voicetesting ;; On his reserve to Holly Heights

[itsteatime]

...Really. You couldn't find a more productive thing to be doing, miss Mundane.

[ Sighs. ]

Your schedule is truly hectic and you should be bloody well focusing on that rather than sending me to some quaint little place with... ugh.. that damned disgusting frog... and what in the sodding hell is with Hong Kong planning to explode my couch?!

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[amant]

You mention me because you care, non? Still, you should try to be less irritable. Perhaps your mun does this to make you cross? It certainly isn't a daunting task, is it?

[Casually, he continues] In all seriousness, there are worse places she could send you. Be grateful!

[Like he can seriously talk...]

[itsteatime]

...Why on earth would I honestly care about you? I said it because I absolutely despise the bloody idea, you git.

I'm not sure why she's doing this but I suppose it might be just that.. there's more to it than you think. Doubt you'd understand it.

[ Cue the eyeroll and his arms crossing over his chest. He's just moody because he'd been taken from something important All that abandoned embroidery.. ]

Right. She's told me of some of those 'horror' games and I told her off for each damned one, and then suddenly she gets this daft idea to pick this one and does this without my damn permission...

[amant]

Some say that beggars cannot be choosers. I am sure you will have tea to those impressive [He wants to say ridiculous] brows of yours. Who knows what a man like yourself will manage to get into?

A book club needs your biting opinion, I am positive!

agh. i'm so late. sorry ;;

[itsteatime]

[... and this is why he can't stand you, France. Except the prospect of having tea there does sound good.

Here he is, trying to not let his anger show and failing miserably.]

Hardly. I do enjoy good books but there would be more pressing matters I will be seeing to once I possibly arrive in that 'place'. Surely whatever it is will be better than what a perverted frog like you would ever manage to do in that place.

I'm sure a tart little brothel will appreciate your company, more than anyone else.

[amant]

[Come dear, he's just trying to engage in conversation.]

You land in a place that is seemingly normal... I am saying this for you, because I worry that your nerves will make you implode one day -- and I am not cleaning that mess up! It might be good for you to just relax for a little while before you don the detective outfit again ouais?

Your paperwork will not miss you that much.

[Ignoring the tarty brothel comment, jerk.]

apologies for the late ;;

[itsteatime]

You don't need to worry about me, you damned frog. [ Sighs irritably. ] I'm going to be just fine whether I relax or not, got it?

[ Scoffing at the idea of actually 'imploding' from nerves as it's just preposterous to him. He seems to be somewhat calming down just a touch, however. ]

The paperwork is the least of my worries. Honestly, I do think about more things than just my work, idiot.

[bauhinia]

It's just like, an experiment, okay?

[itsteatime]

An experiment to prove WHAT exactly?!

I'd really like to know the reasons for doing something so ridiculously idiotic like that.

[bauhinia]

It proves that your couch is totally flammable.

[itsteatime]

You git! That is not a plausible reason to go exploding my damned furniture!

Can't you do that to someone else's if you're just doing it for something so ridiculously pointless like that?

[bauhinia]

You are seriously grumpy. How d'you know you're even gonna like that couch? I could be doing you a favor, y'know.

[itsteatime]

That's not the bloody point.

It's still furniture and I would have to go out, buy another one AND clean up the mess.

[ An irritable sigh and he crosses his arms over his chest. ]

If I decide I don't like it then maybe there's a possibility I might let you do it but until then don't go assuming people's couches are there to put things in to explode them, alright?

[bauhinia]

Technically I didn't do it yet, so I dunno if I oughta get lectured.

[ Yet. ]

[itsteatime]

There is no 'yet'! I will not condone that kind of stuff happening in my bloody house.

[ A pause. ]

If you do not want to hear me lecture about it, then do not do it, alright?

[bauhinia]

I'm gonna get lectured so much. [ He just knows. ]

[itsteatime]

...Seeing as you sound like you are still choosing to do this, then yes, you will.

Doing something like that in my house will not go unpunished, after all.

