[ Closed ]

[likewishes]

Who: Lelouch & Co
When: August 2nd - 5th
Where: Geass House
What: Nunnally is gone and Lelouch never has been really good at letting things go where it concerns her. But he can't just sit around being a grumpy pants forever, now can he?
Warnings/Notes: TBD


Or could he?

True to form, once Lelouch knew that Nunnally wouldn't be coming back, it felt like his whole world had ended yet again. The reaction this time isn't as harsh or severe. Time around Lelouch didn't stop moving nor did he lock up and slide towards a mental breakdown. Instead he was aware of time passing, but he didn't seem to care. His thoughts didn't cease, but his mind didn't really seem to be completely firing on all cylinders either. It was sluggish, refusing to keep up at its normal pace. No wonder that he found it hard to be motivated to do anything. Lelouch wasn't leaving his room nor was he actively on the Mognet either.

When he did leave, it was late at night/early in the morning. Lelouch did this only to eat before slipping away back into his room. Whether or not he was avoiding everyone else in the house or not wasn't something he was actively thinking about. Perhaps Lelouch just didn't want to have contact with anyone subconsciously. Regardless, he wasn't doing much more than running on autopilot. This concerned Mogya, considering the Moogle was the one that would bring the plates back from his room. She would bring water to and from the room and each time she would see Lelouch reading more books, but not actually reading them. Mogya didn't understand the behavior and expressed her concerned to the other residents in the home. She was getting pretty worried.

Though it was silly, wasn't it? Lelouch wasn't able to be distracted by anything like the Black Knights or the Requiem. So all he had time for was to sit and think. It wasn't fair, getting a small taste of being something like siblings again, only to have it taken from him. At the same time, that wasn't the right way of thinking. At the end of the day, his punishment was still being carried out like this. The siblings were still separated from each other. The problem was he wasn't certain if this was a positive outcome or not and there was nothing he could do about it. Nunnally wasn't here, but she had to be somewhere... Maybe that was what he was truly getting caught up on: being powerless to make sure that his little sister was safe and sound.

Comments

[arosetowar]

[There was a time when Cornelia would have skewered Zero on her lance and grinned as he died; then he unmasked himself and she didn't care for the sight of his blood any longer. She wasn't present when the Black Knights were moments away from executing him. She supported Nunnally taking a stand against Lelouch believing that it would work, that Nunnally's survival would be enough to stay his hand. And she would not have done that if she didn't also support the siblings being reunited, or if part of her hadn't accepted his purpose of creating a world where Nunnally could thrive.]

[Even here, with Zero Requiem behind her and with Euphy miraculously by her side, she has pushed only for the truth.]

[There are very few weaknesses that Cornelia will admit to having, even to herself. Her family is one of them. Perhaps Lelouch will realise that one day, though a significant part of her hopes he never does.]

You're stalling.

[likewishes]

[ The grin is slight, but it's an improvement. ]

A little, but not as much as you think.

[ He isn't stalling for the sake of stalling. Lelouch just can't wrap his mind around it is all. Naturally he wonders if there is something to be gained by this. If there is some ulterior motive or angle. Is there even a play at all? Could it be that Cornelia is simply doing what she does for people under her care or watch?

Lelouch might one day understand that it isn't just Euphy that is a weak point for Cornelia. But that day is far off. With a sigh, he is to his feet. ]

I'll try to keep up.

[arosetowar]

[If she has an ulterior motive, then it stems from his final thought: morale among the four of them is in such a poor state that it won't improve without intervention. Initially, she had intervened with anger; now, however, it is as he wonders. She is falling into the familiar step of a leader, of someone far more accustomed to taking action than to presuming to turn her back on a situation beause its surrounding circumstances are uncomfortable.]

See that you do.

[She almost moves to lead him out of his room, out of the house, before she thinks to ask,]

Are you equipped for a walk?

[She means dressed. Proper shoes. Clothes that will protect him from the elements, from any low grade monsters that may have wandered far from their territory. What is it like to not spend the majority of her life speaking in a soldier's tongue to others who favour the same language? Fuck if she knows.]