http://dongsaengoppai.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dongsaengoppai.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] angleterre 2011-10-25 01:05 am (UTC)

2/2.

[ A pause. He straightens his posture. All is well once England suddenly puts on an embarrassed show for him. He blinks a few times, a little confused. A little sympathetic smile, maybe embarrassed himself. He reaches over and pats England on the cheek. ]

Aaaaa-- you really do not know social skills. In Korea, we know how to properly have a conversation. I will teach you! You are lonely with nobody to talk to and so you go insane, I am thinking, sometimes.

It is okay, my friend! You can talk to me; I will help and be the best even if your emotions are like an untamed ocean; calm one moment and wild the next.

[ The bit concerning his fighting abilities peaks his attention to where you have suddenly gotten him in military mode. Truth be told, he was a pretty good fighter. ]

Aaah, yes, yes! So you know of the fighting abilities? Aaah, taekwondo, it is better than any Japanese samurai! I will beat the ass of any monster, and you can intimidate with your bush brows. We will be an unstoppable duo, and become even more intimate than before!

[ He puts his hand on England's shoulder, beaming. ]

We will go home and take Japan's chest with us. Do you understand this? We will bring his chest with delicate motions; very fragile like the back end of a baby.

[ Then, at the last question, he sighs out. ]

Aaa, so I do! I sleep in a building. It smells like piss and it is cold and there is no bed and it is shit...
But AAA, I am thankful for a roof over my head!
Sometimes I sleep other places. Where ever my head will rest, I am thankful for life!

[ aka: he lives no where. ]

Oh, ah, yes. I will explain to you the complications of the weapon I will present to you.

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