Suzaku Kururugi (
swordofzero) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-06-26 09:40 pm
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Friends don't let friends be monsters
Characters: Suzaku Kururugi and Rolo Lamperouge
Setting: Upper forest floor 21st June (so after Ruana's post about the identities but before the post about the ways to kill them)
Format: Prose but I can switch
Summary: After reading this network thread Suzaku thinks he knows who the Growling Monster is...
Warnings: Mercy killing, angst
Suzaku hadn't wanted to believe it when he had first read the discussion brought about by Ruana's clues. But the idea wouldn't leave his head and there was only one person he knew who could control time, and was dead in their own world.
He didn't want to believe it, and so he had found excuses. But he couldn't remember seeing Rolo at night and though the idea him being taken and hurt again, twisted and changed when what Rolo needed was to be in control.
Of anything.
But Suzaku couldn't let him stay like this, and so he had sent him a note asking to meet him here, where they had their lessons. A non powered floor. It wouldn't seem too strange, until Rolo realised there were no other students.
Setting: Upper forest floor 21st June (so after Ruana's post about the identities but before the post about the ways to kill them)
Format: Prose but I can switch
Summary: After reading this network thread Suzaku thinks he knows who the Growling Monster is...
Warnings: Mercy killing, angst
Suzaku hadn't wanted to believe it when he had first read the discussion brought about by Ruana's clues. But the idea wouldn't leave his head and there was only one person he knew who could control time, and was dead in their own world.
He didn't want to believe it, and so he had found excuses. But he couldn't remember seeing Rolo at night and though the idea him being taken and hurt again, twisted and changed when what Rolo needed was to be in control.
Of anything.
But Suzaku couldn't let him stay like this, and so he had sent him a note asking to meet him here, where they had their lessons. A non powered floor. It wouldn't seem too strange, until Rolo realised there were no other students.

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"Has the lesson been cancelled, Suzaku?"
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"It has. I am sorry I did not inform you but I needed to speak with you anyways."
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"What did you want to speak about?"
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And you think it's me.
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But won't I turn back to normal after Ruana's had her fun?
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But you will have hurt many, and made them turn as well. Would you wish that on them, not many see killing as you do.
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I don't care about them. Who are they do me? But I...
[There is a long pause.]
... I do want to be human.
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You are certain you can save me from this?
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How will you do it then, my execution?
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He drew his gun.] It will be quick I promise.
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Do it then.
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In the end killing was not a hard thing, he had been doing it since he was a child after all, finger on the trigger, a squeeze and the boy was dead.
He stared down at the body silently until the retrieval units came, hands shaking, feeling sick. It was the only way, but that did not make it any better. Suzaku had long since lost track of how many people he had murdered, but this was Rolo, and it made all the difference in the world.] I'm sorry. [The apology came far too late, the retrieval units were gone, taking the body with them]