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Characters: Rolo, Lelouch.
Format: Prose
This log is: closed for now :|b
Location: 1-B Black Dorm! At a time of evening when no one else is there.
Summary: Backdated to Rolo's day of arrival. After searching through the school, Rolo goes to his dorm.
Warnings: Rolo will mouth-breathe at Lelouch. (i will add as necessary)

The sun has set a while ago, and Rolo decides it may be best to leave the further exploration of the grounds to proper daylight.

So, he heads inside. After being denied access to most facilities-- he doesn't have a player, he's a discard, he's not allowed, or so they tell him-- he gets frustrated and heads to the dorms.

The woman at the front desk had given him his key earlier, before he'd changed out of his pilot suit. He heads there now. He's careful-- checks the room for obvious traps, looks for any obvious cameras or microphones-- before uneasily setting himself down on a bed. He reaches into the bag he'd found by him upon awakening and digs past the uniform pants and skirt, his folded suit, and pulls out the rulebook.

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Shortly thereafter, Lelouch entered the room. He had his nose in the Exaclan handbook, but his attention was immediately diverted by the presence of someone else in the room. He snapped it shut when he realized just who it was. Rolo. His brother. Alive. Safe.

"Rolo!" he said, with much relief in his voice as he crossed the room to him. "You're here,' he smiled softly at him. A genuine smile.

Rolo sits up straighter, alert and on edge, when he hears someone enter the room. And then slides off the bed onto his feet when he sees who it is.

"Brother," he manages after a moment of hesitation. Yes, last he'd seen Lelouch they had been destroying the Cult's facilities. Being taken so abruptly from the scene leaves him with many questions.

"... What happened?"

He considered for a moment how to answer his question, but then settled on another question. "What is the last thing you remember? This place has robbed us of some memories, so I believe that is the best place to start." He put an affectionate hand onto Rolo's shoulders as he spoke.

His relief and happiness make their selves known in the slight smile on his face, the relaxing of his rigid posture. He's glad to see Lelouch, even if it makes him angry that someone took him from where he was needed.

... Memories. The introductory video had said something about that, yes.

Rolo's voice lowers to a whisper, suspicious about microphones as he is. "We were at the Geass Directorate HQ." Then, slightly louder: "I must have been knocked unconscious and taken somehow, by someone... I'm sorry that I wasn't able to protect you from being taken as well, brother."

"No, it's all right. I did make it home safely from that mission, as did you. You must not have memory of anything after that. You always fight to your utmost ability, and I can't ask any more of you than that." He smiled at him. "But I have good news for you. Nunnally is here, as well. We're finally all together."

Rolo's face falls from his smile to something much more neutral. It's just for an instant, but it's likely a very obvious change. Nunnally... Rolo smiles despite the bitter taste she leaves in his mouth.

"We can be a family." He says quietly.