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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 10:19 pm
 Tennessee shook France's hand and he had to admit he was glad the nation was being friendly and no longer pointing out he was a bit slow and meaningless. It was always nice when someone didn't say those things to him although he really didn't seem to mind. "America is actin' kinda funny lately... but he's always been nosey," Andrew said. He couldn't count the number of times the states had to remind America that there were some issues that the Constitution restricted to being under their authority and he couldn't get involved. His face flushed and he quickly shook his head when France questioned his relationship with America. "N-Neither. America is my country and nothin' much more than that," he muttered. "I think he'd get mad at me if I called him my father... and I dunno if even the Original 13 would call him their brother or not." Tennessee smiled a bit when France seemed happy to hear about Louisiana. At least he still cared about his former colony. "Much better since that New Orleans flood," he said, "We were worried for a while, but things are startin' to get back to normal. If you're as good as Louisiana at cookin' then I'll definitely try your food. I like eatin'." And he wasn't ashamed to say it. Andrew looked up when he heard Melody walk in and wrinkled his nose at her scolding him. "I told you I wasn't gonna leave Cherelle alone while she's upset," he said, "I didn't wanna leave her to get another shirt... and I didn't say nothin' 'bout shootin' the lobsterback now, but don't think I won't if he tries somethin' funny."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 12:01 am
The Grand Melody The Mechanical Freshman Melody growled at her brother. She didn't want him to shoot anybody. Her attention was brought back to France, and which she smiled. "Uh, thank you for letting me in, I guess." She said, stepping into the dorm.
{Out of Cherry Cake: ohgodineedtowritemore
Translator: French-English}}
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 9:32 am
 Seychelles
Cherelle Petit
Freshman
Seychelles was slightly surprised at this. Andrew and France were getting along? That was unexpected. She wasn't sure what she thought of this, but she guessed it was better than Francis not liking him. At the mention of food she had a funny look on her face. She never really disliked eating, and she knew France had the best food in the world, but she had eaten more than she realized back at Georgia's. She knew without turning away from Francis that it was Melody who came in. She hadn't realized that she had followed them, instead of staying with Texas.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 9:34 am
 There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
JuniorStill moody from his predicament with Alfred, the brit used Leah's visit as an excuse for him to leave. He had already asked (ordered) Cherelle to lunch the night before and he wasn't going to break that appointment. After all he was a gentleman. Arhtur probably would of called first but he once again left it in the room, also figured that it would be easier to find her at the dorm. I believe she is staying with that wine-buffoon. Sure enough he found the dorm... with the door open? Luckily he missed the 'lobsterback' comment. Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear. "I have a scheduled lunch with Cherelle." he said bluntly walking into the room. Since he knew everyone that was in the room, he skipped formalities. He kept a neutral expression, hoping to cover up his emotional stance from earlier. Of course the only one that could see right past this mask would be France. There was a time when he was younger that would run to Francis crying, but that was long ago. If anyone got close enough to him, they could smell the scent left by Scotland.  I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:35 am
 Seychelles
Cherelle Petit
Freshman
Seychelles jumped, hearing a familiar voice,accompanied by the sound of another person entering the dorm. She looked up at the clock. Was it lunch already? It was true. "Bonjour Arthur." She said nervously. She hesitantly pulled away from Francis.
[O.O.C.:Cute picture is cute? It was refusing to cooperate earlier.]
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 4:16 pm
The Grand Melody The Mechanical Freshman The Wolverine State turned her head to the newcomer. Rather, he didn't even knock or anything so it was like intruder. She would've started scolding him if she hadn't of seen who he was. She took an irritated look. He smelled horribly. She could easily smell the scent of smoke left on him from adapting to the cheap kind that was always sold in her state. She had just walked in, and she was kinda close to him since she just stepped in as well. Something was off. She was used to seeing the Gentleman side of him. "You reek of cigarettes...the high quality kind." Gah, she hated the smell. "Is America influencing you to smoke?" She asked.
{Out of Cherry Cake:
Translator: French-English}}
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 7:41 pm
 François BonnefoyThe Senior that Needs No Introduction~!****************************************************************************** France was about to respond when he heard.... Him. No. It wasn't him. It was what he said.
