[Closed\In Progress]

Apr 08, 2010 03:46

Who: Atem and Lelouch
Where: Lelouch's place of residence
What: It's raining, they have things to discuss, and a game to play.
When:  Wednesday evening.
Warnings:  ...nothing?

As usual, he closed up shop a little early. It just didn't seem to matter anymore- especially not with random money being handed out. This wasn't the first time they'd done that, and it wouldn't be the last (he assumed). And as his earlier musings speculated, nothing on this place mattered. Not that he would go steal things or that he condoned stealing. Just that... it didn't matter.

After reminding himself where Lelouch was located after a quick look at the map, he found himself hurrying over there. While it wasn't thundering or lightning, pouring with heavy downpour, it was enough to start his hair on the downward dampening stages, and it was rather bothersome. But running too fast caused the puzzle to shake and clink around his neck, and the rest of his healing wounds to hurt.

Such choices to make. But he finally found himself at Lelouch's door, a firm sounding knock, while huddling into himself to try and salvage his leather clothing.

atem mutou, lelouch vi britannia

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