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towerofanimus2013-10-15 08:56 pm
swordofzero) wrote in towerofanimus2013-10-15 08:56 pm
Another piece shatters
Characters: Suzaku, Diarmuid (and roommates if they want!) and Rolo (with bonus Lelouch if wanted!)
Setting: Diarmuid's room (about 5am) and then the next day
Format: Either
Summary: After meeting Lelouch Suzaku breaks a little bit more, this time he is good and doesn't hide in the morgue.
Then he goes to futilely argue with Rolo
Warnings: Angst mostly
[Room 4-16] When Suzaku had left Lelouch he had been furious, confused, upset. Mostly at himself, he still hoped he was wrong. But it was too much of a coincidence. Still the idea that this Lelouch could be from a version of his own world, still trapped under Charles' Geass...
It didn't bear thinking about. But he didn't have much choice. Lelouch was here, Suzaku hadn't found Rolo get but he doubted it would be long before Rolo and Lelouch met. Rolo wasn't ready to be faced with this Lelouch, probably would never be. In a lot of ways this was crueler than a Lelouch who hated him, at least that would keep him in reality.
Or as close to reality as anything got around here. Suzaku made his way to one of the darker floors, monster hunting would keep his mind off things and he couldn't wait until night time.
His fighting went into the night, sleep was not going to happen, he killed and killed again. It was the only thing he was good at and the people of the tower needed real weapons. He could be of some use.
The night passed in flashes of memory, a blow too many and he came to awareness having lose time. He was used to it though, it barely made him disorientated, he had gotten used to battling with his Geass.
So he survived, trying to wipe out the memories of his anger, Lelouch behind the mask, Euphemia's smile. Taking Lelouch before the emperor, letting him take away his memories, replacing them. Taking away everything that made him Lelouch.
Leaving him the polite school boy Suzaku had spoken to today.
It wasn't until he tried to go to a non powered floor and found himself at the bottom of the stair case, another gap in memory that he realised how far he had gone.
His first instinct was to keep going, keep fighting; keep killing. Until morning, until he was calm, avoid people. Avoid everything.
But he had made a promise not to give up. So carefully, going through powered floors and the elevator he found himself on the fourth dormitory floor. He had knocked on the door before he realised it was about five O clock in the morning and even if Diarmuid would not mind his roommates might.
[The next day] His mind was a bit clearer, a bit more focused and so he went searching for Rolo, they needed to talk. Though the boy had still not forgave him Suzaku still felt responsible for him and didn't want him hurt, and he would be hurt. It was practically inevitable.
Setting: Diarmuid's room (about 5am) and then the next day
Format: Either
Summary: After meeting Lelouch Suzaku breaks a little bit more, this time he is good and doesn't hide in the morgue.
Then he goes to futilely argue with Rolo
Warnings: Angst mostly
[Room 4-16] When Suzaku had left Lelouch he had been furious, confused, upset. Mostly at himself, he still hoped he was wrong. But it was too much of a coincidence. Still the idea that this Lelouch could be from a version of his own world, still trapped under Charles' Geass...
It didn't bear thinking about. But he didn't have much choice. Lelouch was here, Suzaku hadn't found Rolo get but he doubted it would be long before Rolo and Lelouch met. Rolo wasn't ready to be faced with this Lelouch, probably would never be. In a lot of ways this was crueler than a Lelouch who hated him, at least that would keep him in reality.
Or as close to reality as anything got around here. Suzaku made his way to one of the darker floors, monster hunting would keep his mind off things and he couldn't wait until night time.
His fighting went into the night, sleep was not going to happen, he killed and killed again. It was the only thing he was good at and the people of the tower needed real weapons. He could be of some use.
The night passed in flashes of memory, a blow too many and he came to awareness having lose time. He was used to it though, it barely made him disorientated, he had gotten used to battling with his Geass.
So he survived, trying to wipe out the memories of his anger, Lelouch behind the mask, Euphemia's smile. Taking Lelouch before the emperor, letting him take away his memories, replacing them. Taking away everything that made him Lelouch.
Leaving him the polite school boy Suzaku had spoken to today.
It wasn't until he tried to go to a non powered floor and found himself at the bottom of the stair case, another gap in memory that he realised how far he had gone.
His first instinct was to keep going, keep fighting; keep killing. Until morning, until he was calm, avoid people. Avoid everything.
But he had made a promise not to give up. So carefully, going through powered floors and the elevator he found himself on the fourth dormitory floor. He had knocked on the door before he realised it was about five O clock in the morning and even if Diarmuid would not mind his roommates might.
[The next day] His mind was a bit clearer, a bit more focused and so he went searching for Rolo, they needed to talk. Though the boy had still not forgave him Suzaku still felt responsible for him and didn't want him hurt, and he would be hurt. It was practically inevitable.
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"I won't let him go to those floors."
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"Alright." He nodded, and turned to leave himself.