thekingsgambit | ITP: We make up for missing Mother's Day and Father's Day emo

[To most, a day of remembrance is a somber occasion. And Lelouch has already filled that requirement, having spent the majority of the day where he is now, in his room. For perhaps the second time, his laptop is closed and shunted to the side to make room for box containing Marianne's necklace. The box is open, although he has yet to touch it this entire time. Instead his attention is focused on an overturned jar of origami stars on the upper end of his desk. Some spilling onto the papers and schematics that crowd the desk's edge and tumble softly to the floor.

Another star bounces off his leg and falls onto one of pages already cluttered on the ground. Absently, his gaze travels to it, briefly reading the writing. Suddenly he jerks his head up from where he had been resting it on his palms, elbows doing their best to dig into the table. Lelouch snatches his jacket from the chair, not bothering with the mess he has made for the moment.

Eventually, he finds himself on a course only briefly trodden but one he has studied well enough to know his way. It helps that his destination is not a place. His walk is brisk and immediate, and it doesn't take him long to find what he's after.]

Should we be concerned?

[Having been on patrol since early morning and being further worn herself by the weight of the anniversary, Cornelia rests as Lelouch approaches, seated beneath one tree and in the company of another, computer opened in her lap, eyes trained on its screen. She stiffens at his arrival and looks up slowly when his question closes, her expression cautious and her tone much the same.]

Concerned? About what?

no subject