Japanese High School -- Floor 621,140 // Student/Teacher // Some Aphro

[xkingmovesfirst]

Today's classes already ended several hours ago and the sun was setting when Lelouch finally managed to finish the draft of the costs of the incoming festival. Crazy President and her even crazier ideas. With a sigh he closed his notebook and shoved it into his bag, along with the rest of his belongings. He was just about to leave the Student

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[suddenlyuke]

[ooc: Since this is sick leave, I'm going to assume you're sick and hope you feel better!]

Vallewida was in that room painting when he heard the announcement. Lelouch was coming here? To the art room? He couldn't figure out why when there wasn't a teacher here in the first place. Tucking his long hair back behind his ear, he set his brush aside so he could start to clean things up. The teacher had left long ago but maybe the person wanted privacy with Lelouch to discuss something?

When he heard the door open, he paused and called over his shoulder. "Ah. I'm sorry. I'll be out of the way soon." Pushing his hair away again, he wondered if he should cut it. It was past regulation anyways and only the influence of his father kept the school from enforcing the rule.

[xkingmovesfirst]

[ooc: Thank you! My back isn't feeling too well.]

Much to Lelouch's surprise, there was no teacher in the room. Just "the long-haired one", as he was commonly called, though Lelouch knew his real name-- Vallewida.

"Were you the one to call me through the broadcasting center?"

[suddenlyuke]

[ooc: I know what that's like. Mine is feeling bad too.]

Vallewida looked over to see Lelouch there in the room and he slowly shook his head as he tucked some of his hair back. He tended to keep to himself as much as he could here so it was unlikely that he'd draw attention doing that.

"No. I don't know who did that."

[xkingmovesfirst]

"Oh, really? Then who could that be, hm? Have you got any ideas?"

He slowly walks up to the fellow student. "Besides, why are you still here? The classes and even club meetings have ended a few hours ago. I ask you as the Vice-President of the Student Council."

[mister_hatter]

"You-" Break announces from where he's sitting on the teacher's chair, feet propped on the desk, "are late."

He even points at him with a ruler, flicking it at him to gesture for him to come in.

"Close it behind you, Mr. Lamperouge."

[xkingmovesfirst]

"I'm sorry, sensei."

Of course he wasn't sorry. It was just the usual routine-- teacher complained, student asked for forgiveness. Lelouch shut the door and slowly approached the teacher, yet not too close-- some distance was necessary. Besides, what was with this ruler-waving and feet on the desk?

"You wanted to see me, sensei?"

[mister_hatter]

"I'm not sure you are. And that's what I wanted to see you about. Do you know what message your lateness sends, Mister Lamperouge?"

Break's feet swing off the desk and brace on the floor. He leans forwards in his seat.

[xkingmovesfirst]

"I came here as soon as I heard the message, sensei."

Fuck, lovely. Now the teacher has some issues. The Britannian really wishes he could just go home now and leave that weirdo be.

"I didn't meant to offend you in any way, sensei..."

so I heard you like being trolled, Lulu

[cursetheking]

A pair of sharp golden eyes flickered towards the doorway as Lelouch made his entrance, a swish of flowing emerald hair following as the witch C.C. straightened in place. She was quite the sight, really, stockinged legs dangled off the side of the desk, uniformed body stretched along the length of it with an opened box of pizza sandwiched between her knees. She looked as though she hadn't a care in the world, and perhaps she didn't, given her reputation of a wanderer.

"Lelouch," she greeted him in her typical deadpan manner, as though showing up in the middle of a classroom was an everyday occurrence for one's covert accomplice. "Why are you here?"

Apparently she missed the announcement, or chose not to acknowledge it; either case wasn't unfathomable to assume. She would wait for him to answer regardless, tap, tap, tapping her dress shoes against the furniture's edge, not inclined to move in the slightest.

oh, u >.>

[xkingmovesfirst]

He expected anyone to occupy that classroom-- anyone but her. Yet again she did as she pleased, even though he clearly had forbidden her to leave his room and walk around the school grounds. Displeasure and anger manifest on his face as slams the door and rushes towards the witch, snatching the pizza box from her.

"How many times I have to tell you that you must not wander around the school," Lelouch hisses, his eyes narrowing in anger. "But I guess I have to learn it's no use because you just like getting on my nerves, it's your second hobby just after pizza-devouring."

He is yelling now, even though he knows quite well that he won't manage to force his point underneath that mop of green hair.

[cursetheking]

C.C. curls her lip up into a pout, but otherwise doesn't protest, folding her arms on her chest and staring him down with all the excitement of a drowsy, stubborn mule.

"You can't keep me cooped up in your room all day," she remarks with a huff. "I'm not a chicken. Besides, this isn't doing any harm. It's not as though there are any surveillance cameras here, and I was careful coming in."

One long leg shifts over the other as she then coolly points out, "You're going to give us away, using that sort of volume. You should be more prudent."

She's smirking now, because Lelouch is absolutely right - she loves nothing more than tormenting him, and the young man could stand to lighten up a little, anyway. Though right now he seemed ready to tear the walls apart. Quite the unfortunate reaction.

[xkingmovesfirst]

"But of course I can," he huffs. "And I will because your little voyages could ruin everything and I'm not letting that happen."

Lelouch waves his arms dramatically, the pizza box in his hand only adding to the whole show. "Prudent? You're the one who should be more prudent, you slaphappy witch!"

Yet he lowers his voice noticing that the green-haired woman was right-- he doesn't want any passerbys to get interested in what is happening in this classroom. "Now get out, I'm going to meet someone here."

[ooc: I'm really sorry for such delay... I was unable to find an inspiration for this. ;_;]