The Box Chat.

"I hope you weren't the cause of the Titanic sinking. We're you?" said Andrew.

Grell: I scratched my head. "Well, I did reap a few souls there. Most of them were done by my boss."

"I'll kill YOU!!! MY LITTLE SISTER, MY MOTHER, AND MY FATHER DIED IN THAT WRECK!!!"

Grell: "Hold on, dearie. I never said i reaped your family's souls in particular. I reaped 5, and I never saw you or anyone who looked like you there. Sheesh, you can't blame the messenger." I rolled my eyes, and blew a stray hair out of my face.

Vane: "So, uh, we're not playing the game anymore...?"

Grell: "There's still a dare happening. Once they get back with Dory dear, we'll pick right back up."

Vane: I frowned. "Um...okay..."

France: "Ah, I suggest we sit here and drink lots of wine while we wait for them, non?" I smiled, raising my wine glass.

Vane: "Sure. If you don't mind giving me some."

France: I pulled out a glass and poured wine in for him. "It's French wine, the most delicious in the country." I smiled, handing it to Vane

Vane: I grinned. "Mm," I said, licking my lips. "Perfect."

France: "But of course it is perfect! It's French!"

Vane: I laughed. "I see that. It's great, thanks."

France: I poured another glass for myself, and sipped it. "Ahh lovely as the setting sun." I smiled.

Vane: "Don't get drunk though, okay?"

France: "I never get drunk, monsieur." I smiled, and sipped my glass. "Unlike those rotten English people who get drunk after two glasses of that disgusting whiskey." I said darkly. Stupid England.

Vane: I laughed. "Someone doesn't like the English, eh?"

France: "Ugh, the English and I have been mortal enemies since the day I was born. A certain Englishman, to be exact." More like England himself.

Vane: I chuckled. "Sounds interesting."

and... I might be mean to France by bringing in England for the fun of it ^_^

France: "My life is filled with the nonsense of egotistic weirdos who don't appreciate style and life." I said sadly.

(haha!)

Vane: "I appreciate style and life."

France: "And that makes you totally cool!" I smiled brightly.

"I wasn't anywhere near my sister when I died. And how come I'm still "here"...well...sorta..." said Andrew.

Vane: I grinned. "Yup. I'm cool, alright!"

Name: England
Age: ???
Appearance:
Species: Nation
Personality: Egotistic, loud, drunkard, grumpy, sees magic things.
Other: He's another country. He and England have literally hated each other since the day they were born.