"I have a scheduled lunch with Cherelle."
Francis froze, eyes wide and face gone pale. He looked down to the girl whom he was hugging. Finally, his lip trembled before he broke out into tears and clung to Cherelle just as she let go of him. "Quoi?! Noooooo! Vous ne pouvez pas aller avec lui! Il est un être humain terrible! Oh, s'il vous plaît me dire qu'il raconte des mensonges! Il ne ment pas, fait-il? Oh, les Seychelles! Vous avez cassé votre frère, le coeur!" he then looked up to Arthur, tears still in his eyes but a bit of a deadly glare to them as he clung to his sister.
"As if I would let a punk like you influence my little sister to do bad things again! I certainly won't let you force her to go with the likes of you! You'll have to take her from my cold dead 'ands before I would let you lay a finger on my sister again!"
Translations
French >> English
Quoi?! Noooooo! Vous ne pouvez pas aller avec lui! Il est un être humain terrible! Oh, s'il vous plaît me dire qu'il raconte des mensonges! Il ne ment pas, fait-il? Oh, les Seychelles! Vous avez cassé votre frère, le coeur! = What! Noooooo! You can not go with him! It is a terrible human being! Oh, please tell me that he tells lies! It does not lie, does it? Oh, the Seychelles! You've broken your brother's heart!
Out. Of. Champagne. :: His freak out over Seychelles? Think of Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club. ******************************************************************************
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 8:22 pm
Tennessee's expression darkened a bit when England entered the room and informed them of his purpose. The state shifted unhappily and clenched his fists, but Andrew remembered the lunch date Arthur demanded during the party. Cherelle had agreed to go, hadn't she? The African nation didn't make any effort to argue so maybe she wanted to go with him. He respected Seychelles to make her own decisions about whose company she kept, but that didn't mean he had to like it... ... Then France freaked out and started babbling something in French that didn't sound good even though he might as well have been speaking in tongues. Andrew was nervous and alarmed as he looked between the nations. Was Seychelles in danger? What was happening? Francis' little English speech certainly didn't calm nor reassure him one bit. What kind of bad things had England done to Cherelle that upset her brother so much!? Like hell Andrew was going to let anyone dangerous hurt Seychelles! The state didn't even consider the dangers of going up against England as he put himself directly between the two island nations. He was unarmed, already scratched up and outclassed by a world power, but Tennessee's expression was hard and firm. The boy was all but daring Arthur to take another step towards Seychelles and France.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:34 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
Junior The brit turned to Melody and gave a slight chuckle as if amused by her her comment. "I don't mean to be rude, its just that Alfred said something similar earlier only the opposite. I'm afraid that I forgot to switch to another shirt that wasn't tainted by my older brother's bad habit while I was at the dorm." Apparently Melody wasn't aware of Arthur smoking casually every now and then. Arthur became irritated with Francis' expression that looked like he was about to burst into tears. "What the bloody hell are you winning about, frog? And what do you mean by 'again'? I haven't done anything bad towards her, unlike some pervert like you!" he huffed. Yes he made her his territory and treated her like he would anyone else. The next thing he knew, a boy stood between him and the two nations. He studied him curiously. Now where had he seen him before. Oh right, he was that runt of a state from back then... England looked to him with eyes that showed he could careless and that he was in a class far lower from the brit. I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 11:40 pm
The Grand Melody The Mechanical Freshman Melody smiled. Maybe he was just in a bad mood from being in this dorm. She never knew why they hated eachother so much. That's when she noticed France, and Tennessee. France was being super dramatic. As usual. Andrew was being super protective. As usual. What side to pick? Obviously, you would deny the side which is overpowered and go to the other side. Because something awesome always happened and rewarded you to your kindness. Duh. Or maybe she was just watching too much anime. She knew this was nothing but Francis being overly dramatic and that it wasn't anything serious. Or was it? Nope. As she stepped behind Arthur, she felt as if she were betraying her brother.
