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[zeroslate]

Who: zeroslate & YOU!!!
What: Perfume Plot. Lelouch has been sprayed on by Obedience! Comment Log/Prose Log is fine :) Feel free to make him do stuff/say stuff :D
When: June 18
Where: Anywhere on the Thor? Around the Restaurant/Residence/Park area would be best!
Warnings: ...stuff.

Comments

[keptdown]

He hadn't seen Lelouch around in a while.

Maybe it was good luck -- or maybe even his age old bad luck catching up with him -- that he would catch Lelouch now, smelling faintly like something (a scent like that soaks and stains). Lelouch, who looked as he did before, minus the bright eyes and flushed skin, and-

-- and just as he couldn't stop the swelling of his heart, he couldn't stop himself from coming up from behind him and dipping his head next to Lelouch's ear (just for a slight scare, because it'd be funny right?) to breathe out, "Lelouch. Where are you going?"

Solely because it would be funny. Not because he reached out and pressed his hands to Lelouch's sides in a slight caress, and definitely not because he just wanted to touch him again. It was only for the entertainment, even if the fondness was unkempt from his voice and the smile was ever apparent and etched against his face.

[zeroslate]

Lelouch was definitely surprised by that. He would have spun around in surprise, if it weren't for the awkward position Suzaku was holding him in. And he knew it had to be Suzaku; he recognized that voice, especially the way it sounded as he literally breathed that question.

Lelouch's first instinct was to clam up and coolly respond to Suzaku with a lie, but he found himself saying something else entirely the next moment.

"To a chess match at an underground casino, Suzaku."

[keptdown]

Huh. That was surprisingly honest of him. A lie would have been met with a Suzaku following him around, but- he wasn't really prepared for that.

"Don't you think that's a little dangerous?" A beat, still holding on as he talks right against Lelouch's ear. "Gambling is disgraceful."

But, he kept any other protests to himself, finally letting Lelouch go as he stepped back and walked around him to look him in the eye. It wasn't every day that the other would tell him the truth of all things; he wasn't trusted that much, after all, so this was... interesting. Suspicious, too, but more interesting.

And then, he tested it, "I'll go with you."

[zeroslate]

"The reason I'm going is because it is dangerous." The words had rolled out of Lelouch's mouth without his consent. It was the truth, but not one he'd ever planned on saying out loud. Gambling gave him a sense of purpose, competition, and quieted the urge to rebel for no reason at all.

He pressed his lips together, and only spoke again when Suzaku expressed his desire to go with him. He protested then.

"Don't."

Unknown to Lelouch, he could only protest because Suzaku hadn't exactly ordered him to allow him to go with him.

[refrainingly]

[Shirley was heading back in the direction of the residential area when she just spotted Lelouch not too far from here, deciding to call out to him]

Lulu! Where are you headed?

[zeroslate]

[ Oh, it's Shirley! This probably happened after the casino thing. ]

I'm just on my way back, Shirley.

[ The truth! And nothing but the truth! ]

[refrainingly]

Back? From where?

[zeroslate]

[ ......... ]

From a chess match.

[wingsofsilver]

Gin was on his way back home with a plastic bag full of groceries when he bumped into Lelouch, more literally than figuratively. Fortunately, unlike most of his collisions, this one was more akin to him bumping into a brittle sheet of paper than someone of actual mass, though the bastard would probably still beat him in an arm wrestling competition.

"Do you mind?" Is all Gin gets out, a little snappishly when he sees who it is.

A brittle sheet of paper? Are you kidding me? Lelouch has bones!

[zeroslate]

Lelouch recognized the person, of course. He'd had many conversations with the silver-haired man over the network, and none of those conversations had been pleasant. That gave him all the more reason to avoid further confrontation with this man. He was the last person he wanted to exchange verbal barbs with while under the influence of something. The perfume that alien had been wearing when he'd collided with him, probably.

"You're the one who collided with me," he said coolly, hoping to distance himself from this person as soon as possible.

... I stand by my statement.

[wingsofsilver]

Lelouch could rest assured that those sentiments were mutual in every way. Every time Gin spoke with the kid, nothing came of it except a strong desire to kick a puppy on the angel's end and he highly doubted this exchange would be any different. With a frown, he took a step back to put some space between the two of them and raised an eyebrow.

"Well why don't you learn to use your eyes?"

See those elegant fingers? BONES IN THEM.

[zeroslate]

The angel's words were cause for Lelouch to pause as he "learned" to use his eyes. Fortunately for him, he already knew how to use his eyes, so that set him back only for a very short while.

Still, Lelouch was aware of what had happened, though he tried to mask it by looking nonchalant.

"I already know how to use my eyes, in case you haven't noticed."