Who: Sheeda, Lelouch, and anyone who wants to join in :D
What: Sheeda works at the library part-time doing...library things and needs someone to make things more interesting.
When: Between morning and afternoon classes.
Where: Campus library
Warning(s): None right now.
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Plotting revenge and sorting through books is what Sheeda does in her spare time. )
Who does he think he is, anyway? Strutting in here as if... She couldn't finish her thought - she lost it half-way through. He has...violet coloured eyes? It was the first time she really noticed, but it did nothing to stop her feeling for revenge.
How to approach him? Just walk right up to him and demand an explanation? Wheel the cart over and 'accidentally' run him over with it? Ask if he is indeed Lelouch Lamperouge, her missing-in-action English partner, and demand he stop taking everything upon himself? She sighed. This was the same girl who rallied for Marth's acceptance in Talis, who walked up to people and demanded to know their intentions - good or bad. Who persuaded people to join her cause.
Either way, I will probably have to be blunt with him. She took a deep breath and released it slowly. Why the nervous feeling? She felt as if she were going to ask him out on a date!
He is attractive, she admitted to herself. But he isn't be so cute right now.
And then she compared Lelouch with Marth and nearly laughed out loud. It was like comparing apples to oranges, or turkeys to peacocks.
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She could be useful later, he thought, making a mental note of her. He wasn't sure what information she could potentially have for him, but it could be important nonetheless.
Then he remembered what he came here for. He closed the cover of his laptop and went to the library's directory, passing by the blue-haired princess without a second glance or thought. A minute's search told him where the world history section was.
Perhaps this is where I can find out more about these different...universes.
He then sensed there was someone behind him, someone clearing their throat, and then nothing.
"What do you want?" he asked roughly, a little harsher than he intended.
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Instead she cleared her throat so he would turn around. This wasn't the best way to confront someone, she knew, but it was the easiest way she could think of right now.
"Could you be anymore rude?" she countered, crossing her arms. "I was only going to ask if you needed help finding something. That's my job and everything." She then shot him a glare and looked him up and down.
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