Backdated to Sunday night (Don and America)

[swordofzero]

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.

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

[guildways]

"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.

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[swordofzero]

At the words and the faded laughter Suzaku looked down. He wasn't sure if this man had heard of him though he hadn't thought they were from the same world. Or if he just had something against knights in general.

Suzaku was used to being disliked though so he just moved back to his own bed quietly.

"You dislike knights?"