicker].....

S-Stop laughing at me!

....[Few more muffled snorts.] ....... Please.... Forgive...me.... sir...

[said very weakly and out of breath. It's been awhile since she laughed like that... sorry Germany that you were the brunt of it!]

[Glaring. Just glaring.]

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BTW I love Germany(the person) and sorry for the delayed response!

It's okay. We all get busy every now and then. Also... Who doesn't like Germany? X)

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