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[This wasn't meant to be a video, but it's a video nonetheless. Rosemariné thought he'd only have to speak, not be seen as well, but the concept of touch screens is a bit ahead of his time, to put it lightly. It's kind of a miracle he managed to get this far, although that might have been due to him spending the last four hours fiddling with the bracelet (and frequently throwing it onto his desk). What viewers have the pleasure of seeing now is a incredibly pretty individual dressed in the manner of a 19th-century man with far too much money on his hands. One that hates you so much that he doesn't even want to spend the energy to whack you over the head. Yes, you.]

Good afternoon.

[If he seems incredibly angry at the world right now, it's probably because he is. His words are polite but curt, as if he's trying to make sure that everything gets said as bluntly as possible so he can get back to glaring at things.]

I've already been told that there's no use in insisting I'm sent back immediately, so you don't need to tell me. That doesn't mean I'm at all inclined to believe it, but there you are. I'm tired of hearing the same thing constantly, as if I'm an idiot. If you happen to have information that is more useful, however, I'm happy to hear it.

[A small, annoyed sigh, although he doesn't drop his composure. (That, too, has already happened in a strictly private setting.)]

Now, as for this whole affair with emotions and patron deities... my Scandinavian roots do not mean that I believe in the gods of old. They are a part of fascinating legends, and nothing more. I require a proper Christian church to reach a state of health and happiness, so you've chosen very poorly if that's what you want from me.

That is all.

[The video lasts for another minute, though, as he attempts to make it stop.]

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It's only natural for a man of my status.

[He taps his chin.] You're hair is very long t' be a man! You are very pretty as well! But I will give yah the benefit of the doubt.

So tell me--what are you in status exactly?

[...what. 8(]

There's nothing unusual about the way I look, and I hope you don't mean to imply otherwise. [Okay, so he's very much aware that he's prettier than most men, but not that much prettier.]

I'm a nobleman, as well as my academy's Student Superintendent.

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Just sayin' it's not something I used too of people of status. Are you from the north or somethin'? [Different times, different places!]

Nobleman, huh? Should'a pegged yah for one.

[He nods firmly, proud that he's still taken for a nobleman in some capacity.]

If you'll believe that much, then I'm sure you'll understand that I've the money to afford this level of personal upkeep.

...I come from France, yes. I suppose that's northward enough for you?

[He's used to nobility, just in a different form, not as developed as this mans time period likely.] I see, so perhaps that's why your hair is so long. Do you have people t' brush it for yah or something?

Northward enough! Perhaps a little north-west but a distance in itself.

That sort of thing is only for ladies, but I can understand the connection. [Plus he panics when his hair is touched.]

What's so significant about the north?

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