swordofzero: (lost in thoughts)
Suzaku Kururugi ([personal profile] swordofzero) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2011-04-16 11:30 pm

Day 1 afternoon [Attn Sherlock, closed]

Characters: Suzaku and Sherlock
Format: Prose
This log is: Closed
Location: The courtyard
Summary: Suzaku is still looking for potential weapons for Lelouch and bumps into Sherlock, a plan forms
Warnings:
Suzaku wandered through the grounds of the school lost in thought, he and Lelouch were not actually much further into having a plan to rescue Nunnally back from Gino. They hadn't even been able to talk to Nunnally privatly as Gino had been around her always. Suzaku was still looking for people who could join with Lelouch. He had hoped to convince Lelouch to vow with five people and therefore not need to fight but Lelouch was being adament that he wanted to fight Gino himself.

Suzaku had given up arguing, but it did not stop him trying to think, who did he know that could help him protect Lelouch. He sat down on the steps of one of the buildings by the courtyard. He was going to go and train with Sora, but not for another hour yet. He looked up when he heard footsteps coming towards him.
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-16 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sherlock spares Suzaku a curious glance as he passes by. Ever since Sherlock saw him having a surreptitious conversation on a roof, he has been a subject of some mild interest.

"Afternoon," he says politely.
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-16 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I am doing tolerably well. And yourself?"
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles a little.

"Yes. As are you. Are you in need of a battle?"
bitofafiction: Looking up. Considering or evasive. (<= I know it sounds absurd)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Let us say my supply of Weapons willing to fight is not assured."
bitofafiction: Looking down, pensive, unsure or regretful. (== come all the same)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs, spreading his hands.

"It is not assured. As I said."

God only knows what condition Lloyd will be in after their little experiment tomorrow morning. And Sherlock has not, thus far, had word from anyone else.
bitofafiction: Looking straight ahead: calculated neutrality. (>= with his dignity on maximum)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is not explicitly forbidden in the rules," he says after a moment's thought. "If the weapon in question is amenable, then so am I."
bitofafiction: Eyes closed, serene, content. (<= it's good to be home)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, yes, Miss Buckley. We've met. That should be fine, provided she agrees."
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-04-17 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Sherlock tucks his hands in his pockets and smiles. "Indeed."