rakuen | Biology homework [Open]

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Biology homework [Open]

Characters: Suzaku and people
Format: I'm writing prose but you can write whatever you feel like
This log is: open
Location: Black floor 1 common room
Summary: Suzaku ~~fails at~~ attempts biology homework
Warnings: None

Suzaku sat in the corner of the downstairs common room in the Black dorm building. Spread out in front of him was a couple of textbooks and a lot of paper. He frowned, he had never found biology easy but this! He hadn't even seen half of these plants before in his life and was starting to suspect they didn't even exist in his world.

Other worlds, the idea was terrifying when Suzaku stopped long enough to think about it, other worlds with other animals and other plants from what he knew. He blinked at the question again, he had no idea; he sighed heavily and read through the textbook again.

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Enki looked up from where he'd been staring at the floor and shrugged, chin still rested in his hands.

'Course I can. If I survive the sickness that comes to the kirin as a hint the king ain't doing his job, first. And most kings when it comes to that point are too far gone to care about their kirin. Or their people," Enki grimaced and considered that Kei was only just getting on its feet, and Tai... Well, Gyousou seemed capable enough, he supposed. But a general for a king? Enki wasn't sure how well that would work out.

"The sickness only goes away if the king dies or shapes up."

That didn't sound like the Code Giver's. "A sickness?" That didn't sound... well what did he even mean, if his king messed up ruling Enki would fall sick? That definatly was different then Suzaku's world.

"But who decides if they are not doing there job properly?" Surely not the... Kirin... if they got sick after that was decided.

Grimacing, Enki gave another shrug.

"Heaven. The kirin's supposed to look after the well-being of the people, making sure a vocie of mercy and justice is close to the king that he 'must' listen to," Enki paused and lookd back up at Suzaku, an eyebrow raised.

"If the king behaves too harshly, if he kills without reason, takes too much taxes, whatever, Heaven will show its... 'displeasure' by striking the kirin with the sickness... and since the king will die if the kirin does so..." Enki shrugged again.

"But no kirin can make their king behave decently... unlike the king, who could order me to kill," Enki had to pause, gritting his teeth at that thought. Not that... he would, right? He was rathr sure his king wouldn't but... Since he couldn't remember. "And I'd have to do it, one way or another."

Enki did not seem happy and no wonder, Suzaku still did not understand half of what he was saying but it seemed very unfair that if the king made mistakes and was a bad ruler then someone else died for it. By the end Enki looked like he was in pain, upset at even the thought that he could be ordered to kill.

Suzaku moved a little closer he was starting to suspect that Enki's world was a cruel one and when Enki said things like he had to obey his king and his king could order to kill it sounded like he truly had no choice.

Remembering Enki's passionate words of a few moments before about how much he hated death he felt a surge of anger at this king who would force him to fight.

"You really hate killing don't you Enki?"

"Killing goes against what I am. I won't, can't fight... or, eh, defend myself, really. At home I have..." Enki paused, wondering how to describe his shirei... "Bodyguards, I suppose. I only call on 'em if I have to... To protect the king, or myself or... if... he would tell me to kill." Another grimace and then Enki shrugged. His king hadn't really done that, so it was a rather moot point, but the idea that it could happen was enough to always unsettle him.

Patethic, that's what kirin were.

He hadn't really planned on admitting something like his inability to defend himself against violence with violence, but he'd gotten pretty caught up with the discussion.

Suzaku raised another eyebrow. He himself did not like killing, did not like killing innocents that was, had tried his best not to kill those who were not soldiers and on the battle field. At least until...

Until... His mind was rapidly filling with fog and Suzaku felt uneasy, like he had done something horrible but he couldn't remember what it was and in a moment the feeling was gone and he couldn't even remember what had brought it on in the first place.

But from what Enki was saying he couldn't bring himself to fight at all, not even to defend himself. And yet his king still made him fight and now he had been brought here and would be forced to fight again by different people. It was unfair, Suzaku knew very well that the world... worlds he guessed were unfair. "No one should make you fight if you can't..."

Suzaku still did not really understand why exactly Enki could not fight but if he couldn't then he should be protected not forced to fight.

Suzaku shook his head bitterly, the world didn't work that way, none of the worlds did it seemed. People were forced into wars and into conflicts that sometimes they did not wish to fight. "You shouldn't fight if you are truly oposed to it." He said quietly, angry that this king that Enki was talking about would force him to kill, and silently promising himself that he would keep an eye out for him and protect him as much as he could against having to fight.

If Suzaku were Sora he would probably have said it outloud but Suzaku knew that pledges to protect people meant very little. He had failed too many people to believe that words alone would keep this man safe.

Shifting in his position on the table, Enki shrugged and then laced his hands behind his head again, leaning backwards slightly. The sincerity he could feel was warming, really.

"Wasn't planning on it. I... know one of the upgrades to my... 'weapon' is something that'd allow others to wield their own weapon and fight instead of me. But that's... I'm not gonna let other people get hurt just 'cause I can't fight. No one else but me will be punished, anyway," Enki spat, shaking his head.

If the king had been here he could, probably would, order Enki to get the upgrade. But he wasn't. So it didn't matter.

... Why did that thought bring a brief feeling of unsease and ghost-smell of blood? Shaking his head, Enki wondered if he'd just hallucinated it. It was already gone after all.

Suzaku nodded, an upgrade like that was a good one, the fact that someone else could fight instead of Enki but it was still wrong. After all he would still have to be used as a weapon, that would hurt him when he did not want to hurt anyone else. Lelouch always said that only those prepared to shoot should be shot at.

"You shouldn't be punished for not wanting to fight, there are ways around fighting here. If you gain five weapons quickly you grant them the protection and privaleges of not being discards," he said the word with distast, "and you automatically win so you don't have to fight at all." He was sure also that there would be people who would accept Enki as a weapon and never use him if he did not wish his weapon to be used.

Enki hummed and leaned forward, grabbing his ankles instead for a slightly new position.

"I saw that..." Then he rolled his eyes, but a small, lop-sided smile slipped out. "A few of the kids here had a meeting a bit ago, talked about making sure any kid who couldn't fight could get five by having the other kids go to the current child Player. Good enough, I suppose, though I'm hardly a child."

No matter what he looked like. His inital wonder of if you had to grow old to grow up? He didn't consider that to be a truth. Sure, he probably was more childish than anyone who'd lived for 513 years thereabouts would ever be, but he was hardly a child in the full meaning of the word.

"I'll... just hope it'll take a while before I'm chosen I suppose," Enki said with a grimace. It was hard to simply accept this thing. The kidnapping was one thing; he'd been kidnapped before, and wasn't worse treated this time than the last, but the fighting... the forced fighting...

Suzaku nodded, he had not heard about the children having a meeting. He wondered if Huashi and Kotarou or Mei had had anything to do with that. He guessed that Enki would be accepted by them even if he was hundreds of years old because he only looked like a child.

"Hopefully it will be and we will find a way to make sure you don't have to fight." He gave a reasuring smile.

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