towerofanimus | Sulking [open]

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.

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"You are sitting by yourself on a staircase, gazing into the dark abyss," said Sollux flatly. "If you're not angsting then I will eat my throwing stars."

"I'm thinking." Suzaku told him flatly, "It's a good place to gather my thoughts."

"About?" He's angsting, he's totally angsting, but Sollux is just going to stay around and ruin it. He's curious, sue him.

"Many things, mostly ways to help the residents of this tower to survive, since our captors seem intent on making things difficult."

Also ways to stop Lelouch turning anyone else into murderers... And mostly about the past, but that was classed under angsting and he wasn't doing that.

"You're gunning for justice, huh?" Sollux folded his arms, still leaning against the pole. He, personally, did not place very much value in that idea. There was no point in helping other people, as far as Sollux was concerned; at the end of the day, they would all go turncoat if they got the chance. He knew about trolls like this guy, trying to bring peace and equality to Alternia, but they were just deluding themselves and everyone else -- no one would go for an idea like that. The sight of blood was just too delightful.

"Something like that." In Suzaku's experience the path to peace and equality was filled with blood, enough to satisfy even the most bloodthirstiest of humans. "If not justice than just mere survival, if we can't get out worlds back; if they are gone then we should be allowed to live in a place where we are not experimented on."

"Experimented on?" Well that's interesting. Sollux was not previously aware that experimentation was a Thing in the tower, and his emotionless mask started to fracture shortly afterward. If they were made to be lab rats on a regular basis, then... then...

Suzaku nodded, "Those that brought us here believe that we shouldn't complain about it, since they saved us." His face showed what he thought of that, and he noticed Sollux's face start to change. "Unfortunately it is a regular occurrence."

Well, this is not a good development. Not a good development at all. "What kind of experiments, generally?"

"One of our captors has performed surgery on several captives, changing them, mixing them with things. But there have also been experiments such as forcing us to kill each other... Sometimes they are less experiments as games, though our captives are the only ones who find any fun in them." He stared into the darkness as he spoke.

Sollux frowned, and decided to ignore the fact that he was now looking into the abyss as well. He had been mostly concerned with the fact that this meant their captors could see the color of his blood if they cut him open for the 'experiments', but from what Suzaku said, it seemed that letting them know his blood color would be the least of his problems. A bunch of sadistic bastards, setting up their little games while everyone else gets their asses handed to them. The thought was not unimaginable to him, and in fact had been implemented a few times on Alternia, but now there seemed to be no escape from it.

Well, we couldn't have that, now could we.

"Do you know a way to get out of here?"

He'd been crawling to escape several times before now, mostly out of habit; wanderlust meant he could not stay in one place for very long, unless that place happened to be the Land of Mist and Clocktowers. But now there was no place to go except the other floors of this goddamn tower, and if the owners really were doing all of these things like the human said they were...

"There isn't one. There are no doors, the openings are too far up, I tried to scale down the tower once but was killed in the fog." He frowned, "Dying just means you wake up back in your room."

No way to escape, not even through death.

Sollux put his head in one hand, sighing. "That's great. That's really great. Why the hell were we taken here in the first place? The 'worlds were destroyed' bullshit?"

"Yes, the worlds were destroyed. Or perhaps they were lying. They are good at illusions, at making things feel real when they are not." He shrugged, "Regardless of whether we were kidnapped or saved the end result is the same."

"Yeah, we're stuck here with some other survivors and a control room full of pricks as company." Sollux pushed his glasses up his nose and fiddled with the bracelets on his arms, looking for anything to occupy his hands with. However, it seemed to give him an idea, and he stared at his wrists for a couple of seconds before looking back up at Suzaku. "Powers. Do they work here?"

Suzaku nodded and then blinked, wondering just how knew this Sollux was. At least he was assuming his name was Sollux, he looked like him but if worlds had different circumstances they could have different names as well.

"In the whole tower or on this floor?"

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