THIRTEENTH ☆ SCORE

[1776ftw]

[Have a nervous looking America, guys. Who also looks quite innocent and young, despite only looking a few years younger. Yep, he's a teenager now, looking around 16 or 17 and alll the way back from when he was still a colony. He clears his throat and begins to speak, voice a bit timid and surprisingly, with an English accent.]Uhm, hello everyone.

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[aimforthesun]

... Wow, you don't sound like an idiot for once.

[This place is going crazy. It's official.]

[1776ftw]

... W-what...?

[What's an idiot? Why for once? And what's that look for?]

[aimforthesun]

Did I stutter?

[1776ftw]

[A pause and he mutters quietly.]

I'm... not sure what you meant though, sir.

[aimforthesun]

[... This is weird.]

And what part exactly are you not sure about?

[1776ftw]

[YOU'RE MAKING HIM SAY IT WHY]

What's an 'idiot'? Some of these terms people have been using-- I just, I'm not familiar with them.

[aimforthesun]

... You're kidding me.

[1776ftw]

I have no reason to joke, sir.

[aimforthesun]

First of all, stop calling me sir. It's Billy Iketani.

And secondly... never mind. Geez.

[1776ftw]

[He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.]

Ah, sorry then Mister... Eck-tan-e.

[Heh. Not much Asian influence at this point of time. :Tb]

[aimforthesun]

[... Sigh.]

Just Billy is fine. You still go by Alfred?

[1776ftw]

Alfred Kirkland at your service!

[He smiles widely. Be the gentleman!]

[aimforthesun]

... Well, that's been just about the most normal thing you've done yet.

[1776ftw]

[He's forever confused. Have another confused face, Billy.]

[aimforthesun]

... Just forget it. Listen, things'll make sense in a week, okay?

[1776ftw]

A week. Right. Just have to last that long -- thank you!