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- The Fearless Leader of Austria-Hungary stands beside his desk, in civil robes and rainment, a quill and paper standing by. A gentle smile that makes you want to believe he has your best interests beams from him.*
- Beside him, the Leader of the Italians has a giant longsword strapped to his back, and is wearing a set of Chainmail Armor criss-crossed haphazardly by leather belts and pouches. His face is a disturbing staring grin, and his hands twitch constantly.*
Austria: "Certainly! We could perhaps start with the surrendur of-"
Italy: "BLOW THEM ALL TO BITS!!!"
Austria: "Wait, WHAT?!"
Italy: "...Well, yeah, I mean, shouldn't we?"
Austria: "Not even if they'll just give up a portion anyway? We just need a few from him to add to 18."
Italy: *considers* "But if we blow him to bits, don't we get all of them?"
Austria: "Not garunteed. Stand back, you savagly emotional Pasta-lover."
Italy: *turns back and goes to the kitchen to have some Chicken Alfredo.* "Call me when we have someone to blow up."