Backdated to July 1st and onwards

[swordofzero]

Characters: Suzaku Kururugi and open
Setting: Morgue floor. Right after event ends
Format: I'll match
Summary: Suzaku wakes up post monster event and angst happens
Warnings: mentions of event stuff.

Suzaku didn't need words of blood to tell him he was a monster, but he got them anyways. He lay still for a moment as his fake memories of protecting those in the tower, standing with them against Ruana's latest threat were replaced by the truth, memories of stalking to the tower, attacking, killing, being killed by those around him.

He sat up, wanting to get out of the room, away from people he could hurt. He saw the note and the object... F.L.E.I.J.A, or at least the trigger. Not the one he had used, but the one Nunnally had...

He didn't even read the note just snatched up the decorative button and strode from the room. He had kept his feelings at bay all month, holding them back because one thing or another had been more important. But now they flooded into him at once, the reality of their situation, the uselessness of everything, killing Rolo for being what he had been himself...

Killing, causing others to kill, causing rage and anger. And now as the final insult he held an object that was the symbol of oppression and death. Oppression and death he had taken part in.

Even though it was as fake as anything else the reminder was enough and he moved through the tower until he got to the morgue. He didn't even think of the white room, he didn't deserve to forget. He had spent a month forgetting.

Now he had to face what he had done, what he had become. The morgue was a familiar place of refuge and he found a quiet place far from the staircase.

He stayed there for a long time, not planning to leave until his Geass forced him to find food. His Geass might be as unreal as the rest of him but it still held power over him.

Comments

[swordofzero]

Suzaku looked down at the reminder, he had tried to put that incident out of his mind, though he did remember.

"Wherever is most convenient for you, I wouldn't want to disturb your roommates either."

[oathshackledbird]

Diarmuid shakes his head, "You won't. Don't worry. Most of my roommates aren't in the room a lot. Edgeworth might be the only one, but as long as I am there to mention you are a friend, it won't be a problem." Diarmuid takes a few steps toward the door and then motions for Suzaku to follow him. "Lets get you some peace and quiet. Or at least as much as we can..."

[swordofzero]

Suzaku nodded and followed silently, he knew he would not get as much rest outside of his own bed, but he didn't really want to go back there, not until he worked up to scrubbing the blood ink words off his ceiling anyways.

So instead he followed Diarmuid, hoping that Edgeworth wouldn't mind.

This seems a good place to wrap? What do you think?

[oathshackledbird]

Diarmuid is glad that Suzaku does follow him. Half of him had been afraid that the man wouldn't even though he had said he would. The servant is well aware that Suzaku sleeping in a bed other than his own won't be as restful, but any sleep will be better than none at this point and sometimes rest is just not found in one's own room.

There is a reason he spends several nights a week in his master's room instead of his own, after all.

He doesn't speak on any of these thoughts, though, instead remaining silent on their way to his room, hoping that the rest will be Suzaku the clarity he needs.

Sounds good to me

[swordofzero]

Suzaku remained silent as well, his mind working overtime as it tried to take in and process everything. Once they got there he didn't even need prompted to lie down and close his eyes, falling asleep almost instantly despite everything.