☼ accidental video {FRENCH} ⇉ oo1

[philippe]

[ Good day, residents of Discedo, Spero and Dissimulo! Today you are going to be grace with the image of a rather attractive regal figure wandering down Main street in Dissimulo with some degree of confusion. There's probably between five hundred thousand and a few million euros worth in jewels on him, not to mention the finest silks, a gorgeous hat and a bright feather adorning the side of his hat, not to mention the most ridiculous tights stretched over his legs. ]

[ Ah, yes. It's good to be the king. ]

[ But, maybe not so much in Philippe's opinion. ]

Hello? Is there anyone here? [ Spoken in fluent, albeit it 17th century accented French, it's clear the poor boy is terrified. Not a very kingly way to act indeed. The wandering figure pauses in step, glancing from side to side, then furrows his brows. ]

If there is indeed someone in this village, I would like very much to speak with him. This is the King of France, King Louis of France, and I-- [ Faltering. ] --I...

It... would be appreciated if anyone would be so kind as to speak to me now. [ With a nod, though an unsure one. ] As you should at a king's request. [ Glancing down, mumbling. ] But if you don't wish to, that is fine as well...

[ And with that, the feed cuts out. The poor boy didn't even know it was on, though. ]

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Voice. French.

[mercantilistic.livejournal.com]

( ( Spain answers in familiar (though accented) French. His French might be more fitting of an older man but-- well, Spain is older, after all. ) )

The King? Are you looking for France, Your Majesty?

video; french

[letatcestpasmoi.livejournal.com]

For the country, yes, I am seeking my country. This looks nothing like my country; I fear I have been taken hostage.

[ Mumbling. ] Or perhaps I have merely gone insane...

Voice. French.

[mercantilistic.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid he isn't here-- ( ( Oh, wait, he means the Kingdom of France not Francis France. ) ) And this isn't your kingdom either, you're right.

( ( Whether or not they've been taken hostage is debatable. Spain is pretty sure they've been kidnapped and are being held for some valuable ransom of soem sort but he won't let Louis know that. ) )

You're far from home, Your Majesty but if you will. . . This device you're holding-- the "communicator"-- if you would hold it up and walk around for a moment. I think I recognize where you are.

video. French.

[letatcestpasmoi.livejournal.com]

He? [ A confused look, but he allows it to slide. ] No, this is not. I would be very upset if it was.

Indeed? Thank you, sir, I should hope to reward your kindness soon. [ He holds up the little device and begins to walk, flashing an image of the gas station, of main street and all the greenery about Dissimulo. ] I don't suppose you could tell me what country we are in, could you? It would, and do forgive me if this is rude, seem that you are Spanish, yes?

[ A little nervous babbling, don't mind him. ] I have not met many Spaniards. Most of the people I have ever known were French, but there was one Spaniard I met, and I did like him very much. He was a priest, and very king, and very devout. He told me I was a good man, I should hope to meet his expectations. [ Pausing, he glances down at the little box. ] My apologies, sir, as I am speaking without thinking.

Voice. French.

[mercantilistic.livejournal.com]

Ah, sí, I know where you are! It's called "Dissimulo;" I'm here as well.

( ( There's a chuckle on his end. Though he can't see it, Spain smiles at the chatter. He doesn't mind a little bit of talk, in fact, he enjoys it quite a bit. ) ) You needn't apologize but to answer your question:

I am Spanish, yes. I regret to say this is not my home but as I said earlier, I do know where you are. Shall I come find you?