02: Mundane is best

[doublechecks]

Who: Lelouch and You!
What: Just your daily activities throughout the Tower!
When: Morning -> Afternoon
Where: Floor 1, 3 and 25
Format: Action Tags, but I can follow yours if you like!
Warning: N/A for now!

Floor 1:
[You're going to see a male in a very... uh. Fabulous white outfit cooking up a simple meal of eggs and bacon. For some reason, Lelouch had taken it upon himself to cook breakfast and while he's not a good cook, he can at least make them taste decent, as he's spent most of his time back home cooking for his dearest little sister.

Feel free to approach him, though! And give him a little scare or something.]

Floor 3:
[...Why is he doing this again? Manual labor is certainly not his everyday thing as far as his life is concerned. He should be doing something related to finding more things to know about this place, or just. Walking up the st- no, no that's an even worse idea considering his constitution and the dangers associated with those... inhuman things lurking in the tower.

Giving a sigh, Lelouch is going to just, sort books out in the Library should you desire to approach him with a few questions regarding certain books.]

Floor 25:
[Looking over the meadow, Lelouch is just perched on the grass, thinking about... Well, everything, really. The fact that this Tower can and will inflict suffering to anyone brings a small shiver to him. And here he thought he wasn't going to feel fear ever since he was about to die by his friend's hand.

It was meant to happen.

Lelouch vi Britannia had to die. As of right now, he's just a nameless phantom, a left-over trinket from his homeworld borrowing the name. Ah, truly, he is Zero in the truest sense.]

...Hm.

[But for now, he'll take on that name once again. Not to change the world, not to protect but to exist for clearly, there must be a reason for him to be here.]

Comments

floor 3 - them talking in libraries just keeps happening

[beknightedheroine]

<sub>[Sayaka's never really shown much respect at all to the tower's book collection - books were increasingly uncommon in Mitakihara, unwieldy as the things could be, and that one time her friend made a skateboard ramp out of them was one of her more positive experiences here.

That's why she takes a minute to watch and figure out what Lelouch is actually doing with the books as he sorts them - but unable to find any ulterior meaning besides just 'sorting books,' Sayak makes herself known with a comment.]</sub>

Back in the library again, huh? Just can't resist the siren call of all this ink-stained wood pulp?

Y e p

[doublechecks]

More like the place booted me into this job.

[He's going to just stop. Sorting those books for a while and turn to face her.]

What about you? I don't think you're the type to stay in this kind of place.

Re: Y e p

[beknightedheroine]

Part of the fabled ranks of the legendary librarians! Warriors of the pen! ..or would that be worriers..?

_[Cough.]

You're right, the whole 'stuffy tomb of tomes' thing isn't my deal. I dunno, maybe I just wanted some different scenery that's actually physically possible, you know?

[doublechecks]

I'll take the legendary librarians, if you don't mind it.

[>Lelouch gained the title of 'Legendary Librarian'!

Okay no he's just joking but still!]

And a meadow in the tower doesn't count as physically possible?

[beknightedheroine]

Gotcha, mister legend sir~.

..eh, well. That meadow's pretty okay, even if it'd make my old physics teacher cry. <sub>Well, maybe it wouldn't make him cry. I'm pretty convinced he was a robot.

[Wear that title with pride, Lelouch.]</sub>

Floor 1

[pauldrons]

[Hungry SOLDIERs need to eat a lot of food, but they generally aren't taught to cook. Zack is no exception to this rule, but he's willing to give it a try though, which is why he's up in the kitchen with a pan in his hands. What's he trying to make? Hard to say/

Although, judging by the utterly confused look on his face, it may be a better idea to stop him and force him to put the pan away. Sandwiches can be good breakfast food!]

[doublechecks]

...

[Good lord, what is that terrible smell?

Oh hey, there's another guy here, and what the hell is in that pan.]

...What are you trying to make, if I may ask?

[pauldrons]

[That smell is the smoke caused by burnt flour, butter, and oil. And it's only getting thicker despite Zack removing it from the heat and waving his hand through it. Where's that sink...]

