::He stares at his communicator in obvious confusion, rendered speechless. It takes him a few long moments to respond, and even then, his words are neither the most coherent nor well reasoned.
Prussia is angry, and doesn't care who knows it.::
You were giving me a chance. You. Were giving me. A chance?! You know who you give chances to? Criminals! Untrustworthy people! Uh... uh... Bad guys! So what you're saying is you decided I was the fucking villain without even a how do you fucking do!
You don't even know- All you know is what England told you! How do you- What makes you- How can you like him?! You've only just met him! I've known him for centuries; ally and enemy! We've fought together. We've fought against eachother! And it's never- He's never- Not like this! ::He almost loses steam for a moment, staring off at some point above the communicator.::
But he talked to you first, huh? Warned you about the big, bad Nazi, ja? You know, I can see why you might take to him so. He's got his charm, ja. His good points. I'm quite fond of him myself when he's not being an arrogant, warmongering ASSHOLE who BOMBED MY CIVILIANS!
::By the end of his rant, Prussia is standing, leaning towards his communicator which is now obviously on some sort of table or desk, breathing heavily.::
He brought the war here, Fraeulein. Not me. Nicht ich.
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Prussia is angry, and doesn't care who knows it.::
You were giving me a chance. You. Were giving me. A chance?! You know who you give chances to? Criminals! Untrustworthy people! Uh... uh... Bad guys! So what you're saying is you decided I was the fucking villain without even a how do you fucking do!
You don't even know- All you know is what England told you! How do you- What makes you- How can you like him?! You've only just met him! I've known him for centuries; ally and enemy! We've fought together. We've fought against eachother! And it's never- He's never- Not like this! ::He almost loses steam for a moment, staring off at some point above the communicator.::
But he talked to you first, huh? Warned you about the big, bad Nazi, ja? You know, I can see why you might take to him so. He's got his charm, ja. His good points. I'm quite fond of him myself when he's not being an arrogant, warmongering ASSHOLE who BOMBED MY CIVILIANS!
::By the end of his rant, Prussia is standing, leaning towards his communicator which is now obviously on some sort of table or desk, breathing heavily.::
He brought the war here, Fraeulein. Not me. Nicht ich.