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When Francis left the bathroom, he was humming La Mairseillais to himself and smiling. His dress shirt (blue, like his eyes), was untucked and unbuttoned on the top, revealing thin curls of blond chest hair. His tie was undone and draped around his neck. He smelled vaguely of expensive cologne.

The Frenchman continued to hum and smile as he took a few steps forward, oblivious to his surroundings. However as he zipped up the fly of his dress pants (red, to match the design in his tie) and looked up, his face immediately fell into a puzzled frown. Now, he knew government buildings were big but he was sure Alfred’s White House did not look like the inside of a castle. In fact, he was pretty certain Alfred didn’t have many castles to begin with (that was Arthur’s department). Francis crossed his arms and rubbed the stubble on his chin. He glanced behind him and, sure enough, there was no bathroom. He swallowed, trying to keep the nerves from writhing in his stomach, and looked forward again. There was definitely something strange going on.

Mumbling to himself in French, the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a sleek red cell phone. He opened it, expecting the screen to light up and show him the date and the time, but nothing happened.

“Merde”, he cursed under his breath, and shook his phone. It did nothing to help, so he dropped it back into his pocket with a sigh. Looking around, he noticed a desk a short distance away from him. He glanced again over his shoulder before walking over to the desk.

( Allow me to elucidate. )


"I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. Francis Bonnefoy.
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. Francis Bonnefoy.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. Francis Bonnefoy.
One day, marmalade (délicieux!) will rule the world. Francis Bonnefoy"


[WARNING: The thread with Francis and Roderich is now NSFW.]