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

[thekingsgambit]

[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?

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[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Backs up more.]

I told you I'm done!

[ascendthethorns]

[Stays put this time.]

No. You aren't. That much is clear.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Clear? Nothing is ever clear between us. What you remember... it's not the same.

[ascendthethorns]

Not the same? What do you mean?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Appearing more on edged than before and looking ready to leave for good.]

This was a mistake.

[ascendthethorns]

[Is positioned to move if he does..]

I cannot read minds, Lelouch.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[He regards her briefly, speaking again with a quiet but tired tone.]

... You are not the one I want to speak with.

[ascendthethorns]

The one you wish to speak with is not here and you don't want to risk upsetting Euphie, is that right?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Gives rough sigh rather than an answer and leans heavily on a nearby tree, making sure to keep his expression from her.]

-- Just tell me more about... before. Tell me whatever you want. I want to hear her name. Today most of all.

[ascendthethorns]

...

Not yet. We should find Euphie first.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Raises his head, not quite sure.]

Euphie... ?

[ascendthethorns]

As you said, it is the three of us. She is a part of this too.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Long pauses here and a quick look of recollection.]

Aa... She is.

[ascendthethorns]

You do not object, then..?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[And back to looking away but breathing calmly.]

It is how Euphie would prefer... She still thinks there can be brief respite here.

[ascendthethorns]

Does she?

[Aaand turns sharply away, her voice returned to its usual form.]

So shall we go?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Turns to before he realizes that she has turned away herself, and when he speaks, subdued frustration lingers somewhere within his voice. Still, he pulls away from the tree.]

I suppose you have an idea of where she is.

[ascendthethorns]

Mm.