[ 02 ] ✿✿ [ Semi-open ◦ Backdated ]

[moralitypet]

Characters: Nunnally vi Britannia, Lelouch vi Britannia, and anyone else who was invited to a birthday party. Alternatively, anyone who would slip into this lounge in particular.
Setting: Floor 38, backdated to the afternoon of December 5th.
Format: Tagger's choice. Free for all, make your own threads, do your own thang.
Summary: Someone has a birthday today. You should show up to spank him since Nunnally can't.
Warnings: Teenager shenanigans, will tag future stuff.

Not that it would be much of a party in the first place. This month made it difficult to acquire treats, although there may be something special for the birthday boy a little later. Nunnally's made it her goal to invite people to join that she thinks would be there, but since the lounge is public, there's no telling just who might be here. Really, it's more of a gathering of people than an actual birthday party. Minimal decorations are hung up, but in a tower that didn't really provide much for them, preparations are hard to come by. No matter any of that: anyone who wished to attend could find a small group of people mingling amongst themselves with the intent of trying to have a good time despite other incidents in the tower. In fact, a couple of them just might be completely oblivious to what's going on.

Comments

[doublechecks]

[This. Was completely unnecessary and annoying, to be honest. If anything they shouldn't celebrate his existence at all considering his lack of it in this place.

That would be the case if he didn't know Nunnally was the one behind it. Truth be told he was surprised that she would even celebrate it for him after knowing what had happened back home as well as all the unaired mess that his Shadow also did in its wake.

But enough about that, have a teenager just sitting in one corner of the room.

Knitting a scarf.]

[tempus_scorpius]

[Rolo looks around a bit rather cautiously before entering after receiving an invite. He still did not completely trust Nunnally after all. Then he spots Lelouch and he comes over with his gift - a bundle of animal pelts for his older brother to keep warm with. Don't worry, he's already cleaned them.]

Happy birthday... nii-san...

[swordofzero]

[He doesn't have a present and he's only actually here because of Nunnally, and Rolo. He's leaning against the wall as if he were keeping guard on the floor. Which he is... he went to the meeting and knows what Mondo is planning. He wont have Nunnally caught up in it.]

[doublechecks]

[Spotting Suzaku wasn't that hard, after all, he's used to his presence already, despite the numerous rough bumps they had endured throughout this year. Turning to Rolo, he's going to eye the gift Rolo handed to him.]

Did you hunt them yourself?

[tempus_scorpius]

[Rolo is just going to ignore Suzaku for now. He smiles.]

I did. I hunted and skinned them. These will keep you warm, nii-san.

[doublechecks]

...Thank you, Rolo.

[Well, that's the very least he can do for this... tool of his.]

[tempus_scorpius]

[He smiles more at that. He's not a tool, Lelouch.. :\]

Is there anything else I can do for you, nii-san?

[doublechecks]

You've done a lot for me for a while, so why don't you take this chance to get some rest for a change, hm?

['As in, relax and do nothing.']

[tempus_scorpius]

[... but he's getting very restless being so idle here...]

[He nods though as he has to obey his big brother. Yet there's something that's been gnawing at him...]

Nii-san. ... what am I to you?

[doublechecks]

You are my brother.

[And a murderer, and a tool. All that was left unsaid as he tried to keep up the pretense that he still viewed him as one of his own.]

I AM THE LATEST EQ, IT IS ME.... late to my own logs

[angramaintsu]

[ It isn't as though Rin wishes to be here. No, she just heard about it from word of mouth and thought she might come and tease him for it. ]

You can knit? [ Nope, there's more important things to discuss than his birthday. ]

/slow claps

[doublechecks]

It was necessary at the time I took up this skill.

[Deadpan answer as he continued to do the action, yep.]

[swordedpast]

[ He's not a party person in the slightest, but--

It's awfully troubling to turn down an invitation by a girl with as open and sincere a face as Nunnally's.

So when Archer shows up, he has his arms folded and he's sticking to the edge of the room, scowling darkly at the "party."

But he's there. ]

[doublechecks]

[Well, that's a face he never expected to see around this area. Did she...?]

...Now, isn't this interesting...

[swordedpast]

Oh.

[And he musters his best sarcasm.]

Isn't it? I'd be really interested in knowing what you're doing here, too.

[But he has a sneaking suspicion...]

[doublechecks]

[Hm...]

Sure you would've known when someone is celebrating the day they are born?

[swordedpast]

[That sneaking suspicion just got confirmed. So Archer doesn't exactly look surprised. He just looks really unimpressed.]

Yes, but that's if they're celebrating. If they're only hanging around making a pitiful nuisance of themselves, I can't tell at all.

[doublechecks]

Touché, man in red.

[Point for you, etc. etc. not.]

Though, I never thought you'd be the type for any kinds of celebration.

[After all, he had the impression that the man is as dry as a stick.]

[swordedpast]

[He was right. But...

Archer visibly suppresses a scowl.]

I was invited by a girl who seemed to think it important. Should I have turned her down?

[doublechecks]

[And THIS time he's the one that suppressed a scowl from forming on his face.]

...She asked you to come.

[No, it's cool. It's cool. He's not mad or anything.]

[swordedpast]

Yes, she did. Actually, she said she'd show me something here. Something rare. I wonder if she meant you? You're not that rare.

spams you tonight....

[moralitypet]

[ Nunnally finds that life is a lot easier when she can see someone face to face. So the moment she notices Archer, she's wheeling herself right on over to him to give a friendly wave. ]

Welcome to the party, Archer. I admit it isn't much of one, but at least you can meet my brother.

drowns in tags and dies.

[swordedpast]

Your brother, huh...?

[ He doesn't exactly look surprised. He didn't expect a few things at this party--Lelouch's presence, Nunnally being in a wheelchair--but they make sense enough now that he sees them. ]

You should warn for him. "Beware of insufferable kid at this party."

maybe I should actually tag you back here too that could be something I could do

[moralitypet]

He isn't insufferable. [ Huffing up just a bit. ]

You wouldn't be too happy about celebrating your birthday in this cold tower, would you? We're trying to make the best of it, but there's only so much we can do.

MAYBE...

[swordedpast]

Is that why he's so prickly? I'm not sure it explains everything.

[ But he relents, because it's kind of upsetting to see her look sad! Damn. ]

It's bad timing. There was better food available last month, wasn't there? Well, next month you'll probably be able to make him something more, so just say it's a belated present then.