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

[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?]

[pauldrons]

[He's just...staring. He could have gotten it to the sink himself, but if the other guy wants to...well. Too late to do anything about it now.]

That bad, huh?

[doublechecks]

You might want to invest in a proper cookbook before you have a try in this place again.

[Totally. Deadpan.]

[pauldrons]

Guess I'll just...check the library or something, then.

[siiiigh. That bad. Great. Also, that was indeed his stomach growling. Quite loudly, too, hence his sheepish look.]

You wouldn't know where I could find a loaf of bread, would you? Can't burn anything just by making a sandwich, right?

[doublechecks]

It'd take someone really special to mess even a sandwich up.

[Are you that special person, Zack? Are you?

In any case, he's going to just sigh and point to a cabinet for the stranger to get his bread from.]

[pauldrons]

Yeah. Guess it would.

[....he might be. Maybe. Maybe you should get out of the kitchen, Lelouch. Or whack him with that frying pan you ripped out of his hands.

Why? Because he's making a sandwich and there's no telling if he'll mess this up, too.]

[doublechecks]

[Well, he's pretty much done with his food, so he's going to just, pick his own pan up, and dump the contents in the plate.

And munching on it as he tries to see what Zack'll do next.]

[pauldrons]

[What Zack'll do next? He'll simply make a cheese sandwich, putting everything back where he got it when he's done. See? not even he can mess up a sandwich. ...mostly. It's kind of lopsided but it's definitely edible.

Even if it wasn't, Zack's hungry enough he'd have eaten that mess in the sink. So he'll just be chowing down on that sandwich now, that's all.]

[doublechecks]

...And here I thought you'd mess it up as well.

[It was definitely said in a teasing tone, though.]

[pauldrons]

Hey, just cause I can't cook doesn't mean I can't make a sandwich, you know.

[And that teasing tone earns Lelouch a pout, right before Zack takes a giant chunk out of his meal. Really, he's not that terrible!]

[doublechecks]

[There's an amused smirk coming from Lelouch.]

I'll say.

[...Ah, how rude, he hasn't introduced himself yet.]

I am Lelouch, and you are?

[pauldrons]

[Having had manners drilled into his head, Zack doesn't respond until he's swallowed the massive bite in his mouth. Two can play at the nice game, after all!]

Zack. Zack Fair. It's nice to meet you, Lelouch.

[doublechecks]

Same here. I do hope you're getting used to this place?

[pauldrons]

Much as you can get used to a place in five days, yeah. Only real trouble's the monsters.

[And the collar, which he's reaching up to tug before he seems to stop himself and let all the air in his system out. bad habit? yep.]

[doublechecks]

Ah, yes. A shame that we can't do a thing about them.

[pauldrons]

[That makes Zack pause, then he smiles and shakes his head.] That's where you'd be wrong, man. We can do something about them.

[doublechecks]

[...Oh he definitely gets what he's implying.]

...Please, do tell.

[He can't berate him for being an idiot, (he's not that close yet).

But he certainly can mock him.]

[pauldrons]

[Another pause as he takes a bite out of his sandwich, remembering to chew and swallow before speaking. He has no clue what he's walking into. No clue at all.]

Well, there's two things we can do. We can either fight them off, or we can hide in our dorms for the entire time we're here. Pretty sure I know which one's actually going to do us more good.

[doublechecks]

...Not bad.

[Beat.]

For a neanderthal, that is.

[pauldrons]

[Pause. ......Man, really? Calling him an idiot already? That was faster than he expected!]

Hey, I said it was an option. Didn't say it was the smartest idea in the world.

[doublechecks]

To be honest, that's just not an idea, but common sense.

[pauldrons]

Which you don't see many people using. [another bite, another swallow. Pardon him for being famished, Lelouch.] Besides, I haven't heard anyone else come up with anything else, either.

[doublechecks]

...You have a point, there, true. But that might be because they're too busy recovering from the recent experiment.

[pauldrons]

Experiment? [And that confuses him. He knows what they are, sure, but he had no idea people did experiments here. What the hell did he stumble into this time?]