Arthur Kirkland | England (
godsavesarcasm) wrote in
dear_mun2013-08-11 05:41 pm
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About New Muses
We've got new arrivals, I see. I suppose it was only a matter of time; it's not as if it isn't common for you to pick up new people from somewhere completely different from the norm. I just hope you realize the responsibility you've taken on once again. While I understand that it's the Mundane's prerogative to do as they want with their Muses, I would still like to impress on the fact that you should treat them well and kindly. Or as well and kindly as you're capable of since you and your kind do make a wicked pastime out of tormenting us one way or another.
[England pauses as the Mun pouts and whines about "being good" and "England scaring the newbies" and he almost rolls his eyes. Almost.]
I'm merely stating facts and if it puts the fear of Mundane in them, then good for them. They should be scared and prepared. Lord knows you're capable of such cruelty and chaos. I wasn't born yesterday, you know? And they should heed my advice.
[He grows quiet again as he glances out a nearby window. It's raining and he seems to calm with its familiarity.]
You're nervous about them; I could feel it. They're new and unfamiliar and you're afraid of failing and disappointing them. But really, after taking on Prussia? Spain? All the others? Myself? Are you sure you've got something to fear?
[The rain falls harder and he moves to get up. This weather is perfect for a cup of tea and a new book.]
Don't work yourself up too much over it, dear. I'm sure you'll do well. It'll work out. And if it doesn't, well then. We're all still here. We're not going anywhere.
Meanwhile, would you like a cup of tea? I know you've got that lemongrass, ginger and citrus blend and I have the feeling that that will cheer you right up. How about it?
[England pauses as the Mun pouts and whines about "being good" and "England scaring the newbies" and he almost rolls his eyes. Almost.]
I'm merely stating facts and if it puts the fear of Mundane in them, then good for them. They should be scared and prepared. Lord knows you're capable of such cruelty and chaos. I wasn't born yesterday, you know? And they should heed my advice.
[He grows quiet again as he glances out a nearby window. It's raining and he seems to calm with its familiarity.]
You're nervous about them; I could feel it. They're new and unfamiliar and you're afraid of failing and disappointing them. But really, after taking on Prussia? Spain? All the others? Myself? Are you sure you've got something to fear?
[The rain falls harder and he moves to get up. This weather is perfect for a cup of tea and a new book.]
Don't work yourself up too much over it, dear. I'm sure you'll do well. It'll work out. And if it doesn't, well then. We're all still here. We're not going anywhere.
Meanwhile, would you like a cup of tea? I know you've got that lemongrass, ginger and citrus blend and I have the feeling that that will cheer you right up. How about it?
