Suzaku Kururugi (
swordofzero) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-08-10 12:03 pm
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Characters: Suzaku and Open
Setting: Floor sixteen
Format: Starting in prose but I can switch
Summary: Suzaku was off wandering his world when he turned nineteen last month but today is another anniversary and does Suzaku even need an excuse to stare into a bottomless pit and brood?
Warnings: Mostly just angst
Things had started to calm down a little, Suzaku had spoken to Lelouch and though harsh words had been exchanged things were a little better between them. He had spoken to Minato as well, but still felt guilt for what he had done, Ryoji seemed to have disappeared completely though and Suzaku was worried.
Suzaku had woken up this morning and left his room early as he usually did, he didn't really know the two roommates who had replaced Signless and Psiioniic. Probably for the best, since Suzaku's habit of hurting those he was supposed to protect seemed to be getting worse the longer he remained here. So he avoided his room and spent most of his days training or fighting monsters, helping those who needed it but for the most part avoiding people.
But today he didn't go to the meadow or forest. Instead he continued down to floor sixteen this floor had always interested him, a room of nothingness, he sat on the stairs; legs dangling off the side and stared down at the darkness. He was nineteen now, he had realised when he had returned from his dead world that his birthday had been and gone. It was a strange feeling, nineteen and yet still Suzaku Kururugi, if his and Lelouch's plan had worked Suzaku Kururugi would have been dead before he turned nineteen.
Yet it hadn't, they had failed and were stuck here. All their plans for nothing. He stared out into the darkness. The recent events weren't the only reason for his dark mood. Today nine years ago him and Lelouch had stood on a hill and watched the first Britannian planes swarm into Japan. A few days later he had killed for the first time and now...
He had long lost count of how many lives he had taken, how many families he had cut apart. All in the name of saving Japan. His hands gripped the staircase, he couldn't jump; the Geass wouldn't let him. Even if he could he would just wake up tomorrow, and nothing would have changed. He had once been so sure they could escape, that they could defeat their captors. But now he wasn't even sure it was worth trying, it just caused more suffering.
The worlds were gone, they had no where to go. He could throw everything into another plan of Lelouch's, caring only for the end result. But there was no end result. This wasn't Britannia, their captors had more power than any of them could imagine and the power to take away everyone else's.
Still Suzaku had never been one to sit and do nothing. He had to fight, and he had to live.
Even if that second one was through no choice of his own. He stared lost in thought, though his head turned when he heard people approaching. Remaining alert.
Setting: Floor sixteen
Format: Starting in prose but I can switch
Summary: Suzaku was off wandering his world when he turned nineteen last month but today is another anniversary and does Suzaku even need an excuse to stare into a bottomless pit and brood?
Warnings: Mostly just angst
Things had started to calm down a little, Suzaku had spoken to Lelouch and though harsh words had been exchanged things were a little better between them. He had spoken to Minato as well, but still felt guilt for what he had done, Ryoji seemed to have disappeared completely though and Suzaku was worried.
Suzaku had woken up this morning and left his room early as he usually did, he didn't really know the two roommates who had replaced Signless and Psiioniic. Probably for the best, since Suzaku's habit of hurting those he was supposed to protect seemed to be getting worse the longer he remained here. So he avoided his room and spent most of his days training or fighting monsters, helping those who needed it but for the most part avoiding people.
But today he didn't go to the meadow or forest. Instead he continued down to floor sixteen this floor had always interested him, a room of nothingness, he sat on the stairs; legs dangling off the side and stared down at the darkness. He was nineteen now, he had realised when he had returned from his dead world that his birthday had been and gone. It was a strange feeling, nineteen and yet still Suzaku Kururugi, if his and Lelouch's plan had worked Suzaku Kururugi would have been dead before he turned nineteen.
Yet it hadn't, they had failed and were stuck here. All their plans for nothing. He stared out into the darkness. The recent events weren't the only reason for his dark mood. Today nine years ago him and Lelouch had stood on a hill and watched the first Britannian planes swarm into Japan. A few days later he had killed for the first time and now...
He had long lost count of how many lives he had taken, how many families he had cut apart. All in the name of saving Japan. His hands gripped the staircase, he couldn't jump; the Geass wouldn't let him. Even if he could he would just wake up tomorrow, and nothing would have changed. He had once been so sure they could escape, that they could defeat their captors. But now he wasn't even sure it was worth trying, it just caused more suffering.
The worlds were gone, they had no where to go. He could throw everything into another plan of Lelouch's, caring only for the end result. But there was no end result. This wasn't Britannia, their captors had more power than any of them could imagine and the power to take away everyone else's.
Still Suzaku had never been one to sit and do nothing. He had to fight, and he had to live.
Even if that second one was through no choice of his own. He stared lost in thought, though his head turned when he heard people approaching. Remaining alert.

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She's not used to seeing other people here, and is startled a bit before smiling at the stranger on the ground. "Hi. I didn't scare you, did I?"
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Jade sits down next to him, completely blocking the rest of the staircase. Good thing the tower was so big; other people could readily be on completely different floors and not find them for hours, at least, that was her experience so far. "Are you watching it too?"
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"Maybe it's magic."
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The narrative would like to apologize deeply for this, but it seemed as if Suzaku would not be getting any encouraging words today. At least, not from this guy. If he were to look up, the pilot would find another one of those troll blokes, wearing dark glasses and an equally dark expression. The staircase wasn't wide enough to accomodate both of them, so he had no choice but to point out this little problem. He has important things to do down there, okay.
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This was as private as it got anyways.
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action spam like a lame hylian usual comic relief thing
... Grace thy name is Not-Quite-Elf.
Sheepish, Link turns to apologize but realizes it's Suzaku and just ends up staring, embarrassed. ]
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[ S-sorry, bro. ]
best comic relief
Link tries, really.
S-sorry, I... did not see you, Suzaku.
[ HORRIBLE MISTAKE #1: look where you're going on the stairs??? ]
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T-thanks for the help up though, fellow Knight! ... Hero? Ehhh. Link accepts the help a bit jerkily, skittish. Maybe the Zelda-stuff has set them on edge or something... ]
No, it is really my fault for not paying more attention, but that hardly matters... thank you. Are... you faring decently, Suzaku? You seem... lost.
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erm warning for suicidle thoughts (I'm sorry...)
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Still...she managed to get over her nerves and walk near him, but not too near.
"...Suzaku. You are ok." And she said that with a heartfelt gentle tone. She really was happy to know that he seemed alright, for tower standards anyway.
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"I feel that I am." she giggles. Disciple then begins to walk over to him. "I am sorry for what you have been put through."
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"Rather it is I that failed you. You and Psi..." And everyone else he had failed to protect.
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