mamarosa: (pride)
Dolorosa ([personal profile] mamarosa) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-04-14 02:57 pm

Fortitude Round 7

It should be a familiar scene by now, Dolorosa standing on the platform with her ever peaceful expression, flanked by her ever growing number of Prefects. There are five others with her now, Nanami, Lelouch, Yuri, Sonic, and Jade. It's hardly noticeable but Dolorosa is purposefully keeping her distance from Lelouch after some recent revelations. But nothing else has changed, everything else is normal and in order to keep the peace she begins her speech as if everything is normal. Although you may be feeling a bit sick

"Good morning, my students. I know you have had an eventful round, the first dungeon is always exciting and it is something you will always remember. I still remember my first dungeon," she smiles fondly but doesn't tell the story of her first dungeon, "This is usually the point where I announce battles, but because it was a dungeon round there was no battling even if there could have been. I am very proud of all of you."

That would be another difference, the battle records do not appear behind her, nor does she announce who won the round. Instead she explains that because the results of the dungeon have been publicized before she will save time and go straight on to the Players for this round.

"This is Round 7, everything goes back to normal this round. You are expected to to vow with Weapons and battle Conquest. Now that we have been here for some time and I know the abilities that all of you have, I know you have both the ability to win graciously and lose graciously. I am proud of all of you."

"Without further ado, the Players for Round 7 are:

Dave
Kanaya
Equius
Zoey
Anya
Dirk"

Her smile falters for a split second as she glances at the board behind her, almost expecting something like what happened during Round 5 assembly to occur again. After seeing that, no, the board was not going to light up and show Fortitude the Conquest assembly, she concludes her speech.

"Have a wonderful round everyone."
pencilpremonition: (Concerned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-15 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not exactly," she said, hanging her head for a moment before shifting to rest it on his shoulder instead. Snuggling Shion made her feel better, made her feel safe. It reminded her of embracing her brother. The fog was still eating away at her, blurring out his face and his name, but she remembered his hugs, his perfect, undying love for her. Then again, something about that love... Something about that love for her unsettled her, and when she tried to think about why, there was the fog again, creeping over everything and destroying her ability to think. She sighed softly, pressing her eyes shut as if the action would blow away the fog in her mind.

Yes, snuggling Shion made her feel safe. When she imagined her little brother, she imagined him like Shion, though a bit younger. A black haired Shion, yes, that must be what her little brother looked like. Logic dictated that he'd have black hair like hers, right? Then why was the fog now like an axe, splitting through her brain? She winced, and hugged him a little tighter. Time to change the subject of her thoughts, before that axe killed her. Fortunately, Shion had asked a question.

"I found someone who doesn't want me. But he said if I'm still a discard by the time he wins, he'll take me in. I had to promise I'd keep looking in the mean time, though, and I don't mind that. I'd rather get a player now than wait."
savedbyasong: (smiles)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-16 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Shion hugged her, recognising the signs of a memory loss educed headache, when she seemed steadier he let go. "Oh... Well I hope you find someone. I am sure you will!"
pencilpremonition: (Amused)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-16 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I can always go bug Dave if all else fails," she said with a weak laugh. "What about you?"
savedbyasong: (happy)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-17 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm fine, It doesn't seem fair to expect people to protect me when I don't wish to fight... Being a discard isn't too bad." And he smiled because it really wasn't. He didn't mind staying on campus and he probably needed the afternoon classes anyways, so many of these subjects were things he knew absolutely nothing about.

He smiled up at her, with eyes that were creepily invisible.
pencilpremonition: (Stunned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-17 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Becca smiled back at him, looking up at his face, and then she let out a startled screech, jumping backwards from him.

