swordofzero: (lost in thoughts)
Suzaku Kururugi ([personal profile] swordofzero) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-01-25 08:16 pm

Backdated to Sunday night (Don and America)

Characters: Suzaku Kururugi, Don Whitehorse, OU!America
Format: Whatever you like but I'll start in prose
This log is: Closed
Location: Sunday eavning Cafeteria and then Room Red 1-A on Sunday Night
Summary: Suzaku gets all the weapons
Warnings:
Cafeteria (for America): Just like at lunch, Suzaku took the discard food and sat at the discard table. The food was tasteless but he was not playing this game, he was not doing what they wanted and acting above others. It was stubborn, it was stupid and it would probably achieve nothing. He didn't care.

He looked around for any other people at the discard table.

Room Red 1-A (For Don): Suzaku was sat on his bed reading through the manual, if he were to fight tomorrow he had to make sure he knew the rules. He did not wish to fight but that was the only way to protect Lelouch, so that is what he would do.
guildways: (we must be swift as the coursing river)

sob if you want to drop this it's fine i'm late;;

[personal profile] guildways 2012-02-09 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
A booming laugh broke from the Don the moment Suzaku was on his knee. This was just rich. It reminded him of that rookie knight friend of Yuri's. He noted the symbol on his hand briefly before sizing him up again.

"The hell are you, kid? Some kinda Knight?"
guildways: (did they send me daughters)

<3 now that i'm not drowning as much in tags i will try to tag this quickly

[personal profile] guildways 2012-02-15 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I knew it. The gestures, the act, yer all the same no matter where your from."

His laughter subsided, and he shook his head casually. He'd not lived the greater half of his life disconnected from the Empire to be put with a Knight in some sick excuse for an afterlife. Well, he was willing to give him a chance. He was old enough to know not every Knight fit the mold he detested.