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SCHNEIZEL ♔ 002;

Mar 06, 2011 07:35

Who: Schneizel el Britannia and Suzaku Kururugi
Where: Espoir
Style: Third
Status: Closed

( Calm, placid, but perhaps a little distracted, he waited. )

suzaku kururugi, !location: espoir, schneizel el britannia

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keptdown March 7 2011, 04:46:51 UTC

Honestly, he never believed that he would get what he wanted -- not after six months. Not after he lost everything.

Perhaps counting his blessings was actually the right thing to do before carelessly running out the door to retrieve someone Lelouch would most definitely not approve of. He was probably throwing a fit already -- well, it wasn't like Suzaku didn't expect it after all; because he absolutely expected it. So completely so that he realized it was probably going to lash back right in his face.

However, that wasn't on his mind for longer than three seconds before he was pushing it aside for things far more important than the anger of a selfish, rebellious teenager far too used to getting his way. That was something for C.C. to think about- not him.

After all, he sure as hell was not Lelouch's designated babysitter ( ... )

maskmastery March 7 2011, 05:17:29 UTC

He'd turned just in time to find Suzaku there, before him. So quick. He was hardly surprised - whether friend or foe, Suzaku never failed to throw himself into whatever he'd taken to be his duty. But it was strange, nonetheless, to see him once more. Just as, scant hours ago, he'd been in a fortress of steel, he had also been focused on crushing his youngest brother's army. A sad fate, but the end would justify the means.

And Suzaku would have been - would be torn down with him. The Knight of Zero - once Seven, once Major, once Private, sometime Lord. But ever Suzaku. And yet, his words had been cryptic. Is that what you really think? Schneizel found himself wondering such a thing as he met his eyes, openly appraising what he saw ( ... )

keptdown March 9 2011, 06:29:31 UTC

He allowed himself to be confused, the look on his face clearly saying of course I was looking for you or else I wouldn't be here. But, Suzaku recovered soon enough and set his expression back into neutral, confusion gone and put back into the back of his head.

"Yeah, I was. Good thing you're not very hard to miss," was what he said, reaching up to tug that frilly, unnecessary thing over his chest and loosen it a bit. Zero's suit was comfortable sure enough (more comfortable than that damned Knight of Zero bullshit he had to wear, ugh), but for someone who does nothing but run around all day it could get in the way- and hot. Hot enough, at least, that he would consider changing and putting it away as far back into his closet as possible. Maybe. Clothes weren't skeletons; they were easy to hide and never go back to again ( ... )

maskmastery March 9 2011, 15:49:13 UTC

He studied the other man - fairly openly, at that. Schneizel wasn't sure he'd ever encountered a man capable of being so open and yet, so closed off, at the same time. Expression was something easily won, and always had been, though he'd become a great deal more stoic very quickly, Schneizel had noted, back in the EU, when Suzaku and Lancelot had become a symbol of their own, a symbol of him, a symbol of victory against all in their path. The White Death ( ... )

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