[Dining Hall, Open post]

[queenscheckmate]

Kallen wanted to go back to the dorm right after class. Problem was she hadn't eaten all day. She was on edge, watching someone's actions. It was like nothing from the Academy changed, except their setting arrangement. There was no way Lelouch could be alive, but she found herself in class, staring at him in disbelief. She was glad none of the teachers called on him because if she heard his voice... well Kallen had no idea what she would actually do.

She stopped by the dining hall. It was late (considering most people weren't going to dinner at this time) so thankfully there weren't many people. So she ordered some food, picked it up, and made her way to an empty table. She could block out the idle chatter so she could get some studying in. Sandwich in hand, she nibbled on it while rereading her notes.



{Feel free to come bother her. Prose, action, choose and I'll reply back to you in the same format}

{edit; because I'm the most awesome person in the world. RETCON! I forgot Kallen doesn't know how to eat a sandwich, but she's noming it up in here. Sandwich is now beautiful diamonds fries or something.}

Comments

[queenscheckmate]

[Close enough.]

[She's about to take another bite when she stops. It's not often she talks about her heritage and in most cases, she wants to avoid talking about it all together.]

Does it really seem that strange?

[tenwholeryou]

[he knows there's something important about it, but... his face scrunches up as he tries his hardest to remember what, then relaxes into a defeated expression when he can't.]

It's not strange... but foreigners have red hair. Right?

[queenscheckmate]

Yeah, I guess. [Even though the fighting is done and over, doesn't mean she's proud to be a Britiannian. She fought for the Japanese and still identifies herself as such.]

[Her tone is giving off the 'don't press the issue' vibe.]

[tenwholeryou]

[... fine, but only because you're scary and eighteen years old and are letting me sit with you.]

[takes a large bite of his sandwich, instead.]

[queenscheckmate]

[Maybe one day she'll tell you... she shifts in her chair and rereads over her notes.]