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Characters: Signless & Ψiioniic, and if any of their roommates would like to be present or anyone else would like to drop in on them, feel free!
Setting: 2-8, backdated to shortly after this thread, so just after the Condesce arrives but before Dualscar does.
Format: Narrative please
Summary: After killing himself, the Signless & the Condesce, Ψiioniic wakes in their room.
Warnings: graphic imagery and slave issues, most likely

Ψiioniic woke in the grasp of the same sleep paralysis he'd experienced on first coming to the tower. He couldn't move or open his eyes, but his brain was working at full speed.

Since he'd never expected to wake again, this was disconcerting and somewhat terrifying. The last thing he remembered was sacrificing himself to try to stop the fight between Signless and the Condesce - and to prevent the Condesce from ordering him to kill Signless.

Why was he alive? Where was he? Who had won the battle?

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Suzaku blinked, a huge sea monster? Grub. Then his eyebrow raised further, different colour blood. That threw him off, what did they mean different colour blood. "Only one command, one command for each person," he corrected though he was still trying to understand what they were telling him.

"What do you mean different colour blood, and why... up to... is it..." He didn't really know how to say what his mind was telling him, "The colour of your blood is... your place in society?" Because he had heard of sayings like "blue blooded Britanians," but that wasn't literal...

Signless nodded at Psiioniic's correction. He would know better than Signless did, exactly what the Condesce could do. Either way, it was a horrific possibility, and one that kept him up at nights, sometimes, when they'd tangled with threshecutioners one too many times.

"Trolls have different colours of blood. It's called the hemospectrum," he explained. "The rustbloods are the lowest, with the shortest lifespan, and the most numerous. The highest are the purple-blooded sea dwellers. The Condesce has the highest blood of all, and has lived for hundreds of sweeps, maybe thousands." He shrugged. "So yeah, the colour of our blood determines our place in society. The highbloods rule, and can cull lowbloods any time they want."

From things the Condesce had said in his hearing, Ψiioniic was pretty certain the only reason she hadn't wiped out every low-blood up to green to rid herself of Signless' rebellion was because she hadn't been certain it would kill Signless. He was outside the hemospectrum, after all. Probably he'd die with the rust-bloods, but who knew? She hadn't wanted to destroy so much of her power base on a possibility.

Her Imperial Condescension was nothing if not calculating.

"Becauthe there's so many low-bloods hatched every breeding cycle, and we die so fatht anyway, we're pretty disposable as far ath the high-bloods are concerned," Ψiioniic agreed. "Plus, the vast majority of psychicth are low-bloods, so it's easier to take us into thlavery." He dug a claw into his palm until yellow blood welled up around it, then turned his hand to show it to Suzaku. "I'm a yellow-blood. High end of the low-bloods, not quite green enough to be a mid-blood. Not that it matterth, with powers as strong ath mine. I'd have been a thlave even if I wath a blue-blood."

"Sounds about right." Suzaku felt a well of anger. It seemed that worlds wern't that different after all. He looked at Psiiniic's hand and sure enough the blood was yellow.

"Where I come from everyone has the same colour blood, red. But it doesn't stop them opressing others, they just go on other factors like the bit of land you were born on and who your parent's were." Because it was easy to understand in his own terms, the Blue and Purple bloods being the Britannian nobility, the low bloods being the numbers. Slavery didn't exist in his world but he thought of Rolo, as much as he had disliked the boy, the training he had gone through to turn him into a Geass using assassin and wondered if that was really true.

"Those higher in society always seek to oppress those they see lower than themselves."

"Shit," Signless said, sighing. "Really? I heard that you humans were better...that you do something called elections, asking everyone to choose your leaders and things."

"I think however they get in power, there will alwayth be some who want to stay there desperately enough to exploit the lower classeth," Ψiioniic said with a sigh. He reached out and touched Signless' arm. "But it wath different, wasn't it? In your visionth. There was no hemospectrum and no slavery. Tho we must be able to do it, if we just try hard enough."

Suzaku shrugged, "I heard from some people here that their world was completely democratic, with elections and such. In my world the EU has elections but Britannia..." He shrugged, "They took over half the world, took away even the names of the countries, calling them by numbers."

He nodded when Psiioniic spoke, ""Our new emperor, he is working at changing things, changing Britannia. Stopping the war, making a peaceful world. I am his knight... hopefully we will suceed and so will you." He didn't mention how they were going to suceed, they didn't need to know the details of Zero Requiem. Their world was different, hopefully they wouldn't need to be so... extreme.

Signless sat back, looking at Suzaku curiously. "Sounds like we're on the same side, even if it's on different worlds. Good luck, Suzaku."

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