"Gah, Shion, the hell??"
savedbyasong: (fear)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-17 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Shion blinked completely confused, what had he done? "What? Did I hurt you?"
pencilpremonition: (Bwuh?)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-17 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your eyes! What's wrong with your eyes?" she asked, still backing away from him.
savedbyasong: (what is happening)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-17 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"My... eyes?" He reached up to them, they felt normal. Why would Becca be scared of his eyes... He frowned at the onset of a headache, what could he have forgotten about his own eyes?
pencilpremonition: (Bwuh?)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-17 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did something happen?" she asked, slowly creeping forward again. Though it was incredibly unnerving to look at his eyes, he was still a friend and she cared about him.
savedbyasong: (um...)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-17 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"No... nothing happened... What's wrong with them?" They felt no different than usual, his headache was getting worse then. But even if there was something about his eyes he had forgotten, why would Becca only be noticing it now...
pencilpremonition: (Concerned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-17 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"The colour's missing. You look creepy as hell," she murmured, slowly reaching forward to take his hand. "You sure you feel okay?"
savedbyasong: (oh...)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-17 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Missing?" How could the colour be missing? That wasn't possible... How was that possible. He nodded, shaking a bit from shock. "I feel fine..." He peered at Becca's eyes, completely normal. What was happening...
pencilpremonition: (Bwuh?)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-17 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
She reached into her shoulder bag to pull out her mirror, her fingers closing around the folding mirror by feel alone. She pulled it out and yelped when she realised she was holding something that felt distinctly like her folding mirror, but looked like a single mirror with no plastic case at all.

"The hell?" she asked again, holding it up for Shion to see.
savedbyasong: (fear)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-19 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
Shion blinked, and then his eyes widened in horror as he saw his eyes. The horror only lasted a moment until he took in the rest of his reflection. White hair, a red scar on his face... Of course, it had been like that since...

A sharp pain shot into his head and he gripped his head between his hands, doubling over in pain.
pencilpremonition: (Worried)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-19 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Becca gasped and dropped the mirror, moving to put her arms around Shion to help support him. "Whoa...easy, easy... Are you okay?" she asked, terrified that she'd sparked some horrible damage. It looked like a missing memory, but...his eyes had changed recently, and memories were taken at the start, right?
savedbyasong: (if you're sure...)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-19 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Now he was away from the mirror his headache slowly abated. He nodded with a wince. "I'm... fine..." He looked confused.
pencilpremonition: (Considering)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-19 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Becca considered what happened, trying to make sense of it. "Shion...tell me what you look like..."
savedbyasong: (unsure)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-19 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
The heaache was clearing but Becca's words made the fog come back. He frowned, but the question wasn't hard. The sort of facts he had memorised since he was young. "I am one hundred and seventy centimeters tall and was fifty four kilograms last time I was weighed, but that was a long time ago." Before he left No.6. He continued giving information, wondering why Becca wanted to know...

"My skin is pale, I have brown hair and brown eyes." There was the fog again, he frowned.
pencilpremonition: (Concerned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-19 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She frowned deeply at the last part, but nodded quietly, taking her mirror and putting it back in her bag. "You're banned from mirrors, Shion, okay?" she asked gently, moving to hold him close to her if he'd let her.
savedbyasong: (small smile)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-20 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
Banned from mirrors? That... was probably a good idea, mirrors just brought pain. He hugged Becca back, the fog clearing finally, what had they been talking about?

"Let's go see if someone will take you on as a Weapon then."
pencilpremonition: (Concerned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-20 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Actually, I'm gonna look around and talk to people a bit, then try to find a player later," she said, trailing her hand down to take his in hers. "Just uhm... Maybe you should wear sunglasses for a while."
savedbyasong: (unsure)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-20 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't have any." He shrugged, he still had no idea what was wrong with his eyes but if they were bad enough that Becca thought he should hide them...
pencilpremonition: (Concerned)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-20 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know what to do, then... Your eyes are so freaky," she murmured, nuzzling into him worriedly.
savedbyasong: (unsure)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2012-04-20 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Shion shook his head ruefully, "I'm sorry." He shrugged, he was still worried about what was wrong with his eyes but he was trying not to think about it because it gave him a headache.
pencilpremonition: (Worried)

[personal profile] pencilpremonition 2012-04-20 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
She sighed and offered him her arms for a hug. Freaky or no, he was still her friend, and she wasn't going to just turn on him because his eyes were terrifying right now. "Don't be sorry."

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