[One] [Video and action for Vaniville Town]

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[You know, there's this time where there's a silence across the area. A time called night.

But then there's people who don't understand the concept of being quiet and letting people sleep.

Like Maria, for instance, who starts the video out with a loud and rather obnoxious laugh ((Starting at :06 in)) that is probably not conducive to anyone sleeping.

Once that dies down, for but a moment, pops up the face of a rather amused looking white-haired woman with some strange heterochromia going on, red at the top and purple at the bottom of her eyes.

Perched on her shoulder is a rather... equally as happy Fletchling, chirping every so often.]

Now isn't this a challenge! Taking me out of my home and thinking you can keep me stuck in some unknown place. But you know what? Nothing is unfamiliar to the Great Prussia! I'll figure this out and come to kick whoever did this' asses!

Isn't that right, Birdie? [She glances up at the Fletchling that chirps her response to the question.]

So you better be prepared as there will be no mercy! Or you can come on out and fight like a real man.

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[ . . . . .

Ever since Fran had awoken, she (along with her Vullaby) had been trying to gather information. Watching people, and all that.

...Hm. Listening to this... Great Prussia gives Fran a headache. But a bit of information is interesting - somebody else taken from their home planet. Though Fran does not approach, she does raise an eyebrow.

Her Vullaby, though, lets out a screech. Fran tilts her head slightly to the girl - she will need to name her, if she is expected to partner with this birb - and gives a harsh: ]

...Quiet.

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[At first, Maria thinks that Fran's talking to her, until she actually acknowledges the Vullaby with her. That really was an obnoxious sound, even she'd admit that. And that bird certainly isn't what she'd call cute.

Ignoring Fran for a second she addresses the Vullaby, pointing a finger.]

Uncute birds shouldn't be causing uncute noises, you know! [Her Fletchling chirps a few times in acknowledgement of the words, fluffing herself up and flapping her wings a few times to look intimidating.]

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[ In response, the Vullaby suddenly... does a fly-by, screeching, before landing behind Fran. Of course she's not cute - she's elegant! Elegant skull baby!

All Fran can do is roll her eyes, and let out a slight tsk, before moving a hand to place it on the birds' head, and giving a strongly said: ]

Stop.

[ The Vullaby then glares back at Maria and her Fletchling. ]

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[Oddly enough it doesn't really startle her all that much, more a little jump and that's all. Instead, what it does do it cause that Vullaby to make her shitlist.]

Uncute! [She snaps before the Fletchling puffs up more, flapping her wings to hover above Maria's shoulder and issue a still lyrical screech of her own.]

That's right, Birdie, that thing is totally uncute and doesn't deserve our attention! [She huffs for a moment before finally acknowledging Fran.]

Oh... Hello. Sorry about that?

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...She is childish.

[ Like you seem to be. Hah. It makes Fran think of him a little - except not. An ear twitches, and she gives a slight nod. ]

You are from another world.

[ A statement, as she looks straight at Maria, sharply - before getting out her own keyboard, to write out some notes. ]

As am I. Fran.

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[Man, this chick kind of reminds her of her sister. Concise and to the point, though a little dull when it comes down to it.

Tilting her head at the statements she merely shrugs, petting the Fletchling's head idly.]

I suppose I am, unless this is some place on Earth and i just haven't seen it before. Totally possible.

Ah... Maria, or Prussia, whichever one you'd rather. [She motions to the Fletchling.] Birdie.

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Way, way too loud. The Sinner needs a So-Chlo before she feels up to dealing with this shit.

Sadly, there are no delicious So-Chlos to be found here, so she'll have to deal with it anyway.

"You're too loud."

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Maria, on the other hand, doesn't think she's loud in the slightest. Or, okay, more like she does know but isn't saying anything about it.

"Got a problem? Because if you do, I'll gladly fight you about it." Always itching for a challenge.

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The Sinner considers that for a second.

"...I don't think I have any mines on me, so no thanks."