Uh...[cough] I think it was pancakes? Not sure anymore.

[doublechecks]

Give me that.

[He's going to just. Pry it off the other male's hands, and dumping it in the sink.

Rude much?]

[swordofzero]

[Once Suzaku had convinced himself that Psiioniic would be... if not alright then at least capable of recovery he began searching for Lelouch. When at first he hadn't found him he had been afraid that he had disappeared. Or worse that he had never been here at all, just another illusion of the tower.

He was almost certain that what he had seen after he died was not real. But that was the problem with this tower, working out what was real and what was illusion. It had felt real the dying world with his dying friends. But it contradicted what Lelouch had told him...

When he saw Lelouch in the meadow his relief was clear on his face.] Lelouch.

[doublechecks]

Suzaku.

[Lelouch continued to sit, his back still facing Suzaku's as he registered the other's presence.

He had seen it. Suzaku's punishment. And to be honest, that went against everything he had planned for the Zero Requiem. Was it real? A dream? He has completely no idea of the truth, but he can definitely tell that Suzaku was bothered by it. Yes, Lelouch has seen the depravity of the people running this place. Their way in inciting violence even against the closest of friends.

Still. The task at hand has not been cleared, there are still a lot of variables he has to account for, and a lot of unknown ones to find.]

/uses this icon forever

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku nodded at the greeting even though the other wouldn't see it with his back turned to him. Suzaku stood still, adopting the pose of a knight, falling back into old patterns as easily as putting on old clothing once more. It was a comfort and yet he still had to wonder. Had they really won? After all Lelouch knew nothing after his death, what if Suzaku had messed it up? What if their plan had gone wrong and the world he had seen was real?

Or the world was no more like their captors claimed and all that remained where these fragments of death and pain.]

[doublechecks]

Know that the Zero Requiem is a success. And that you are not a monster.

[IS because Lelouch knows that there was no possible way for the plan to fail. Nunnally is a good leader and he trusts her in reshaping the world to her vision. The problem now is Suzaku's wavering mind from all the damages the Tower had inflicted on him.

He stood up and faced Suzaku, waiting for his reaction.]

Floor 25

[nemophila]

[Jun spent most of his time either in the library or the meadow-- and he'd seen this guy in the library before, and now he was here, so... might, as well try to be friendly...?]

Um... [Goes his meager attempt to get the guy's attention.] Are you... alright?

[doublechecks]

...?

[Ah, it's that person from the library.]

I can assure you that I'm just fine.

[nemophila]

Are you sure...? You just... looked a little out of sorts, I suppose.

[doublechecks]

...I was just thinking about home, nothing more, nothing less.

[Well, at the very least he's talking, right?]

Floor 1

[fracta_anima]

[Minami, ever hungry, pops right up behind him a lot closer than she probably should and leans over his shoulder, practically drooling at the sight of his cooking.]

Can I have some?

[doublechecks]

[...Gah! Where did she come from!?]

...Pardon?

[fracta_anima]

The food. Can I have some? I suck at cooking and all they have prepared are those stupid nutrition bars and the oatmeal.

[doublechecks]

...Well.

[He does have some spare ingredients that he just grabbed.]

I suppose it wouldn't hurt.

floor 1

[nodeviations]

[Frankly, it wasn't the outfit that struck Jay as odd in any way- his own clothes, and the style everyone wore back home, was basically not that far off.

Instead, he was wordlessly observing the other's culinary skills, as if analyzing an enemy's attack pattern. His footsteps were all but silent, up until he was right next to Lelouch's elbow.]

This is not your job, is it?

[doublechecks]

[...What's with people and surprising him, really. There's a sigh as he relaxed from being startled.]

No, it isn't. Why are you asking?

[nodeviations]

[Jay leaned on one leg, putting his hands on his hips cockily.]

I wouldn't want our cook to be so mediocre. That's all.

[From the cheeky smile, he may be messing with you. Or he's just a little asshole.]

[doublechecks]

And what, pray tell, that makes you think that I'm the cook of this place?

[He's used to assholes, alright.]