{Out of Cherry Cake:
Translator: French-English}}
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 2:54 pm
The State of Tennessee
Andrew S. Hickory //////////////////////////////// This was a bad idea. Openly confronting a nation as powerful as England without any weapons or back up was a terrible idea. Tennessee had fought the British Army several times and had won every battle, but that was out in the American frontiers where he had a home-field advantage of sorts. It was such a bad idea, but France's words were ringing in his ears. Had England done something to Cherelle? Now that he thought about it, when Andrew lead her away during the dance she had mentioned the boy was saving her. The Volunteer State's fists clenched tighter at the thought of him taking advantage of Seychelles. True, he knew nothing about her nation, but she seemed like such a peaceful and gentle girl the thought of anyone hurting her nearly made Andrew sick. Tennessee hesitated when he saw Melody take a position behind England. His stoic expression barely changed other than a slight tensing around his eyes at her betrayal. It was one thing if she disagreed with him or even tried to stop him from fighting Arthur, but for his little sister to side against him hurt more than he wanted to admit. "France said you ain't allowed to take his sister," Andrew said in a calm but firm voice as he refocused his attention on England. "I think you should listen to her brother's wishes and leave." //////////////////////////////// Grade 9
The Volunteer <>
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:12 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
Junior "I don't believe that is any of your business, young man. Also I asked Cherelle last night and she agreed to it and if Francis has a problem with it than he should talk to her about it. Unless…” he grinned towards France in a not so friendly way. “he wants to relive the 100 years war.” He threatened. “And as I recall he was the one that came to me begging to sign a calendar that turned out to be a marriage form.”I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 5:44 pm
François BonnefoyThe Senior that Needs No Introduction~! ****************************************************************************** Francis appreciated Andrew siding with him (and a little hurt that Melody went with England), but he knew this was between him and Arthur. He let go of Seychelles and put a hand on Tennessee's shoulder and shook his head. "As much as it makes me say it, and believe me, it does, the scone muncher is right. This has nothing to do with you, young man. As for you, crooked teeth." He looked up to Arthur with a dead serious expression as though he wasn't going to back down. "I have taken you on many times before. What makes you think I won't claim your a** in the name of France once more. If it means making sure my sister is not going out on this lunch date with you against her will, then I will gladly plant my flag all over you once more! And for your information, you knew full well I was desperate for money and wouldn't give it to me! There was no other way! Besides, you were the wife, so honhonhon~!"
Translations
French >> English
Out. Of. Champagne. :: ******************************************************************************
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 7:01 pm
The State of Tennessee
Andrew S. Hickory //////////////////////////////// Andrew gave a faint start and glanced back at France when he put his hand on the boy's shoulder. He lingered just a moment and his gaze darted warily back to England, but Tennessee backed off knowing it wasn't a state's place to argue among nations. He retreated a few steps but still kept himself between Arthur and Cherelle since he didn't honestly know what kind of danger this man was to her. Tennessee watched as France and England began to bicker, but his eyes eventually drifted to rest on Melody. He just stared at his fellow state and couldn't bring himself to be even angry at her for siding against him. Maybe it wasn't all that strange Michigan wouldn't feel any comradery with him. They both came from different regions and had always had different views on politics and lifestyles. Still, it would have been nice to think being part of the same country and family might have at least swayed her to talking to him about it first before drawing a line in the sand. Andrew's expression remained neutral like it usually did, but his eyes stung from his sister's betrayal. //////////////////////////////// Grade 9
The Volunteer <>
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 7:23 pm
The Grand Melody The Mechanical Freshman Melody felt so guilty. She looked over at Andrew, and immediatly wished she hadn't. Was he angry with her? Saddened? Why would he be any of those things? She had only stepped behind the European Island because she thought it would be fair if it was even. She didn't know that it would rise into something so serious. She took off her glasses, they were getting foggy anyway. She smiled and tilted her head. "Why don't you let Cherelle choose?" Let the victim choose the punishment. "America is a free country, unlike what it used to be." So that could sound cruel, since she was basically mocking Arthur. "And she's not a child anymore, Francis. I don't see why you guys are fighting about something so trivial. Just let her choose~!" And she said all that in a happy voice.
{Out of Cherry Cake:
Translator: French-English}}
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