Why are you acting this way? Abusive EnglandXOC

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    ooc: why? im 14 ....and is awesome


    ic: Jersey crossed her arms..."i didnt need help" she muttered

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    OOC: I didn't ask for age… Meh, just drew a chibi nyotalia!Scotland.


    IC: “Of course you didn't,” England allowed.
    The siren was getting louder and louder. Soon, he'd be able to look after Jersey. Soon.


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    ooc XD....sry...reading so fast...just woke up....lol
    ic: Jersey crossed her arms "whatever" said said in a stubborn voice, irritated by the idiot next to herself

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    OOC: really? Here in Scotland, it's nearly seven at night! I've been up for ages (blood test, going to CAMS to see if I'm insane, ect)


    IC: England would have sighed, but the ambulance came rushing to where they where. It parked, and two men hurried out. “Miss. Jersey?” said one.


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    ooc: nice XD....yea its 2pm so tired....


    ic: Jersey made a face and crossed her arms,"what." she said
    indefatigably

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    OOC: *drinking homemade milkshake* Chocolate…


    IC: “Ah, sorry,” England apologised, straightening himself, “Jersey gets a little grumpy when she's in pain, don't you, love?”
    The men didn't seem to care. They merely nodded at each other and disappeared back inside the ambulance, presumably to find suitable equipment for moving Jersey into the ambulance.


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    OOC: yup, my first milkshake in two years (I'm lactose intolerant, and have to use weird ingredients) tasted delicious.


    IC: Oblivious to Jersey's internal torture, England waited impatiently for the men to return. He did, though, offer her his hand to squeeze.


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    ooc my bro morgan is to....but he can't have soy either


    ic:
    Jersey smacked his hand away and muttered something under her breath

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    OOC: I feel for him. *ignores urge to yell, “Morgan is a Scottish name!”*


    IC: “Jersey, love,” England pretended to smile, “We talked about this.”
    Then, the men came rushing back out with a stretcher.


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    ooc yep, my mom wanted a cute name..and shes pagan so... scottish names off pagan children are very common....


    ic:
    Jersey then stared blankly at the sky annoyed, 'leave....leave' she thought

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    OOC: how do you become pagan, anyway? Do you just need to believe in the Wee Folk?


    IC: “Miss. Jersey,” repeated one of the men.
    England watched them carefully as they settled the stretcher onto the ground next to Jersey. “You'll need to bare with us.”


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    OOC: oh. I do some that anyway. I like mediating outside at the beach.


    IC: “Don't be ridiculous!” England exclaimed, “Your legs are bloody broken, Jersey!”


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    OOC: and I face West while I'm doing it. I'm collecting stuff to make an alter to the water faeries.


    IC: England smiled lopsidedly while the men lifted Jersey onto the stretcher. “Careful!” he ordered as they slowly began to pick it up.


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    ooc XD


    ic: Jersey frowned and crossed her ams. then giggling a small giggle while making a inner joke.

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    OOC: *glomps* I missed you!


    IC: Quizzically, England raised an eyebrow. What was so funny about having broken legs? She must really love me! he decided, steping into the ambulance after the men.


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    [move]ooc: hi,sorry....te he[/move]


    Ic: Jersey continued to laugh, then slowly quietened....and finally she was quiet again thinking of how this would effect her outlook on the world and how the other Countries would react...perhaps they would attack! "hopefully not, after all the only thing i have is a good fishing industry and cute foxes that no other country but my brothers have?"

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    OOC: it's okay. I was a good girl and waited impatiently!


    IC: Foxes? England glowered at the mention of them. They were always yapping at the bins and making loud squeaking noises at unreasonable times. “Don't talk about foxes, love.” he hissed.


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