[Video!]

[veepofchess]

[When the camera starts you just see a flailing arm and hear a few highly undignified high-pitched squeaks. Then an upright torso topped with shaggy hair scrabbling at his face. When the focus corrects on the camera, you can see him pulling a handful of slugs off of his face, as well as some lettuce leaves.

But then he seems to be having a different trouble. He curls forward in pain, and then stiffens again, reaching a hand around to his back. With how he's not masking the pain, he's not aware that he's being recorded at all.

Slowly, he moves his legs out from under the blankets, not really caring at all about the fate of the critters that had been on his face. When he finally grabbed the PDA and saw it'd been recording, the pain is covered by anger.] Suzaku. I need you. [And off.]

((Jade put some slugs on Lulu's face as thanks for him being such a stellar person. And he also just got canon updated to right when he got shanked by Suzaku. So. Pain much?

The muse might be a bit selective in who he replies to. So if you don't get a response, don't take it personally!))

Comments

[forthward]

[oh... oh no. no no no, that face— I've seen that face before]

B-Big brother—?

Text replies!

[veepofchess]

I'm alright, Nunnally. Someone put slugs on me when I was sleeping.

Re: Text replies!

[forthward]

[but your face! that wasn't the slugs]

What— why?

Re: Text replies!

[veepofchess]

I don't know. Some prank, perhaps. The prefect's dormitory is a bit crowded.

Re: Text replies!

[forthward]

That's horrible...

[f-frets though] Brother, did something else happen?

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku blinked at the PDA wondering what had happened to make Lelouch so angry, but he set off straight away. He had been worried about Lelouch since he had fallen unconscious and had been in contact with other Fortitude prefects to monitor how he was.

He made his way over, trying to look like he was meant to be there; despite the fact he wasn't supposed to enter Fortitude and definitely not the prefect dorms.

Which was why he was climbing up the outside of the building and entering through Lelouch's window...]

[veepofchess]

[When Suzaku arrives, he's obviously in a lot of pain. He's squirming a but on his side on the bed. He's glad to see him, though] It hurts more than I ever expected it to... [but he seems to accept the pain, as though it's deserved]

[swordofzero]

Hurts? [Suzaku blinked in confusion, what hurt? He he been injured after all? He hadn't seemed to be when Suzaku had checked on him, and comas usually didn't hurt.] What hurts?

[veepofchess]

[He slowly pushes himself back up to vertical, and starts working on his shirt. Moving his shoulders too much either forward or backward seems to give him some significant pain. It shows on his face, but he doesn't make a sound.

Once his shirt is off, that sword wound is plain to see. Scarred over, though it was angry and red at the moment. The skin had healed, but the inside still had some ways to go. What he thinks as he looks down at himself and over his shoulder into the mirror at his back isn't clear.]

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku's eyes widened, a sword wound... but he hadn't been wounded when he had fallen unconcious. It looked like a killing blow but if he had died why was the wound still there...]

Who... who did this to you Lelouch?

[If it were Nanami, peace promise to Lelouch or not he would make sure she never hurt him again...]

[action :T]

[effortless]

[Not really one for using PDAs when the other party is in the same building, Nanami elects instead to just walk into his room.]

Good morning.

Re: [action :T]

[veepofchess]

[He glared at her as she came in.] I would say 'It's been a while' but I suspect it hasn't been as long for you as for me. [He's using a corner of the sheet to wipe the remaining lettuce and honey off of his face.]

[effortless]

[She glances him over. Whilst her observational skills have been nerfed a little, she's still unnervingly good at it.

Also, you missed a slug. She picks it out of his hair with dainty fingers. never mind how she got to your bed ] Ah, then I should be saying 'welcome home', instead. Or 'congratulations'?

[veepofchess]

[A dry smirk. Now he's not even concerned about maintaining airs around her.] I think it should be 'Congratulations' or maybe 'Condolences' might be a bit closer.

[He pulls his shirt forward and looks down it. Yeah, that's what he expected.] You wouldn't happen to know who's responsible for those?

[effortless]

[How refreshing. She's already headed to his wardrobe to fetch a new set of clothes.] Of course I do.

[fracturedsoul]

[ Yeah, when he notices Lelouch's post Dirk just kind of goes to stop by Lelouch's room in the prefect dorms and peek in. ]

Morning, Sleeping Beauty.

[veepofchess]

[Why muse everyone harass him? He's so not in the mood.] Good morning. [Picking lettuce off of his face.]

[fracturedsoul]

Feeding your pets, Lelouch? I didn't know you had slugs.

[veepofchess]

No, I do not. I don't know where they came from. I have a good idea of the suspects, however.

[fracturedsoul]

Wow, what a mean prank. Those poor little invertebrates.

[ Pause. ] How was your coma?

[countryofassholes]

Lelouch?

[veepofchess]

I'm alright. Someone saw fit to stick slugs on my face.

[countryofassholes]

... and everything else?

[Private]

[veepofchess]

Nothing I can't live with. You'll be glad to know the person responsible for putting a hole in you has answered for it.

[Private]

[countryofassholes]

Is he... [dead?]