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Summer is for sorrow
Characters: Suzaku Kururugi and you
Setting: Graveyard, floor 11
Format: Either
Summary: As spring turns to summer Suzaku realises Nunnally is gone and then storm watches.
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[Graveyard] The heat was unbearable, the rain had been bad but Suzaku had never like summer. Too many bad memories came with the heat of summer and as he slowly made his way to the graveyard he suspected another was about to be added to the list.
His flight suit clung to him uncomfortably, his cloak was abandoned in his trunk. He was silent as he entered the graveyard floor and began to study each grave, hoping beyond all hope that the one he was looking for wasn't there.
Except it was, of course it was. Not much showed on Suzaku's face, he just reached out to steady himself on the headstone.
Nunnally vi Britannia
He had to find Lelouch... He stood up, feeling dizzy, it felt strange to be so dehydrated after all the rain just the day before.
[Floor Eleven] This was almost worse than the dry heat of before, the air was heavy and choking. Suzaku had spent the day searching for food to give out to those he knew and fighting off the fire monsters. He had ended on this floor, the waterfall that usually spilled over the tower was gone, yet there was thunder rolling in the distance and the room lit up with lightning.
Suzaku had once tried to escape off this floor, he and Link, a crazy badly thought out escape using bedsheets. His first 'death'.
He sat down at the edge, dangling his feet off the side of the tower and looking out into the fog as the air grew heavier and the storm began. It suited his mood, pressure and sorrow ready to explode. Nunnally was gone, her soul lost to her dead world, perhaps forever. Things had seemed helpless for a long time, since another summers day long ago when the distant rumbling wasn't thunder but approaching war.
Yet somehow things had gotten worse... And now they were stuck, lost souls in a tower of madne...
His eyes flashed red and Suzaku blinked in confusion from where he stood at the other end of the floor, walking slowly back towards where he had sat he saw the scorch mark, and another bold of lightning striking not far from him explained what had just happened.
Setting: Graveyard, floor 11
Format: Either
Summary: As spring turns to summer Suzaku realises Nunnally is gone and then storm watches.
Warnings:
[Graveyard] The heat was unbearable, the rain had been bad but Suzaku had never like summer. Too many bad memories came with the heat of summer and as he slowly made his way to the graveyard he suspected another was about to be added to the list.
His flight suit clung to him uncomfortably, his cloak was abandoned in his trunk. He was silent as he entered the graveyard floor and began to study each grave, hoping beyond all hope that the one he was looking for wasn't there.
Except it was, of course it was. Not much showed on Suzaku's face, he just reached out to steady himself on the headstone.
Nunnally vi Britannia
He had to find Lelouch... He stood up, feeling dizzy, it felt strange to be so dehydrated after all the rain just the day before.
[Floor Eleven] This was almost worse than the dry heat of before, the air was heavy and choking. Suzaku had spent the day searching for food to give out to those he knew and fighting off the fire monsters. He had ended on this floor, the waterfall that usually spilled over the tower was gone, yet there was thunder rolling in the distance and the room lit up with lightning.
Suzaku had once tried to escape off this floor, he and Link, a crazy badly thought out escape using bedsheets. His first 'death'.
He sat down at the edge, dangling his feet off the side of the tower and looking out into the fog as the air grew heavier and the storm began. It suited his mood, pressure and sorrow ready to explode. Nunnally was gone, her soul lost to her dead world, perhaps forever. Things had seemed helpless for a long time, since another summers day long ago when the distant rumbling wasn't thunder but approaching war.
Yet somehow things had gotten worse... And now they were stuck, lost souls in a tower of madne...
His eyes flashed red and Suzaku blinked in confusion from where he stood at the other end of the floor, walking slowly back towards where he had sat he saw the scorch mark, and another bold of lightning striking not far from him explained what had just happened.
[Floor Eleven]
Moving fast, Luffy approached Suzaku as he raised a thumb to his teeth. Biting down on the rubbery flesh, he blew into his hand as it expanded like a balloon. Filled with the full capacity of his lungs, Luffy held the large fist over his head, coming to where Suzaku stood with a grin.]
"Hey, Suzaku! You're gonna' get all sick if you stay in the rain!"
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[As the static around them crackles and shocks into the ground, Luffy laughs aloud as the electricity does nothing to his body.]
"I'm a rubber man, remember?"
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"Wow, I never thought I'd meet some one like you."
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Floor Eleven
She frowns just a bit and adjusts her grip on her weapon so she can move further into the room, obviously not caring much for the lightning. She's already a little beat up and, if Suzaku has a trained eye, he might notice her fatigue. With her soul gem as worn out as it was already, she couldn't afford to heal herself without risking something happening.]
...hey. How did you do that?
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Are you alright? [He looked down, so she had seen...]
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Of course I'm alright. Besides, that ain't an answer to my question.
[She looks at him suspiciously.]
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They lived in a tower of fantastical and horrific things, so there wasn't really much use in lying.] It's... a magical spell of sorts, called a Geass which was cast on me once. I can't die and it takes over if I am about to, like what you just saw.
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Pretty handy around here, I bet. It was cast on you? Or did you cast it yourself?
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Eleven
"... Are you all right?"
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"I am, I had a lucky escape."
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Even if the tower had its own weirdness, lightning should still act like lightning... right?
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The invitation is implied.
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[Graveyard]
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You've found it then. Her grave.
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