Pawn to B3 (Open Post)

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Who: Lelouch Lamperouge and You!
What: Open Post
When: February 1st - 7th
Where All around
Format: Quick, will follow though.
Warning: N/A


Floor 22
[Ah, the art gallery. A place where he can see home and yet not, after all, one can't interact with the paintings they depict here, despite how inviting they looked. Though, the reason he's here more often than not relates to his desire to be left alone to think in this quiet place.

Of course, he does know that at some point of time, someone would eventually either find this place or just decided to lurk around here.

Which is probably why he's a bit willing to be conversing with you after the mess that was last month.]

Floor 25
[It's been a while since he visited this place, and to be honest, after all the work he'd been doing in the library what's with the alarming amount of books scattered across the place lately, even he needs a break from all that.

Which would be why he's just taking a nap on the meadow, fully intending to walk away before nighttime arrives.]

Floor 84
[...Ah, yes. The feeling of everything giving him the impression that it could be used to better human lives were not lost on him, though, he decided to file it away to the back of his mind as he absent-mindedly stack blocks of stones in order to make a makeshift, blocky house, still not fully trusting himself to dig deeper for other materials.

Of course, he could always do other things with the resources available at the ground level.]

Floor 100
[...

He's been standing there in silence for a while, already. After all, the scenery before him was unmistakably the Student Council room in Ashford Academy, which was where he was for practically half of his school days, spending it with his classmates as well as keeping his facade up to them.

Of course, this all meant nothing when you can't interact with the objects.

But he has to give them props for being actually capable to do these things in the first place.]

Others
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Comments

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku nodded and turned to follow Lelouch]

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[Well, it didn't take them long to reach the kitchen, and even less time for him to ask:]

What do you feel like eating?

[swordofzero]

I have no preference.

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That is not an acceptable answer.

[yep, he can do this allll day long bro. Just to annoy you, if it does.]

[swordofzero]

I'll have whatever you are eating.

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I suppose that's an improvement, coming from you.

[swordofzero]

What do you want me to say?

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Something other than following my every whims.

[clearly.]

[swordofzero]

Fine. I'll cook. [Yup. Marching to the fridge and opening it.]

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Funny, I was under the impression that you and Cécile went to the same culinary school together.

[yep.]

[swordofzero]

[He froze, because Cecile is a painful name to hear. Someone he had failed to save.] She taught me yes. [But hey he knows enough to not put wasabi and beetroot together, or anything equally as disgusting.]

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All the more reason for me to re-train you in your culinary skills, then.

[sorry bro, but even he doesn't know what goes on in that woman's brain when it comes to food.]

[swordofzero]

I can cook perfectly fine. [Stubbornness is a wonderful trait]

Her food wasn't even that bad.

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Are you sure?

[...this is already turning into an awful sign of his friend's tastebuds.

He's pretty sure the tower's strange foods had a part in that too.]

[swordofzero]

I'm sure. Now what do you want to eat?

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I suppose we should start with fried eggs.

[because no one could ever ruin that.]

[swordofzero]

[He went to the fridge and found eggs, checking they were actual eggs and not something bizarre.

He did worry a little, as he hadn't seen any chickens here in the tower in all his time here.

But he takes them over to the counter and finds a frying pan.]

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[Going to just wait here yeeeah.]

[swordofzero]

[See, it's fine, the heat is on, he cracks the eggs decently enough and grabs a spatula to make sure they don't stick.]

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[Well, nothing seems to be burning just yet, so at the very least he's not freaking out badly.]

[swordofzero]

[See. Nothing is on fire. Yet] What do you want with these?

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Anything that does not involve candies.

[yeah.]

[swordofzero]

[Well... he can probably manage toast... he turns the grill on and goes hunting for bread.]

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[Still watching a bit silently, he's going to amuse himself by biting into a spare candy on the counter there.]

[swordofzero]

[Bread found, and under grill and then he is back to the eggs, turning down the heat since they are beginning to stick and he should have put the bread in sooner...]