[bauhinia]

Hey, it might be your house, but it's not like it's mine.

[ ... ] And if I do it, I won't get caught.

[recognizeme]

Oh look! It's Jerk England! Hello there! [Sealand waves energetically. You love him, don't lie.]

Holly Heights is actually a pretty nice place! And there are lots of us there already.

[itsteatime]

...I thought I told you to stop calling me that, Sealand.

[ Irritable; defeated as he shakes his head. He really does but won't admit it ]

Is that so? Like whom, exactly?

[recognizeme]

[The first part gets ignored. He's going to call you that forever, England. Sorry!]

Let's see...There's Sweden, Finland, Norway, Denmark, Iceland, France, Hong Kong, Romano, Prussia, Switzerland, Hungary, Lithuania, China, Japan, Rome, Belgium, Poland, Spain, Korea, Vietnam....I'm sure there's more, too! Don't you think it would be fun to see everyone together in one place?


....Also, you missed Sea's birthday.

[itsteatime]

[ Not like he expects anything else really.

The plethora of names is quite unexpected as well. Not too fond of America OR France being there, but there's a few favorable names in there he won't mind seeing in the least. ]

I suppose so. It would make it more like home with so many of us there, wouldn't it?

[ Oh bloody hell. He won't live this down, will he? ]

Ah? I see. [ A sigh. ] I suppose I'll have to make it up to you when I get there, won't I?

[recognizeme]

It's better than home! All of the countries talk to Sea there and are friends with me~! Not only that, but a few of them have actually decided to recognize Sea.

[He puffs out his chest proudly. It was one of the best things about Holly Heights for him!

Sea smiles happily at the mention of him making up for his birthday.]

Do you promise? Sea won't forgive you if you let me down!

[itsteatime]

[ Now THAT all comes as a bit of a surprise. Of which actually shows on his face quite clearly. ]

That's... I can't say I would have expected something like that but that... is good, I suppose...

[ Is that a small smile? For a second? yup. Though it vanishes in that next instant; as if it never existed. Treasure that, Sealand. ]

I don't need to promise anything. You'll get something sooner or later, bugging me about it isn't going to make it happen any faster.

[recognizeme]

It is! And guess what else? Sea is considered an -adult- at Holly Heights. [Sealand looks pretty smug now. You're just finding out all kinds of things you didn't want to ever hear, huh, England?]

Okay, but it better be a good present!

[itsteatime]

...What? You've bloody well got to be kidding me! Why on earth would they consider you an adult when you're still a sodding brat?

[ Obviously he is NOT taking this well. At all. ]

Yes, Yes. We'll just see when the time comes, alright?

[recognizeme]

Sea isn't a brat!!! I'm already 45 years old!! The landlord must go by human years! Sea is married with children, has a car, a house, and a job! See how grown-up I am, Jerk England? [Sealand looks so proud about this.]

[wiretrap]

Isn't there anything you're looking forward to?

There has to be something about it that's not entirely terrible.

[itsteatime]

Hmm... I suppose the peace and quiet and the lack of worries that come with my work.

[ Pauses briefly. ]

I can't say I'm fond of certain people being in there already, but as long as they leave me be, I can tolerate them. Do they have a lot of tea in this place?

[ Because he is british and has priorities. ]

[wiretrap]

Not everything they plan for us can be terrible -- not that they don't enjoy the terrible things they do.

But I think you'll find something nice about it at least.

And, well, I'm sure they'd have tea. I guess it would just depend on who you end up sharing a house with...

[tiriel]

We cannot control the circumstances we find ourselves in. We can only decide what to do with what it is we are given.

[ Despite the solemn truth, there's an unmistakably warm tone in his voice. ]

[itsteatime]

[ Wait. W A I T. He knows you. It would be different if it was just the actor but this... it was Elrond from one of his favorite movies/books.

So give him a second or two before he responds. Totally not fanboying. Nope. ]

T-That is quite true.

I just suppose I'm not fond of the plans others have for me once I possibly arrive at this place. We're civil people so why can we not all act as such?