Classroom Hallways [ Open ]

[queenscheckmate]

Characters: Kallen
Format: Prose or action. Whichever you feel comfortable with.
This log is: OPEN
Location: Friday afternoon during classes.
Warnings: N/A

Kallen wasn't exactly excited (as usual) to be here. Held hostage against her will...again. She stood in one of the hallways during lunch without much to do. The people in the classroom were too noisy and she just needed the banter to be reduced in order to think for the rest of the break. Between her fingers she slid a memory some start to finish and then back again. Kallen had three, but it dwindled down to one. She knew no one in her dorm in their right mind would steal from her (especially the guys since her an Gino's argument; not to mention she had been spending less and less time there). So considering the whole 'system' so to speak, Kallen had a good idea that they were taken away, not stolen.

"Guess this is your way of trying to make me fight."

Something didn't feel right in all of this. Why make everyone fight in order to get memories back? And on top of that, she still didn't feel like she was forgetting anything. Not until this morning.



{Feel free to notice that the top of Kallen's uniform looks wrong or off. Spoiler: she doesn't remember how to wear a bra, so yeah, she didn't wear one at all was too frustrated after fighting with it.}

Comments

[snakesonaprincess]

I see... and yet both these people are here?

Are you sure they aren't impostors or something of that nature?

[queenscheckmate]

Yes. And it's not just me. Someone else from my world remembers both of them dying just like I do... not to mention that one of those people is her brother.

To be honest, I'm been weary to prove it. Her brother, she's spoken to him and as far as I know, it's really him.

[snakesonaprincess]

That must be quite... disturbing, to say the least. So not only can this place draw people from other worlds, it can do so to those beyond the grave?

It doesn't make any scientific sense at all.

[queenscheckmate]

You're telling me. [She laughs lightly.]

[snakesonaprincess]

Yet more mysteries for us to solve I suppose.

[queenscheckmate]

Well it's really my problem in a way, so you don't have to involve yourself.

[snakesonaprincess]

True, I don't have to deal with ghosts of those I know hanging around. But all the same, figuring out how this system works is in the best interest of all of us. There's no telling who could show up in the future...

[queenscheckmate]

You have a point and since this world is like yours in a way, I suppose I can get all the help I can on this.

[snakesonaprincess]

...it's troubling, but I feel like I used to know much more about Exaclan than I do now. If only I could remember those things... [she sighs]

[queenscheckmate]

You mean the game we're supposed to be playing?

[snakesonaprincess]

That's right. I'm fairly familiar with it, though the rules are a little different here than back home. Still... I can't help but think there's something more to it that I'm forgetting.

[queenscheckmate]

We can't buy memories for ourselves, right?

[snakesonaprincess]

I don't believe so, no.

[queenscheckmate]

Hm... You'd be able to remember everything if you had your memories, right?

[snakesonaprincess]

Hopefully.

[queenscheckmate]

I'll see what I can do.

[snakesonaprincess]

[She seems a bit surprised by that, but nods.]

Thank you.

[queenscheckmate]

[She looks up at the time.]

Lunch is about to be over so...

[snakesonaprincess]

That's true. This was a rather eye opening conversation, in many ways. I thank you for that too.

[queenscheckmate]

No, I should thank you.

Where on this campus is an easy place for us to meet?

[snakesonaprincess]

I reside at the White 1-A dorm. Otherwise you can most likely find me in the library.

[queenscheckmate]

We'll meet in the library then.

[snakesonaprincess]

Very well. It was nice meeting you.

[queenscheckmate]

Likewise. [She turns into the classroom.]

I'll see you later.

Drive-by tag 1/1

[veepofchess]

[Lelouch is leaving just as she is coming in. He doesn't make eye contact, or even acknowlege her presence. He's just as cold and aloof as his school personality always was. Sitting on Kallen's desk is a letter, addressed 'Kallen Stadtfeld'. In Lelouch's handwriting.

In it is primarily an appeal to see him before enjoying a dinner cooked by him with Suzaku, Nunnally, Euphemia, and himself. He, of course, knows exactly how to convince her to come, making an appeal to her sense of justice based upon the Academy's previous incarnation, and that he may have a logical explanation for her shock. It's in a very personal tone, not at all reflecting the authority he used to hold.]